Chapter 5

Gibbs and Tony enter into the Forensics Lab where Abby, Jamie and Chioke are. Tony's eyes are immediately drawn over to Chioke, who is sleeping on the futon in front of the refrigerator. Tony just smiles as Chioke looks so peaceful sleeping there.

"Abs, what do you got for me?" Gibbs asked as he walks toward where the girls are.

"Jamie and I were teaching Kid some sign language. We also determined that he doesn't mind if he's called by his real name, or nickname. He likes both." Abby stated.

"He was trying so hard to keep his eyes open cuz he didn't wanna go to sleep. He doesn't seem to like sleeping." Jamie added.

"I meant in regards to the case." Gibbs said.

Gibbs advances toward Jamie at the same time Tony is. With his right hand, Gibbs grabs Tony's face in order to stop him. Gibbs' hand consumes Tony's face. Jamie giggles slightly. Tony's eyes look between Gibbs' fingers as he's being held back. Gibbs leans forward and kisses Jamie on the forehead. He then backs up, takes his hand off Tony's face to let him go. Tony now advances toward Jamie. He gives Jamie a quick kiss on the lips.

"Hello?! I do exist you know." Abby said.

Jamie now sticks her tongue out at Abby. Abby counters by sticking her tongue out at Jamie as well. Gibbs grabs both of their tongues.

"Don't force me to separate you two." Gibbs stated. He then lets go of their tongues and looks toward Abby. "Besides, they're married and I'm her father. We're related."

"So what you saying is… I just need to become part of the Gibbs family." Abby stated. "I hear you're available." Abby winks at Gibbs.

Jamie rolls her eyes as she can tell her father has a naughty thought running through his mind. Gibbs quickly snaps out of it.

"Anyway…" Gibbs changes the topic. "What do you got for me?"

"Unfortunately… Not much." Abby said. "From the road Brian Phillips was found on, Tony and Ziva brought back a couple candy wrappers, Dunkin Donuts napkins, a soda can and a stick with a dead squirrel on it."

Gibbs now looks at Tony for an explanation.

"Ziva shot the squirrel cuz it was stealing evidence. She thinks it may have swallowed something important." Tony stated.

"Ducky performed the autopsy to retrieve whatever your evidence thief ate." Jamie said.

"What was it?" Gibbs asked.

"Nothing that reveals the location of where Brian Phillips came from, but it is rather interesting." Abby stated.

"It was a crumpled up piece of newspaper from seven years ago. It was only the date of the newspaper and a small, upper portion of a photo under it." Jamie said.

"A lot of newspapers use the same writing style, but when under a microscope, and especially with testing the ink itself, there are significant differences. So I was able to track what newspaper this came from. And with the upper portion of a photo, not much to even know what the photo is, it helped in matching what page of the newspaper." Abby stated.

Jamie presses the enter button on the computer. Gibbs and Tony both look at the display screen on the wall.

"It's an article about Robert T. Williams, MD. A medical doctor highly skilled in four types of surgery; Plastic and Reconstructive surgery, Orthopedic surgery, Vascular surgery, and Neurosurgery." Abby proudly stated. "And on the newspaper piece, I was able to pull a fingerprint that belongs to Lieutenant Edward Collins."

"We got him." Tony said.

"No we don't." Gibbs said. "We need a hell of a lot more then this Abs."

"I mean, at least we have a good idea who…" Tony begins to say as he notices Gibbs is glaring at him. "I'll just shut up now."

"What about his personal affects?" Gibbs asked.

"The torn clothing came up with nothing. But I lifted fingerprints off the dog tags…" Abby begins to say.

"Let me guess… The fingerprints belong to Lieutenant Edward Collins." Gibbs stated.

"That they do." Abby said. "It's kinda weird when you think about it. The fingerprints I should've lifted from the dog tags should've been the fingerprints from the person who was holding it, Brian Phillips. But since his fingers aren't actually his…" Abby notices Gibbs is glaring at her. "Basically all we have is very circumstantial evidence that pretty much leaves us with nothing."

"What about the car they were last seen in?" Gibbs asked.

"It still hasn't arrived." Abby said.

"The only thing we have to rely on... Is the memory of someone who can't remember what happened." Tony stated.

"DiNozzo, find out everything you can about Doctor Robert T. Williams." Gibbs said.

Gibbs now walks away and out of the lab. The others are left wondering why Gibbs just suddenly left.

After a couple minutes, Tony, Jamie and Abby suddenly hear a loud thump as Chioke's hand hits the refrigerator. They all look over at him lying on the futon. Chioke is tossing and turning while still asleep. The expression on his face is that of pure anguish. Tony immediately runs over to him. Chioke begins to squeal, but it's only in short, little bursts of very low sounds. Tony kneels down and tries to wake him up. Jamie and Abby also run over to them.

"Chioke, wake up." Tony said as he shakes him.

Chioke's heart beats rapidly as his breathing becomes heavier. He continues the little squeals and the tossing and turning. In Chioke's mind, he hears the sound of guns firing. He then hears his mother say; 'Run Chioke! Run!'

Chioke tries to yell; 'Mommy!' but all Tony, Jamie and Abby hear is a brief squeal. His dream continues a little longer as Tony keeps trying to wake him up. In Chioke's mind, he hears the sound of one last gun-shot, then a splash of water.

Chioke finally wakes up and immediately grabs onto Tony. He wraps his arms around Tony's waist as tightly as he can. His heart continues to beat rapidly and his breathing is still heavy. With his head pressed against Tony's side, he begins crying. With forgetting he lost his voice due to a gun-shot injury, he tries calling out for his mother, but again, all Tony, Jamie and Abby hear are briefs squeals. Jamie, who is sitting at Tony's right-side, begins to gently wipe Chioke's tears away. Jamie sees the fear in his eyes. She can tell, whatever he was dreaming about, was more then just a dream, it was a nightmare.