Their prisoner sleeping off the tranquiliser in the maximum security department of the psych ward at Bethesda, Gibbs pulled Tony into the 'conference room.' Wrapping his arms around his mid-section defensively Tony leant against the back wall of the elevator. Observing how closed off the younger man was becoming and, knowing that he wouldn't be able to use a frightened and insecure senior field agent, Gibbs gently smacked the back of Tony's head. Blinking several times to regain his focus Tony offered the older man a thankful smile and sighed.
"When I first left with the CIA I was taken to a special forces boot camp in the middle of nowhere," he began quietly. "I was in a group with the guys I shared my barracks with, he was a member of that group."
"Name?" Gibbs knew the conversation was difficult for him but it had to be had.
"Thomas Harvey," Tony informed.
"Do you think you can get him to talk to you?" Gibbs asked. "To tell you why he did it."
"I'm not sure," Tony admitted. "We weren't all that close, they called us a team but I already had a team here."
"C'mere," Gibbs opened his arms to the younger man.
Tony gladly accepted the invite, allowing Gibbs to hug him before pulling back and suggesting they get back to work. Taking in the younger man's expression, to make sure Tony was really alright, Gibbs nodded and re-started the elevator. They stepped out into the bull-pen together, both with their masks in place - the hard marine and the goofy ex-cop. The others looked over at them and as Tony moved to his seat Gibbs quickly filled them in on what little the knew. tony had only just re-took his seat when a call came in from Bethesda. Thomas Harvey had been found dead in his padded room. What had started as a simple missing persons case, before the scene on the rooftop, had turned into a suspiscious death.
Gibbs drove them out to the hospital. Thanks to his time working for the CIA Tony no longer had to hold on for grim death everytime his boss drove, somethng for which he was eternally grateful. The car screeched to a halt in Bethesda's parking lot and they all rushed inside, McGee looking decidedly peaky after Gibbs' driving.
Harvey was splayed out on the floor of his padded cell, a bullet in his brain. Whilst Gibbs interrogated the officers on duty, Tony snapped photos of the crime scene. He hadn't been particularly close to the other man, had in fact disliked him, but it was still odd seeing someone he knew dead, especially given the circumstances. Ducky arrived and took the man's liver temperature to determine the cause of death. The team quickly finished working the scene and Jimmy loaded the body onto the stretcher, so it could be taken back to NCIS for an autopsy.
Back at NCIS the team compiled everything they had learned. Ducky confirmed that the cause of death was a single gunshot wound to the head and reports put an unknown, white caucasian male in the hospital at the time of the man's murder. With next to know leads, and Abby surveying the CCTV footage to the hospital, Gibbs gave Tony an apologetic look.
"We're gonna have to go to the boot camp," the special agent stated.