Disclaimer: CSI and NCIS have nothing to do with me and i have nothing to do with them. If I did they would crossover all the time.

NCIS

Gibbs's Office

Bullpen

Twenty Minutes Later

Grissom and Sara walked into the bullpen, looking like they had just rolled out of bed. They were both holding large travel mugs of coffee and looked around the office Ziva, McGee and Tony were already at there desks, awaiting instruction.

"What's going on?" asked Grissom.

"Not a clue." said Tony without opening his eyes.

"Abby said Gibbs got a call from Detective Morris at Metro police and told her to call everyone in." Everyone turn at the sound of the door to MTAC opening. Gibbs walked out quickly, looking angry and determined, followed by the director who looked shaken.

"Metro police just pulled the body of an NCIS special agent out of a dumpster." Said Gibbs to his team, who stood, momentarily shocked, "Grab your gear."

"Who?" Asked Tony

"Leon Metcaf." He answered, knowing that his team knew the young agent. Gibbs himself had worked with the junior agent a few times, finding him to be both a quick study and highly motivated. The team silently grabbed their gear, taking in the news that their co-worker was dead.

"Sara." Said Gibbs, motioning her over to him, "I need you in the field."

"Jethro?" Sara shook her head, "Working in the lab is one thing..." Grissom over heard the conversation and walked towards them, catching Gibbs's eye.

"Gibbs." Grissom's voice resonated through the office, causing the team to top and watch the scene before them.

"No." said Gibbs, "We've got a dead NCIS special agent. All hands on deck."

"One case." Sara said, surprising herself and Grissom, who looked at her proudly.

"Deal." Gibbs shook Sara's hand and pulled out his cell phone to make a call. They took the elevator to the garage. Abby was waiting by there car with an NCIS jacket and hat for Sara. She handed Sara a clip board.

"You have to sign for this." Abby opened a case containing an NCIS standard issue hand gun and ammunition. Abby took a moment to admire the two CSI's wearing NCIS gear. Sara looked every inch the special agent. "Go get him." Abby looked at Gibbs and he nodded at her curtly before getting in the car. Abby watched them drive away before heading down to her lab to prepare for the on slot of evidence soon to come.

M Street

Washington DC

"Detective Morris" Gibbs walked up to the man shaking his hand, "What do we got."

"Club owner called it in." The detective led Gibbs over to the dumpster to get a better look, "Pulled his ID before we moved the body. Saw he was NCIS and called you."

"Move anything?" Gibbs asked

"Club owner open the top of the dumpster, roped off the area. Figured you'd want your team to handle the rest."

"Figured right." Gibbs sighed, "Thanks Morris."

"No problem Gibbs. Let me know if we can help you with anything."

"Will do." he nodded before calling his team off the crime scene.

"Ziva photograph, DiNozzo, measure and sketch, McGee perimeter. Double time, I want everything done and ready to transport in an hour."

"He's been dead for at least a week." Said Grissom, shining his flashlight into the dumpster, noticing the maggots in the victim's mouth. "Where is the ME."

"Mr Palmer got us lost again." Said Ducky walking towards them.

"You programed the navigator." Said Palmer, carrying all of their equipment.

"You know that I don't really know how to do it." Ducky shook his head at Palmer before noticing Sara, standing next to the dumpster. "Sara Sidle, as I live and breath." he took her hand and kissed it grandly.

"Ducky." said Sara, blushing.

"You must come to tea, mother would love to see you."

"Catch up later." Said Gibbs. Grissom was scooping maggots into a sample jar. He pulled a piece of beef jerky from his pocket and placed the samples back into his kit.

"Oh dear." Said Ducky, looking into the dumpster, "Poor boy." They took a moment to honer the victim before getting back to work.

Leon Metcaf's Apartment

Washington DC

"How did it take a week for anyone to notice he was gone?" Asked McGee, looking around at the small, clean apartment.

"He was supposed to be on vacation." Answered Tony, looking at a print out of a flight itinerary, "According to this he's not supposed to be back until tomorrow morning."

"I think it's a safe bet he didn't get on that plane." Said Sara, walking into the bedroom, "An open half packed suitcase on the bed and..."

"Sara?" Tony called out, walking toward the bedroom. Less than ten minutes after Gibbs made Tony promise to watch out out Sara and she was out of his sight.

"Your special agent has a secret." Sara said appearing in the doorway suddenly, causing Tony to jump. "Black plate on the bed, rolled up $100 dollar bill a lighter and traces of white powder."

"Cocaine?" Asked McGee surprised.

"Maybe but I'm betting not." Sara reached out a gloved hand and pulled a prescription bottle off of the nightstand, "Oxycotin."

"Someone was crushing it up and snorting it." Said DiNozzo grimly.

"Prescription is for a Rebbecca Stanford." Sara said before placing the bottle in an evidence bag.

"Girlfriend maybe." Said Ziva, popping out of the walk in closet, causing Tony to jump in surprise for the second time in five minutes, "Half the closet is full of women's clothing. Size four."

"Not necessarily a women." Said Tony, "We had this case once where..."

"Tampons in the bathroom!" Shouted Sara.

"That on the other usually means it's actually a woman." McGee said.

"Ziva, photograph, McGee measure and sketch." Said Tony, "Sara, you're with me."

After calling Gibbs and Grissom to update them on the case, they spent the next two hours gathering evidence and boxing things up to send back to Abby.

Home of Rebbecca Standford

Two Hours Later

Tony, Ziva and Sara stood on Rebbecca Standford's doorstep. Ziva and Tony argued lightly. Sara had already learned how to tune out the sound of there bickering. She rang the doorbell twice before someone finally came to the door. She was short, blond and very pretty.

"Rebbecca Standford?" Asked DiNozzo

"Yeah." She narrowed her eyes and looked at them suspiciously.

"Sorry to wake you ma'am." said Sara

"I'm special agent DiNozzo, NCIS. This is officer David and CSI Sidle. We'd like to ask you a few questions." They flashed their identification.

"And I'd like to be the queen of the world and wear a shiny hat." She answered, "It's the middle of the night. I'd like to go to sleep."

"Well than all you have to do is tell us how a prescription bottle with your name on it ended up in a dead NCIS agent's house." Ziva stared the women down until she let them in.

"Excuse me?" said Rebbecca

"Special Agent Leon Metcaf was found dead earlier tonight." said Sara.

"Leon." Rebbecca sat down on the couch, seemingly in shock, "What happened?"

"You tell us." Said Sara, "When did you last see him?"

"A little over a week ago. My boyfriend, Mark dragged me to a party at his house. They are old college buddies. We stayed for a few hours, we got into a fight so I left."

"What did you fight about?" asked Tony

"It was a party full of old college buddies. Mark was acting like an immature jerk." She sighed, "He was flirting with another girl at the party. I got mad." She smiled, "it was silly. We made up the next day."

"Who was the girl?"

"Just some girl. What does it matter?"

"We like to cover our bases." Explained Tony, smiling tightly.

"I can't help but notice that you haven't explained the drugs." Sara looked at her, "I suggest you do so before we bring you in for questioning."

"I have a prescription. I only had a few left."

"Which you shared with other people." Said Said, "It's a level two narcotic, that's..."

"A few years at least with mandatory sentencing guideline." Answered Tony.

"Erica Newhouse, Leon's girlfriend." She spat out bitterly, "Mark and Leon together, it's like ..."

"Two dogs fighting over a stone." Said Ziva.

"A bone, Ziva." said Tony, "Bone."

"Whatever." Said Ziva dismissively.

"We'll need your boyfriend's name and address." said Sara, handing Rebbecca a pen and paper.

NCIS

Abby's Lab

An Hour Later

"It's definitely Oxycotin." Said Abby, swaying slightly to the sound of a dirge, playing in the background, "But Leon's drug tests were negative for everything. Not even an aspirin in his system."

"Is there a chance the drugs would out of his system by the time you tested his blood?" asked McGee.

"You have to be alive to metabolize drugs, Tim." Abby shook her head at McGee, "Besides I tested his hair. Leon was drug free for at least a month and a half.

"The the drugs weren't his." said McGee, receiving a smack on the back of the head from Gibbs.

"We knew that already." said Gibbs.

"But there's more Gibbs." Said Abby, brightly, "I pulled a print off the lighter. It wasn't Leon's or Rebecca's."

"Got a name?" asked Gibbs

"And an address." Abby handed him a slip of paper and smiled while she received a kiss on the cheek.

"Where's Grissom?" asked McGee suddenly

"Over there." Abby pointed to the corner of her lab that Grissom had taken over. He was currently extracting DNA from the maggots in an attempt to specify the time of death.

"Grissom." said McGee. Grissom didn't turn around apparently impervious to both McGee's shouting and Abby's loud music."

"Oh that won't work." Said Abby smiling, stamping her platformed foot on the ground several times until Grissom turned around.

"Yes Abby?" Said Grissom, pulling ear plugs out of his ears.

"Wise, wise man." said Gibbs

"Boys need you." Said Abby, glaring at Gibbs's, "And I'm playing it out of respect for Leon.

"Got a lead." Gibbs walked out the door followed by McGee.

"I think he wants you to follow them." Said Abby, "I'll finish extracting the DNA."

"Thank you, Abby." Grissom said, rushing out the door to meet Gibbs and McGee in the elevator.

TBC

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