New Relations

You can't control it, know it or hold it...

-Under The Sun, Michael Weatherly

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Enjoy this chapter! Things start to pick up after this one. Also, I've decided I'll be uploading every Wednesday and Friday now! However, this is just a bonus upload because it's my birthday, so I thought I'd treat you guys!

"Where the hell are Ziva and Tony?" Gibbs questioned angrily to McGee.

"Errr, I'm not sure, Boss. Should I ring them?" McGee was trying to think of something he could do that wouldn't anger Gibbs any further.

"Forget it. Do we have anything new on the case?"

"Actually, we do. While you were out getting coffee, we got a call from the DC Police Department. They had a man make a statement about seeing a woman shouting near the water in Potomac Park last week. He said he'd heard about the murder of Hector Merlo on the news and thought it might have something to do with it. Got down to the police station straight away and they referred him to us." Finally, something on the case rather than uncooperative people and dead ends.

"Where is he?"

"He's in the conference room." Just as McGee answered, Tony and Ziva walked in and attempted to explain why they were late.

"Don't bother. DiNozzo, witness in the conference room. Go and find out what he knows. We might have a lead for the case." Gibbs ordered. Tony threw his gear down and headed to the conference room.

"Hi, I'm Very Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo." He got straight into introductions just as he was sitting down.

"Hi there, I'm Nate Phillips."

"We understand that you may have been a potential witness to a murder?"

"I think so, yeah."

"Could you explain what you saw?"

"Well, I work until quite late on Friday's and I always walk through Potomac to get home. So, I was walking through there last week and I heard this woman screaming at someone or something but I couldn't' see anyone with her. She was crouched down by the water. I thought she was just some crazy person. But then I saw on the news about that guy, Hector Merlo, and it seemed to add up to what was being reported. I headed to the police station as soon as I could."

"You did the right thing." DiNozzo nodded towards Nate. "What was she shouting? Do you remember?"

"Something about long distance and sleeping with other women."

"Right, and what time was this?"

"Well, I finished work at 9:45 so probably around 10ish?"

"Fits with the time of death. Did you manage to see the woman? I know it was probably quite dark but anything can help."

"I wasn't really that close to her and she was out of the street lamp, but she was probably around 5'4, average build. I can't really tell you much else because I couldn't see."

"Alright. Thank you for your co-operation, it's really helped. We appreciate you taking the time to talk to us."

"Yeah, no problem. Poor guy didn't deserve what he got. Anything to help you catch him." They both stood from their chairs and headed to the door.

"We'll be in touch should we need to ask you anything else." DiNozzo gestured for the man to go first through the door.

"Yeah of course, anything you need. Thanks." DiNozzo headed back to the bullpen and filled everyone in on what he'd been told.

"DiNozzo, McGee get to Moller's house and bring her in for questioning."

"Yes, Boss!" They said in unison as they headed to the lift.

DiNozzo and McGee got out of the Charger and walked on up to the front door of Moller's house. They knocked and waited for an answer.

"So how's life, Probie? Anything new going on?" DiNozzo questioned. McGee got deja vu from when Ziva started interrogating him last time they were here.

"It's good thanks, and not really." McGee decided to change the subject. "She's not here, is she?" They'd been waiting for at least a minute and she still hadn't answered.

"The curtains are open, have a look in. I'll go and check round the back." DiNozzo knocked at the back door but got no reply, and both doors were locked.

"Gibbs isn't going to be happy that we're coming back empty handed." McGee's face grew worried as he pictured Gibbs shouting at them.

"When is Gibbs ever happy?" DiNozzo asked rhetorically and McGee just shrugged as they got in the car.

McGee and DiNozzo parked the car and headed into the Navy Yard.

"I'm going straight to Abby. You owe me for being late this morning." McGee informed Tony before running to the elevator and watching it close as DiNozzo had just registered what he'd said.

"Damn it, McGee!" Tony muttered angrily to himself.

"Where the hell is Moller? And McGee?" Gibbs questioned as he glared at Tony.

"She wasn't there, Boss. McGee went to Abby." DiNozzo waited in anticipation for Gibbs' response.

"Right. Get a warrant to search her house." Gibbs ordered, surprisingly without an angry tone.

"On it, Boss!" Tony saluted jokingly as Gibbs rode the elevator down to the lobby.

"Psssttt." Tony aimed his 'discreet' noise towards Ziva. She looked up at him, un-amused but not able to hold back her smile.

"Nobody's here, why are you making stupid noises to attract my attention?" Ziva questioned Tony's immaturity. She loved it secretly though. DiNozzo thought for a few moments.

"You know, I'm not really sure." He chuckled at his own silliness which made Ziva laugh too. "Anyway, I asked McGee if he had anything new going on in his life at the moment, and obviously he said no. But when we got back he went straight to Abby. Admittedly he was getting me back for being late this morning, but I still think something suspicious is going on." He explained eagerly.

"I see. You're telling me this because?" Ziva sighed to hide the fact she quite enjoyed playing detective with her boyfriend. He looked at her with an offended glare. "What?! You told me to wait until they told us! That is what I'm doing."

"I know. But it's no fun waiting!" DiNozzo crossed his arms and had a brat-attack like a little kid.

"Hey." Tim said softly as he walked over to Abby.

"McGee!" Abby screamed excitedly and hugged him. Just as they parted from the hug, Abby kissed him.

"A bit risky, isn't it?" McGee smiled at the fact things weren't weird between them after what had happened. In fact, it was anything but weird. Their kiss at the bar had been a non-verbal communication that they were now dating.

"It's worth it." She winked and started typing. "So, I was thinking we should tell Ziva about us..." Abby was unsure of how McGee would react to her suggestion.

"What? Why?" McGee's voice raised in pitch.

"She's my best friend, Tim! It's so difficult not to tell her! You don't understand!" Abby pulled her 'grumpy' face.

"You're right. We can tell her if you want." McGee knew it was easier to just agree and he figured people would find out eventually.

"OH MY GOD! WHY IS IT SUCH A BAD IDE- wait, what? Did you just say we could tell her?" Abby's expression turned from anger to shock to happiness as McGee laughed and kissed her with a smile.

"What about Tony?"

"You know what he's like. We should tell Ziva first then him."

"Yeah. I can't wait for the teasing to happen." McGee replied sarcastically as his mind raced through the numerous things Tony would harass him about.

"He might not that be that bad..." Abby trailed off and bit her lip. She knew Tony would tease McGee endlessly – it was just his way of showing he cared.

"So what's the plan?"

"I invite Ziva out for lunch and we make some sort of plan so you turn up. Simple!"

"Simple? How is it going to be simple? You can't get Ziva without Tony. They're always together!"

"I'm sure we'll think of something." Abby hoped at least.

"This case should be over within the next day or so. We'll do it then?"

"Deal!" Abby wrapped her arms around Tim's neck and kissed him.

I hope you're enjoying so far. Like I already said, things really do pick up after this chapter. I've been writing a chapter every day and I'm enjoying it so much!

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