Dansville, Pennsylvania

Sally's Consignment Shoppe

1415 Hours

Receiving a tip from Sally Myer the store owner on a possible Simon Perry sighting, Gibbs, Fornell, Ziva, and Butler are in Sally's office getting a description of Perry. "I'm telling ya, that's the man I saw in my store yesterday, buying clothes, and by luck I found several Wahl hair trimming kits on a clearance rack and bought them up."

"And Perry purchased one of the hair trimming kits." Ziva finishes.

"Now add a bald Perry to our list of worries." Fornell grumbles.

"Did he say anything while he was in the store?" Gibbs asks.

"Nope just purchased those items and left the store on his motorcycle." "He made a right on to route eleven."

Dansville Police Officer Marcella Aspen walks into the office. "I was told that the FBI and NCIS are here?"

"Yes we are?" Fornell sharply answers and raises a questioning eyebrow up at the attractive police woman.

"The stolen motorcycle that your suspect was last seen on, was found over on Mill Street, next to the-"

"He took a bus out of town." Sally interrupts.

"There's a bus stop in this hick town." Fornell laughs.

"We're not that rural Agent-"

"Fornell!" Fornell smoothly answers interrupting Aspen.

"Agent Fornell, that we do get Greyhound buses stopping in our town." Aspen snippily chastises him.

"Greyhound, he could be anywhere by now." Butler groans in frustration.

"And while we're sitting here moaning about it, we're wasting valuable time." Gibbs sighs at the petty whining and bickering.

Ten minutes later over at a local discount store which is used as a Greyhound bus stop, Gibbs, Ziva, Fornell, and Butler get a positive ID on Perry. "He bought a bus ticket to Buffalo." Gibbs informs McGee via his cellphone.

NCIS Headquarters

Squad Room

"The bus would have arrived sometime last night."

"I want you and Tony on a flight out to Buffalo now?" Gibbs orders.

"What about your dad, we're suppose to fly up to Scranton on Sunday morning with him?"

"I'll figure out travel arrangements for my dad, in the meantime, get your asses up to Buffalo ASAP." Gibbs growls and hangs up.

"He'll need a passport to cross the border into Canada from Niagara Falls." Butler says.

"Like I didn't know that Captain Obvious?" Gibbs snarls.

"So I guess we're on our way up to Buffalo also." Ziva sighs.

"At least it's the summer time and not winter, just the thoughts of driving in zero degree temperatures." Fornell cringes…."While you're getting your team into position in Buffalo, I'll call Buffalo PD and alert them about Perry."

Buffalo, New York

2000 Hours

After checking into their hotel rooms at the Holiday Inn Buffalo Airport, Tony and Ziva head down to the bar to catch up with one another. "So you haven't heard from your latest squeeze since you flew up to Hicksville." Tony grins.

"Damian, flew to Rome on business Tony, I do not expect to hear from him while he's away on a conference." Ziva mutters in annoyance.

"Yeah, too much going on, to be calling his babe back in the states." "I don't blame him if I was in a city with the glitz and glamour of Rome to be on the phone with you."

"Tony why are you so curious about my love life, you just got shot down by a married police woman." Ziva laughs.

"I didn't know she was married." Tony protests.

McGee who overheard their conversation while approaching the bar. "That never stopped you before." McGee snickers.

"I see nothing has changed in over a week." Tony groans and takes a sip from his martini glass.

The bartender approaches the bar and nods over at McGee. "I'll have a glass of white wine." McGee smoothly says.

"White wine!" Tony laughs.

McGee takes a seat at the bar. "It soothes my nerves."

"White wine soothing, first I've heard of that." Tony chuckles.

"There's nothing wrong with drinking white wine Tony, Damian and I usually have a bottle over dinner."

"I highly doubt he's drinking wine in Rome." Tony teases.

"Tony, Italy is well renowned for its wine." Ziva reminds him.

"I know that!" "But I'm talking a real drink, like mine."

"So you're saying you're more of man, because you're drinking a martini than McGee is for drinking a glass of white wine, no wonder you're currently dateless, and McGee and I are seeing people." Ziva sighs at her partner's illogical thinking.

Fornell and Butler are standing behind the bickering Gibblets. "No wonder Jethro stayed behind in his room." Fornell chuckles.

Tony turns and glances over at him. "He just wants some quiet time with Jenny on the phone."

Fornell takes a seat beside Tony at the bar. "Never knew that Gibbs could be so whipped, he tossed and turned for most of the night in bed last night, back and forth into the bathroom."

"He's not whipped Fornell, just a man in love with his wife, and I'll take my boss like this now, as opposed to the way he was when I first met him." "Gibbs has finally found happiness." Tony says with affection.

Up in Gibbs' room, Gibbs is lying on top of his bed, with his phone pressed up against his ear. "This is torture." He growls in sexual frustration.

Gibbs' House

Jenny lying in her bathtub, with her Bluetooth attached to her right ear. "I could torture you even more." She seductively purrs.

"How?" Gibbs shrugs and sits up in bed.

"I'm currently taking a bubble bath."

"Don't do that to me Jen." Gibbs warns her.

"Why, because I'm talking to you on the phone with my clothes off?" Jenny wickedly answers.

"Naked, the smell of whatever bath oil you're using."

"Passion fruit!"

Gibbs flops back down on the bed. "Great I got a hard on from hell." He grumbles.

"Well, you got two hands."

"My hands won't satisfy me enough."

"To bad!" Jenny laughs.

"Soon as I get home."

"Impossible, your dad will be sleeping down the hallway and you'll wake him up."

"Don't worry; he's heard your big mouth already, night Jen." Gibbs smirks and hangs up.

"Son of a bitch got the last word in for a change." Jenny mutters.

The next morning, Tony, Ziva, and McGee are stopping for coffee at a Tim Horton's Café and Bake shop. "Silver Fox went cruising for a diner for his morning coffee." Tony grins.

"Do you think that we should have gone up to Niagara Falls like Fornell suggested?" McGee sheepishly asks.

"No Gibbs' gut told us to stay put." Tony answers and takes his Mint Chocolate Latte Supreme and Ham & Cheese Tea Biscuit from the server from behind the counter.

"So we're stuck in Buffalo, while Fornell, Butler, and a half a dozen FBI agents are heading up to Niagara Falls, makes sense." McGee shrugs indifferently and takes his cup of coffee and Sesame seed bagel with strawberry cream cheese from the server.

"Unless we have a lead, I find it a waste of time driving up to Niagara Falls, Gibbs is right." Ziva answers and takes her espresso and blueberry muffin from the server.

"So where do you think Perry is hiding at?" McGee asks and takes a bite from his bagel.

"Some place where Perry can bide his time before he crosses the border into Canada." Tony swallows.

While the team is getting a quick breakfast, Perry has gotten off of a bus on Church Street right across the street from an Independent Lodging facility where truck drivers frequently stay the night before they cross the border into Canada. Spotting the sign for Interstate I-190 off in the distance. "I got to get across the border today." Perry urgently says to himself and crosses the street.

Trucker, Hal Novak is sitting in his rig talking to several truckers on his CB. "My old lady wants to stay put for a few days says she's exhausted, I don't know I think one of her reality shows are on the tube and she wants to catch it." Novak chuckles.

On the other end of the radio a trucker Wild One has crossed the Pennsylvania border a few hours ago. "Man, the roads were crawling with Pennsy Mounties." Wild One grumbles…."Some cop killer is on the loose, bumped off a Sheriff and two Deputies."

Novak turns on his laptop; on ZNN's website is a photo of Simon Perry. "He's wanted for the murder of six people, three in Virginia, plus the Stillwater Sheriff and Deputies." "One of his victims was a Marine." "I served in the Corps for ten years before I got wounded in Desert Storm."

"Semper Fi!" Wild One smoothly says.

"I see the SOB; I'll be the first one to call the authorities in on him." Novak angrily snaps.

While Novak is talking on his CB, Perry notices him sitting in his truck. "Quick five hundred bucks should get me into Canada with no problem." Perry says with a smirk on his face.

Novak turns and spots Perry approaching his truck. "I'll be damned." He says with is jaw widen.

"What?"

"That SOB is approaching my truck now."

"What are you going to do?"

"He's armed and dangerous, Lillian has my Colt, there's nothing I can do." Novak nervously says.

Perry approaches the driver's side door. "Hey Mack, you interested in making a quick five hundred dollars?"