AN: Uh, yeah. Apologies if it sucks. Check out my website. It's still being made, but is open to the public. That would be you.
Tony and Kate purposely strode across the bullpen towards Gibbs' desk. Gibbs, engrossed in his paperwork, didn't look up. Tony cleared his throat.
"Uh, boss. Will you come with us to the morgue? We need to talk to you."
Gibbs looked up at them and reading their expressions, rose and unquestioningly followed his partners to the elevator. No one spoke as the elevator descended and them at the morgue. Gibbs was the first to reach the autopsy bay doors, and he paused, cocking an eyebrow at Tony and Kate who had stopped about three feet behind him.
"We'll be right in," Tony assured him. "Abby and Ducky are already in there."
Gibbs nodded and left the pair in the hallway.
"Ready?" Tony simply asked.
"As I'll ever be," Kate replied and they solemnly entered the autopsy lab.
Ducky immediately approached Kate, enfolding her in a tight embrace while Gibbs remained by Abby, who was nervously biting her lower lip.
"Oh my dear," Ducky murmured as he pulled back to look at Kate.
"Katie, why didn't you say something?" Gibbs frowned in concern.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Ducky asked.
"I didn't tell you, because I wasn't raped." Kate quietly answered.
"But I found that poem!" Abby blurted.
"The poem was just something that came to me. I wasn't raped, but" Kate paused. "I was almost assaulted."
"I don't understand." Ducky said.
"Abby, remember when we went to Clava's Sunday night?"
Abby nodded.
"When I left, someone followed me out. He started in on me with lewd pick-up lines and I told him where to stick them. That really made him mad, so he shoved me up against my car and ripped my clothes. I kneed him in the groin and went home."
"I'm sorry," Abby gushed. " I never should have let you leave alone. If I'd been there-"
"It wouldn't have mattered. He'd probably have come after me anyways."
"What?" Gibbs demanded.
"He knew her name, boss." Tony said, looking helplessly at Kate.
She only gingerly smiled back and turned to Gibbs.
"Do you know the guy?" Gibbs questioned.
Kate shook her head. "I honestly don't know. It was too dark to see, and his voice was rough, like he had a cold."
"That's not much to go on. I don't know if we'll be able to find him."
"I think he'll find me."
"But there's something Kate needs to show you."
Tony looked from Kate's eyes, to her shoulder, and back.
"And that is..?" Gibbs prompted.
Tony turned away as Kate pulled the neck of her shirt over to reveal the purple and green handprints.
Abby gasped. So did Ducky. Gibbs just ran a hand through his hair.
"Shit," he muttered.
"Caitlyn," Ducky said. "Those are about the same size and placement of the prints on Cmdr. Scott's body."
Abby's eyes widened. "Oh my God. It's the same guy. He got pissed after you got away and took it out on the other girl."
"Abbs, the glass shard isn't much to go on."
"But it's all we have. Besides, when murderers stab their victims, they get their own blood on the weapon. And since it was done with broken glass, there's a really good chance he slipped up. As soon as the DNA test is done, we'll have our guy. Or at least his blood."
Gibbs nodded. "But until we get this guy, someone has to be with Kate 24/7. Kate, you go to the bathroom, Abby goes with you. And if he knows your name, he may know where you live. Tony-"
"We've already settled it boss, I'll be staying with her. We're picking my stuff up after work."
Gibbs questioningly looked Kate in the eye and she nodded.
Gibbs sighed. "Alright then. Let's get to work."
AN: Okay, there's good news and bad news. Bad news first: This is all I have written so far. :( Sorry. But I have been writing this as it comes, so don't panic. LOL. Good news( I just saved a shitload of money on my car insurance by switching to Not-Gecko. Nah, I don't have a car, so no insurance to save money on. hehe. Don't feel sorry, I won't be eligible for my license till next year anyways.:D I'm a bad driver, so stay off the sidewalks! Kidding, I haven't taken D.E. yet, so, I dunno. ooo sorry. Let's try this again.) Good news: Part of the reason that this is all I have written is that I keep starting new stories. :) Let's just say I have 9 other stories and a missing scenes series that I'm working on. All NCIS. 8D
And chapter 4 of one of them is a dream I had. What a treat you are in for my friends. A rare, disturbing insight into my warped psyche. :p You'll enjoy it.
I hope.
Tony and Kate purposely strode across the bullpen towards Gibbs' desk. Gibbs, engrossed in his paperwork, didn't look up. Tony cleared his throat.
"Uh, boss. Will you come with us to the morgue? We need to talk to you."
Gibbs looked up at them and reading their expressions, rose and unquestioningly followed his partners to the elevator. No one spoke as the elevator descended and them at the morgue. Gibbs was the first to reach the autopsy bay doors, and he paused, cocking an eyebrow at Tony and Kate who had stopped about three feet behind him.
"We'll be right in," Tony assured him. "Abby and Ducky are already in there."
Gibbs nodded and left the pair in the hallway.
"Ready?" Tony simply asked.
"As I'll ever be," Kate replied and they solemnly entered the autopsy lab.
Ducky immediately approached Kate, enfolding her in a tight embrace while Gibbs remained by Abby, who was nervously biting her lower lip.
"Oh my dear," Ducky murmured as he pulled back to look at Kate.
"Katie, why didn't you say something?" Gibbs frowned in concern.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Ducky asked.
"I didn't tell you, because I wasn't raped." Kate quietly answered.
"But I found that poem!" Abby blurted.
"The poem was just something that came to me. I wasn't raped, but" Kate paused. "I was almost assaulted."
"I don't understand." Ducky said.
"Abby, remember when we went to Clava's Sunday night?"
Abby nodded.
"When I left, someone followed me out. He started in on me with lewd pick-up lines and I told him where to stick them. That really made him mad, so he shoved me up against my car and ripped my clothes. I kneed him in the groin and went home."
"I'm sorry," Abby gushed. " I never should have let you leave alone. If I'd been there-"
"It wouldn't have mattered. He'd probably have come after me anyways."
"What?" Gibbs demanded.
"He knew her name, boss." Tony said, looking helplessly at Kate.
She only gingerly smiled back and turned to Gibbs.
"Do you know the guy?" Gibbs questioned.
Kate shook her head. "I honestly don't know. It was too dark to see, and his voice was rough, like he had a cold."
"That's not much to go on. I don't know if we'll be able to find him."
"I think he'll find me."
"But there's something Kate needs to show you."
Tony looked from Kate's eyes, to her shoulder, and back.
"And that is..?" Gibbs prompted.
Tony turned away as Kate pulled the neck of her shirt over to reveal the purple and green handprints.
Abby gasped. So did Ducky. Gibbs just ran a hand through his hair.
"Shit," he muttered.
"Caitlyn," Ducky said. "Those are about the same size and placement of the prints on Cmdr. Scott's body."
Abby's eyes widened. "Oh my God. It's the same guy. He got pissed after you got away and took it out on the other girl."
"Abbs, the glass shard isn't much to go on."
"But it's all we have. Besides, when murderers stab their victims, they get their own blood on the weapon. And since it was done with broken glass, there's a really good chance he slipped up. As soon as the DNA test is done, we'll have our guy. Or at least his blood."
Gibbs nodded. "But until we get this guy, someone has to be with Kate 24/7. Kate, you go to the bathroom, Abby goes with you. And if he knows your name, he may know where you live. Tony-"
"We've already settled it boss, I'll be staying with her. We're picking my stuff up after work."
Gibbs questioningly looked Kate in the eye and she nodded.
Gibbs sighed. "Alright then. Let's get to work."
AN: Okay, there's good news and bad news. Bad news first: This is all I have written so far. :( Sorry. But I have been writing this as it comes, so don't panic. LOL. Good news( I just saved a shitload of money on my car insurance by switching to Not-Gecko. Nah, I don't have a car, so no insurance to save money on. hehe. Don't feel sorry, I won't be eligible for my license till next year anyways.:D I'm a bad driver, so stay off the sidewalks! Kidding, I haven't taken D.E. yet, so, I dunno. ooo sorry. Let's try this again.) Good news: Part of the reason that this is all I have written is that I keep starting new stories. :) Let's just say I have 9 other stories and a missing scenes series that I'm working on. All NCIS. 8D
And chapter 4 of one of them is a dream I had. What a treat you are in for my friends. A rare, disturbing insight into my warped psyche. :p You'll enjoy it.
I hope.
