When they got to the car Ziva took the front seat next to Gibbs who was driving, Tony got in behind Gibbs in the backseat together with McGee. Tim set up his laptop, and started to pull up information about the Engberg case. Lieutenant Kristoffer Engberg had been stationed at one of the Navy's research vessels, which was in port in Washington, when the Lieutenant suddenly disappeared. The captain on the vessel had contacted NCIS just a couple of hours after the time the Lieutenant had said he would be back. Engberg worked at a classified research project, and the team found out that he had gone missing because of something he had found out in his research. When they interviewed a former college of Engberg they started to suspect that Engberg was hiding the real results of the research from his employers. They hadn't found out why, but one theory was that he might try to sell it to an activist group called Enheten, but so far it seemed like the Lieutenant just laid low, and the teams check-up on Enheten showed that also their activity was low. This had happened three months ago. They had spent almost two weeks on the case, finally having to give up in the search for Lieutenant Engberg and the missing research results.

"I thought the cottage was already checked when we first looked for Engberg. Then we had the locals to check it out. Why are we going all the way there now Gibbs?"

Ziva asked, fastening her seat belt tighter as Gibbs made a sharp turn out from the parking garage.

"The anonymous call came to the research vessel, and the caller asked specifically if NCIS could handle it. And that is what we are doing now."

"But Boss, it's like three hours drive there, and we don't even know if he really are there. It just sounds like a big waste of time, if it turns out that the cottage is empty."

"Well DiNozzo, if you rather would go back to the office and finish your report I can drop you of at the next buss stop."

"Oh no Boss, I'm fine. This is like a road trip. That's always nice. A few good movies comes to mind actually..."

"Oh no, please Tony"

Ziva sighed, and to her surprise DiNozzo actually went silent. They drove in silence for a while. McGee read about the all the details about the Engberg once more, and decided to pull up more information about the cottage.

Tony didn't feel all that well. He had a strange feeling in his stomach that wouldn't go away. He was use to the feeling whenever he was in the backseat and Gibbs was driving, but this was a bit different. He thought it was a bit too early; they had only been on the road for 20 minutes. He put his hands to his face, and kept them there for a while, and then rubbed his forehead. He was developing a headache too. He decided to try to get some sleep instead, but just as he was starting to relax a bit Gibbs' voice reached him.

"Hey DiNozzo, check out if Engberg's wife or his family has had any unusual activity on their bank accounts."

"Sure thing Boss."

He reached down for his bag, which were by his feet, but as he did so a wave of nausea hit him. He got the bag and quickly leaned back on his seat and closed his eyes, fighting the nausea. He swallowed a few times and then it was gone. He looked at his team members; none of them had seemed to notice. He got out his laptop, and turned it on, waited for it to start, and then pulled up the right files. It was a lot to go through and his head wouldn't stop pounding. He tried to focus on the text on the screen in front of him, but he found it to be hard. He kept loosing where he was, and had to start over. On top on that the longer he read, or tried to read, the more nauseous he was becoming. What is going on with me, he thought. Then the nausea hit him again, he had to throw up!

"Oh hey, Boss, can you stop the car?"

He panted, trying to sound as normal as he could. Like there was nothing special going on, like he just wanted to stretch his legs. Gibbs threw a glance back at his senior field agent. The younger man was sweating, breathing deep through his mouth. He looked back on the road, saw a bus stop, smiled, and then pulled over.

"Thank you Boss."

DiNozzo quickly went out of the car, and found a trashcan next to a phone booth, that he used to empty his stomach content.

Afterwards he slowly stood up and saw a couple of kids standing a next to the phone booth looking at him. He smiled and nodded to them, then went back to the car. He got in, pushed his laptop closer to McGee and sat down heavily.

"You okay Tony?"

McGee asked him. Tony noticed that he pushed a bit farther away from him.

"Yeah, I'm super McGee. Just had something bad in my lunch I guess. You can keep on going now Boss."

He swallowed a few times trying to get the taste from vomit out of his mouth. He reached carefully for his backpack, and pulled out the water bottle and drank a bit. It did help a bit, thou he still felt a bit queasy. He leaned back and closed his eyes again.

Gibbs watched him in the rear-view mirror. He didn't look that well. Gibbs knew that DiNozzo had a thing for always getting carsick, but this was unusually fast. They hadn't even gotten out of the city yet. He decided to let it be for now, but something in his gut told him that it was going to be a long drive.