A/N: Ooh nearly at the end of the episode. I've had great fun writing this story and I guess you guys have fun reading it too. I might be able to squeeze 1 or 2 more chapters out for this story. And don't worry Kate will tell Gibbs….just not yet. ;oP

Disclaimer: oh if only I owned the show…if only!

Yankee White Lies - Chapter 11 - 10 to 15 Minutes-Countdown to a Killing

DiNozzo got the call. A marine found dead in his car on a Georgetown street. He drove at a decent enough speed. Tony was only doing 10 miles over the limit. He liked fast but not too fast. Not like his boss. He remembered on numerous occasions where he has been in the car with Gibbs driving and found himself praying for his life. He was a madman but at least they always got to crime scenes and stuff in no time at all. When he reach his destination he pulled up, got out the car, put on his jacket and walked towards the scene. He flashed his badge at a cop and he lifted the tape to let him through. There were a few by-standers watching every move the officers made. When he reached the car he crouched down to see the Metro P.D detective on the other side of the car. "Special Agent DiNozzo, NCIS. What do you got?"

"One dead Marine officer. No signs of trauma. Doesn't

appear to be a robbery, there's still cash and credit cards in his wallet." he said as he lifted the wallet to show Tony. "I got two shootings already this morning. Since he's one of yours, I hoped you'd take it."

"Could I see his wallet?"

"Here." the detective passed DiNozzo the wallet. He flipped it open to reveal an I.D card. Major Timothy Kerry.

"Oh yeah, we'll take him." he said to the cop. He pulled out his cell and called Ducky, "Hi Ducky, it's Tony. Got another body for ya…Ok…see you soon."

To the lab!

Abby is still in the lab running samples. She had been there for what seemed like forever. She sits and she waits with her head leaned in one hand and tapping the fingers on the other hand on the table. "Come on! Be nice. Say something good." she whined at the computer. And as if on cue a box popped up flashing green, saying match found. Commander Trapp was poised by a Australian snake venom: taipan 1. She suddenly jumped up from her chair and bounced up and down on the spot. "Yes!" Boy was she relieved. When she stopped she thanked her invisible fans, "Thank you, thank you, thank you." the other guys in the lab looked at Abby then each other and shrugged. Nothing unusual there.

Back to Air Force One

Gibbs was now pacing the floor. Something was off. Something about this plane was different from the last one. But what? "There's something different about this plane than Air Force One."

"Jet, this is Air Force One."

He gave her the 'well durr' look, "You know what I mean." he sat back down next to Kate and looked over a her laptop screen. As soon as she saw him she turned it away from him so he couldn't see. "Do you mind?"

"Nope." he smiled, "What's that you're writing?"

"It's private work stuff so mind your own."

"Ok. What's the difference between this plane and the one I hijacked?"

She typed into her computer, "Ah, there are some minor differences. 29000 is newer, has some minor updates.

"Such as?"

"Rear loading hatch on the 2900is bigger. An extra lavatory forward." she clicked something,

"And on the 29 there are digital locks and keyed on this."

As they were talking Agent Baer and Emmy had returned. "Leonard." he said to the man who was chatting to a female reporter. He signalled for him to follow. As he did he grabbed his jacket and joined Baer. He stopped to put it on so that he could listen to what Gibbs and Kate were talking about. He knew that the man with Kate wasn't stupid. He wouldn't still be here if he was. He caught the last part of their conversation.

"An extra lavatory forward.…And on the 29 there are digital locks and keyed on this."

He smiled to himself…he had a key and his plan was running smoothly now all he had to do was wait. He turned to follow Baer, knowing what would happen in roughly 10-15 minutes.

Caitlin was just about to ask Jethro something when the man over the intercom interrupted.

"Special Agent Gibbs, you have a teleconference call in Comm."

It took a minute for him to realise it was his name that had just been called, he got out of his seat "Katie, I want to know every difference on this plane, no matter how small you think it is." with that he was gone.

She called after him, "Please?"

In Comm

Jethro briskly walked in and sat down in front a of small screen. He put the headset on. "What's up Tony?"

"Major Tim Kerry is dead. D.C. cops found the body in his car on a street in Georgetown. I got Ducky and Abby on standby to update you."

The screen with Tony flicked off and a split screen of Abby in her lab and Ducky in autopsy appeared.

"Another stroke?" he asks his M.E.

"I'm afraid so, Jethro. But this time there are multiple embolic infarctions. The Major must have been more heavily dosed than the Commander."

"Have you found what caused it Abs?"

"It's venom, from a Coastal Taipan. It's a highly toxic Aussie snake. The venom zaps the nervous system and it clots the blood. You convulse, and then you stroke."

"It's almost impossible to detect." Ducky added.

"Truth is boss, Abby would have detected it if I hadn't interrupted her while she was ALSing the uniform." he confessed. I t wasn't his fault though. He'd just been to the Commander's apartment and had a box full of stuff for Abby to test.

"It was in the uniform?" Gibbs asked

"Yeah. I found traces of DMSO in the collars and the cuffs. I think it was mixed with the venom to make it absorbed through the skin." she confirmed.

"The intended target was Major Kerry. He came down with the flu and hadn't put on his uniform until yesterday."

"How did the terrorist get the poison into their uniforms?"

"Both the Major and Commander have tags from Dry Doc Cleaners on 19th Street."

The screen switched back to Tony, "DiNozzo, why are you sitting there on your ass? Get a team and go hit that dry cleaners." his agent should have done this already.

Tony was about to respond but the Director came up behind him and motioned for him to move. Tony obliged and stood up. Tom sat down and spoke to his Senior Agent "I've passed that task on to the FBI. This has all the earmarks of Al-Qaeda; unexpected, well planned, brilliantly executed. But for what?"

Well it wouldn't surprise me to hear Bin Laden on Al-Jazeera bragging about how he iced 2 of the President's Ball carriers."

"I don't think that's what he wants to brag about." Tom replied to the younger man.

"Eh, neither do I." he sighed and leaned back in the chair. Then it hit him, he needed to talk to Kate. Now. She was possibly the last person to see Tim alive.

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