Hidden Enemy
Disclaimer: I don´t own any characters or anything
Summary: Someone attacks Kate, almost killing her. Why is her blood found on Gibbs´ shirt and just why is his DNA under her nails?
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2- Interrogation
Tom Morrow walked down into the bullpen and looked around for a moment. He felt troubled since he had gotten that call from the police this morning. Of course, he had asked for the evidence, but there was no doubt about it. He picked up the phone that sat on a desk and dialed a number. "Dinozzo." A very sleepy voice replied after a moment and Morrow guessed that their Christmas party had been rather long.
"This is Tom Morrow. I´m sorry to wake you, but I need you at the office immediately." Morrow said and just got a grunt that sounded like some kind of confirmation. After hanging up again, he placed the same call two more times before walking to the break room. He needed some strong coffee now. It took around half an hour until Timothy McGee walked in, looking a bit under the weather and not very cheerful. Dr. Mallard followed a few minutes later with Anthony Dinozzo on his heels.
All three had a puzzled look on their faces. "What happened? Anyone kill Gibbs?" Tony asked and got a few chuckles for that. He noticed that the director did not smile and searched the room for Kate and Gibbs.
Morrow looked at them in turn and then sighed. "I have to inform you that Special Agent Gibbs has been arrested this morning." He said and their jaws dropped. "His DNA has been found at the site of an attempted murder last night and all evidence is counting against him at the moment."
"Gibbs killing someone?" McGee piped up, still looking incredulous. "That´s a joke, right? He´d never kill an innocent person."
The rest nodded and their eyes widened even more when Morrow continued. "The woman he obviously tried to kill was Special Agent Todd. She was found in her car at 5 am by a jogger. She has been stabbed twice into the chest and her condition is critical. I know that you are probably emotionally involved on this case, but I need the best team I have for this. There is a team from the police checking all evidence as well, so don´t even think about tampering with it. I need clean results of everything. Either clear your boss or convict him. He´s waiting up in interrogation room 4. Miss Sciuto should arrive soon, I have sent the evidence directly to the lab." Morrow said and walked out on them.
"There´s no freakin´ way." Tony exclaimed and slammed his hand onto the desk, causing a pen to roll off the edge. "Not Gibbs."
"I believe we should look at this objectively. I doubt that Jethro could hurt anyone, especially Kate, but we need to consider all evidence presented. If his DNA was found in her car -or even on her clothes, we need to find out how it got there. Anthony, why don´t you go up with Timothy and start interrogation. Check with the police to get an idea of what happened. I shall check with the hospital and see how Caitlin is doing." Ducky said and somehow felt like he had to take over command.
Half an hour later, McGee walked into the observation room, recoiling at the sight of his boss in an orange jumpsuit, handcuffed and obviously confused. He watched as Tony entered the other room. There was something like a glimpse of hope in Gibbs´ eyes for a moment until he seemed to note the seriousness on Dinozzo´s face.
Tony sat down on the chair opposite to his boss and just looked at him for a moment. Gibbs looked like hell, dark circles under his eyes, hair messed up, dressed in an orange jumpsuit like those they gave prisoners. He fought hard to keep his professionalism up and not get too much emotionally involved. "Why?" He asked and saw a look full of questions.
"Why what? I don´t even know what I´m supposed to have done. Look, I don´t remember a thing after I came to that party last night." Gibbs finally snapped at him and bit his lip as he tried to move a bit. His shoulders felt like they were on fire. "Tony, can you please take the handcuffs off?" He pleaded and a moment later a guard came in. The handcuffs were taken off and he rubbed his aching shoulders.
"Thanks, that would be all for now." Dinozzo said and the man disappeared again. "Now, tell me what you remember." He told his boss and felt really bad about having to interrogate him, but he was determined to get this down like any other interrogation. He had talked to the police to get an overview. Kate had been found at 5 am by a young man who lived in the neighborhood. She had been stabbed twice, from what the EMTs and the doctors estimated, it had happened around 2 am, which was about half an hour after she had left the party at 1:30 am.
Several people, including Tony himself, hadn´t seen Gibbs around after about 1 am. The police had found skin under Kate´s nails, matching his DNA, as well as a knife in a trash can nearby that had his fingerprints on it. So far, evidence was counting against him. "I...I went to that Christmas party at the office -you were there too, you saw me. I talked to Ducky about him being there and his mother being alone. I went outside to get some fresh air, but I don´t remember anything from that... How is Kate? Will she be okay?"
Tony sighed. "Can´t tell you, sorry." He said and looked at the file in front of him. "Can you remember when you went outside?" He continued and scribbled down some notes, his hand shaking badly. This was really getting him down. He didn´t dare to meet the ice blue eyes he knew were resting on him this second.
"I don´t know. I remember Abby dancing on a table shortly before, but no time." Gibbs said and took a deep breath. His head still throbbed and he saw flashes in front of his eyes. "Can I get some water? I don´t feel so good." He watched the room spinning before he slipped off the chair and collapsed on the ground.
Dinozzo jumped up and rushed to his side. "I need some help in here." He said, looking at the mirror and turned Gibbs around, who was unconscious. A few moments later, Ducky came in, carrying a bag and a concerned look on his face. "He said he wasn´t feeling good and collapsed."
Mallard checked his friend and frowned. "I need to get some blood drawn for further testing. It´s either a shock, but Jethro never seemed to be the type for it, or something he ate or drank." He said and pulled a syringe out. "Take this to Abby and have her run a few tests on it. I will make sure that they bring him to the hospital for observation." Ducky told him and continued to check his patient as the younger man ran out with the blood sample in his hand.