Disclaimer: see chapter one
Summery: see chapter one
A/N: I hate these things in most cases, but i have to say it, Thanx to all the people who left reviews, i fixed the title, but i just have a hard time seeing things like that, if letters are mixed up, i may not see it, thanx for the tip. I'd give you all stuffed snakes in honour of the latest episode, but well, i don't have any, well, that just sux and i'll sign off now.
Chapter 2
I picked up my cell phone, "I need to talk to Special Agent Gibbs," I said, when someone picked up.
"Gibbs here," The familiar voice answered.
"Gibbs, don't say a word, I need information on the old Gundry case," I told him who I was, without saying it, and asked for information.
"Gundry?" he asked.
"Charles Gundry, and Joseph Robson, two navy brats were assaulted, you found them," I reminded him.
"What are you saying?" he asked.
"Gibbs, NCIS investigated an assault, they never solved it, now I would like to look over the file, in connection with a murder, I'd like you to fed ex it to the Las Vegas crime lab."
"How do you know me?" Gibbs asked.
"Gibbs, I've been talking to you three times a year, since I was fifteen, and you've never mistaken my voice before," I told him.
"Oh, so you're not alone, why do you want the file?" Gibbs asked.
"Because, I want to go over it, also, is there any chance you could send the evidence from that case, there is something I want our DNA tech to go over," I said.
"It's NCIS evidence," Gibbs said.
"I just need to see if the attacker left DNA behind on the boys' clothes, DNA testing wasn't even possible back then, I know it was the same guy, alright, he's smarter now, we haven't found any DNA evidence, but when that wasn't a possibility, he might not have been so careful,"
"There is a statute of limitations, on assault, what makes you thing we even still have the evidence?"
"Because you said it was NCIS evidence, Gibbs, you know better than anyone, if those boys turn up murdered, even now, any sign it may be connected, and that evidence may be enough to get a conviction," I said.
"Did you find him, is that why you want the file, did Joseph get killed?" Gibbs asked.
"No, no sign of him, probably living with a gaggle of kids tagging after him, he never got it as bad, didn't scar as much," I said.
"He's killed again, this time you're hoping to connect it," Gibbs said.
"Even six years ago, DNA testing wasn't good enough to get a match off skin cells from clothing, especially cold cases," I reminded him, "but now, now there is a chance, that there is something that they missed then, and if we can even find out who it is, then the FBI can justify watching him, and then they'll have the chance of catching him, and arresting him."
"I'll get my lab tech to run the clothes, then send you the files," Gibbs said.
"Thanks Gibbs," I said.
Gibbs POV
I hung up after talking to Charles, it was strange, hearing his voice, it had changed so much over the past month, he was tense, about something, especially calling at sixteen hundred his time working nights, as he did. I walked out of the bull pen, silently, gaining strange looks from McGee, Kate, and Tony. I went to the evidence lockup, and found the box, with the old case, and signed it out. Back up stairs, I dropped the box on my desk, "What is it, Boss?" DiNozzo asked, from his desk, "We have another case?"
"This is a cold case, a friend of mine requested it," I told him.
"What kind of case?" he asked.
"Attempted murder of an officer's son," I replied, pulling out the bags with the clothes, "He's hoping that Abby will be able to get some skin cells off the outside, the guy has killed since, and he's only getting better at hiding his tracks, our evidence is the only stuff he has access to in the next few days, and he needs as much as possible as soon as possible."
I carried the clothes into the lab proper, and dropped them on Abby's desk, "What is it?" she asked.
"Can you get an attacker's DNA off this?" I asked.
"I'll do my best," Abby smiled.
"Thanks Abs," I smiled, "Call me if you get anything."
"You got it Boss," She smiled.
I headed back out to the bull pen, I picked up the pair of files, and dropped them on Tony's desk, "Tony, I want you to make copies of those files, one for each of us, and two to send to my friend, Kate, and McGee, take the evidence to the layout room, I want you to go through everything, find me something," I said.
My cell rang, looking at the caller ID, I saw it was Joseph's number, "Gibbs here," I said.
"Gibbs, do you think I can get a copy of my case file, and the clothes, I want to see if I can get any of our attackers DNA off of them."
"I'll send you the report, when I get it back, and I'll fed ex the files as soon as possible," I told him, covering the mouth piece, I called to Tony, Make two extra copies of those files."
"Two extra?" Joseph asked.
"He called me less than an hour ago, wanting the same thing, So I'll do for you, what I'm doing for him."
"You have his number? Can I get it?" He asked.
"I'm not even supposed to have yours, why do you think I have his?" I pointed out.
"Because you have mine," Joseph pointed out.
"Alright, the number is (555) 849 - 3849 his catch phrase is something you'll be able to figure out, easy," I told him.
"Thanks, Gibbs," Joseph said.
"So you just keep in touch with people you aren't even supposed to know," Kate asked.
"For your information, I don't know anyone, I just know their location, and phone number, I know nothing else," I told Kate.
"Why?" she asked.
"In case they need to hear a familiar voice, Now, I gave you an assignment," I told her, and she turned back to the layout room. Tony came back a few minutes later, with nine sets of folders, I wrote on each one, and told him to give copies to Kate and McGee, then help them with the evidence. I placed each of the sets into Fed Ex envelopes, and put labels on them, writing the addresses from memory.
"No paper, no data," I reminded myself, getting into my car. I pulled up at the Fed Ex office, and ran in.
"Can I help you?" some one asked.
"I need to get these to someone today, their time," I told the agent at the counter. "Yeah, where do you want it to go?" she asked.
"Two to Miami-Dade crime lab, and Two to Las Vegas Crime lab," I told her.
She started laughing, "You want to get two packages to Miami tonight?"
"That's what I said," I told her in all seriousness.
"You're funny, it's the end of the business day, there is no way anyone will be willing to run that," she said.
"I need to get these to Miami, it's a matter of life and death," I told her.
"No can do," she said.
I left, carrying all four envelopes, back at the lab, "DiNozzo, Kate, I've got something for you to do," I called into the layout room.
"It's seven at night, Gibbs, you can't be serious, we had been heading home, when you started handing this out, and it's a cold case, it'll still be here in the morning," Tony said.
"DiNozzo, for that, I'm sending you to Miami, Kate, you're heading to Vegas, I need these packages delivered to the crime labs there, Abby's booking your flights," I smiled.
Sitting back at my desk, flipping through the case file, I looked up at them, "Do you have a problem?" I asked.
"Who are we delivering these to?" Kate asked.
"At the crime lab, Tony, ask for Eric Delco, when you see him, tell him the files are for his friend, if he asks which one, just mention my name, Kate, your contact is Greg Sanders, he's a lab tech, tell him the files are for NCIS, even if it makes no sense to you, it will to him," I told them, I noticed DiNozzo smiled when I said Eric Delco's name.
"You know Delco?" I asked.
"I know him, no worries there," he said.
Tim's POV
I was going over the evidence one more time, when the night shift supervisor came into the layout room, "Tim, Delco went home hours ago, go home, and get some sleep, you miss way to much, when you're tired,"
I was about to leave, when a cab pulled up, I stepped into the shadows, he was familiar, but I wasn't sure where from. "Can I help you?" I asked.
"I'm looking for Delco, is he still around, or has he gone home already?" a male voice asked.
"He's gone home, may I ask who is looking for him?" I replied.
"My Name is Tony DiNozzo, I've been asked to deliver a package to him, I'll go by his place, I know where it is," he said.
"How do you know where it is?" I asked, getting suspicious.
"I'm a friend of his, I was just told to try here first," he said, turning around, then he turned back to me, "can you give me the number of a taxi company?"
"I'll give you a ride, I was just leaving, anyway," I told him.
"You don't even know me," he said.
"I have no trust issues, besides, I heard your name, last time I talked to Gibbs," I laughed.
"You know Gibbs?" he asked.
"That I do, come on, let's go, I've been ordered to get some sleep, I want to be back by the time day shift starts in the morning," I said.
"Alright, may I ask who I'll be riding with?" he asked.
"You may, I'm Tim, I've worked with Eric since I started here," I replied.
"Nice to meet you, Tim, like I said, I'm Tony," he said.
He followed me to my bike, and I drove him to Delco's house, leaving him across the street, he crossed over, carrying a duffel bag, which he had somehow gotten onto his back.
Greg's POV
I was sitting in the lab, when the phone rang, "DNA/Chem lab, Greg speaking," I said.
"Greg, you have a visitor, can I send her back?" the night receptionist asked.
"No, I'll go out there," I replied.
I finished what I was doing, and walked to the reception area, there was one woman sitting in the chairs, she had a leather bag on the chair next to her, the receptionist pointed to her, before going back to a crossword, or the like. "I'm Greg," I said walking up to her.
"My name is Kate, I've got some files for someone here, though I'm not entirely sure who, I was supposed to tell you it's for NCIS, I'm just confused as to why," She said.
"That would be for Nick, I'll take you to him," I replied, at the reception desk, I grabbed a visitor's tag, "Ramona, I'm bringing Kate back to see Nick."
"She'll need to sign this," Ramona picked up a clipboard and placed it on the shelf.
Kate put the tag on, after she signed the sheet, and I led her back, "Nick is in one of the layout rooms, hiding out, because if Griss sees him, he'll send him for supper, he hasn't left the lab, since four this afternoon, didn't even stop to eat," I told Kate, walking down the hall.
"Greg, have you convinced Nick to get something to eat?" Grissom asked.
"Not yet, just heading that way, Griss, this is Kate, she's got something Nick requested from NCIS," I replied.
"Make him eat before you give him what he wanted, or he won't eat, until he knows exactly what happened."
Kate's POV
"Got it," I said, as we were walking into the room, my cell rang, "What is it?" I asked.
"Gibbs here, we got a match off of some DNA in CODAS, it's suspect DNA, while you're in Vegas, I want you to check if he's there, one Jason Maverick, convicted six years ago, on sexual assault charges, released on parole last month, just in time to skip out of town, and get to Miami, for that murder, then there was the murder in Vegas, and a second one in Miami, two days ago."
"How did you find this out?" I asked.
"Abby finished running the DNA samples, and I just got off the phone with my friend who Tony was going to visit."
"Alright, I've been asked to be sure he eats, before I give him anything, so I'll deal with that in about an hour."
"No, Kate, get the word out, as to who this guy is, Abby sent you his mug shot, get it out there, first."
I turned back to the guy, Grissom, "I've been given a suspect, we've got records, that he's been between here and Miami, where two more murders took place, one before, one after, I've got a name, and mug shot."
"You guys work fast," he said.
"It's personal, for my boss, I'm not sure why, but it's personal enough, that he's done anything to get this guy," I told him, "I'm with NCIS, by the way,"
"How did the Navy get involved?"
"Two officer's sons were attacked by this guy, when he first started, as near as I can get out of Gibbs, anyway."
"You bring my files?" a voice asked.
"Yeah, but you don't get them till you eat," Grissom said.
"Listen, I can't get word out here, it's not my jurisdiction, a twenty year old attempted murder, overlaid by several actual murders, with nothing to do with the Navy, I need you to get his face out there, his name, let's get this guy," I said.
"Alright, Nick, order Chinese for all of us, Greg, call the NCIS lab, get their results, Kate, we'll get started on the DA, let's get an arrest warrant for this guy,"
"Actually, here are the files, Mr. Grissom, I've been asked to protect Nick, until the FBI shows up, to do their job, this guy has killed two, make that three men who look like one of his first victims, and two who look like Nick, and that's just the last five murders, I don't know about the ones before that."
"Fine, I'll order the food, Nick, take Kate into one of the conference rooms, and dial up the DA,"
In the conference room, Nick dialled a number from memory, there was an annoyed voice on the other end, "Sorry to bother you, Ma'am, but we've got jurisdiction on a case that the Feds will be all over, we need to file for an arrest warrant on ..." Nick trailed off, since he hadn't been listening in on my conversation with Gibbs.
"Jason Maverick, he's been implicated, due to DNA evidence in a connected attempted murder," I said.
"And the charge will be?" The DA asked.
"Murder, in the first degree, Florida will want a kick at him for two, as well," I said.
"Texas and Illinois will want him for at least one each, six years ago," Nick said.
"And you know these are all connected how?"
"Because, there were two men in the witness protection program, his first victims, in each of those places, when the murders occurred, he's obsessed."
