Wow, so I haven't updated in a little bit. Wednesday through Friday was just crazy and yesterday I got the call to be an "emergency bridesmaid" (Don't ask.). Things have just been crazy busy.

This summer I'll probably update frequently because my family isn't really planning any vacations and though I'll hang out with my friends a lot, I will make time for updating.

Disclaimer Yeah, I don't own NCIS.

Bits Of Information

"I do not think she did it." Ziva announced. Team Gibbs was sitting in a circle, discussing the case.

"I second that." Tim agreed.

"You don't count, McBiased. You're her God-father; you believe she hasn't done anything wrong." Tony objected.

"That's not true." Tim argued.

"Enough! I will have Gibbs slap you two if you keep arguing." Ziva shouted. "Gibbs, do you think she did it."

"No, she didn't do it." Gibbs said. Tony smirked at the thought that only himself thought Emma was guilty.

"See, Tony? Even Gibbs believes that Emma is innocent!" Tim grinned.

"I also think she's hiding something." Gibbs admitted before going back to the interrogation room.

"What now? In your face!" Tony smiled. Tim rolled his eyes and followed Gibbs.

"You are such a child." Ziva scoffed.

In the interrogation room, Emma sat humming to herself when Gibbs burst through the door.

"Hello?" Emma said awkwardly.

"You didn't do it." Gibbs stated.

"Finally, someone who believes me." Emma muttered.

"But you're also hiding something." Gibbs observed. Emma shifted comfortably.

"There's something I should probably tell you." Emma whispered. Gibbs waited.

"Well actually there are two things I should tell you. First off, I heard Isaac shouting at someone the day before he died."

"Who was he shouting at?"

"He was on his cell phone, so I couldn't tell. I saw him grocery shopping and he was just standing in the middle of the frozen food isle, shouting at someone over the phone." Emma told Gibbs.

"Do you remember anything he said?" Gibbs hoped. Emma dropped her head and started to think.

"Yeah, I think he said 'That is none of your business. Who are you anyway?'" Emma remembered.

"Around what time was this?"

"About four in the afternoon. I was getting some shopping done before I went to work." Emma admitted. "Oh, and about the second thing-"Gibbs was out of the door before she could finish the sentence.

Abby was finishing up her Caf-Pow! when Gibbs rudely interrupted her.

"What do you got, Abs?" Gibbs wondered.

"Not enough Caf-Pow! And too much energy." Abby joked.

"I meant about the case." Gibbs stated.

"I got a partial fingerprint match. The finger from which the print came from belongs to one Demetri Reynolds." Abby informed him. "He goes to the same collage as Emma and is her current lab partner."

"That's good. I need you to check Isaac Locke's phone records from the day before he was murdered." Gibbs demanded.

"Check and check." Abby typed furiously. "It says here that he got a phone call at 4:11 that day from… Demetri Reynolds." Gibbs headed back up to the interrogation room.

"Does the name Demetri Reynolds sound familiar to you?" Gibb asked, once he entered the room.

"Yeah, that's my lab partner. He's a little strange but other than that he's cool. Really protective though." Emma scoffed.

"What do you mean by 'strange'?"

"Like he always wanted to know where I was going, who I was going with, and excreta." Emma rolled her eyes.

"Do you know where he is now?" Gibbs hoped.

"Well today is Thursday around three in the afternoon. He's probably hanging out in the quad, watching pirated movies, like he always does." Emma answered.

"Oh yeah, what was that second thing you had tell me?" Gibbs asked, suddenly remembering.

"Oh, it can wait." Emma squirmed. Gibbs gave her his famous stare, prompting her to stare at the table.

"What is it that you want to tell me?"

"It's pretty random, but I thought you might want to know because you're probably wondering about my dad." Emma whispered.

"And why is it important right now?"

"It's important because you were probably wondering why Tim was so excited to see me. That and you guys probably came to the conclusion that I came to him so he could protect me." Emma replied.

"Ok, I'm waiting."

"I came to see Tim because he's my dad."

/NCIS kicks butt!/

Tony and Ziva stood in the observation room, open-mouthed and staring at Tim.

"She is your daughter, yes?" Ziva asked. Tim silently nodded.

"Oh man, Gibbs is going to kill you. But I can't believe you actually have a kid! Let alone a 17 year old kid!" Tony exclaimed.

"That is why you were so biased." Ziva noticed. Before Tim could respond, Gibbs came rushing in.

"McGee, come with me. There's something we need to discuss." Gibbs informed him. Tim gulped, dreading the coming talk, but he followed Gibbs to the elevator. Once inside the elevator, Gibbs turned the power off.

"You have a daughter? And you didn't say anything because?" Gibbs glared at Tim.

"Because she was a suspect! If I said anything, we wouldn't have gotten the case! The director would've assigned it to another team and I had to know what happened!" Tim explained.

"I wouldn't have told the director. But you should have told me." Gibbs muttered.

"I couldn't take a chance on Emma, Boss. She's my daughter and I haven't seen her in like 16 years. When she became a suspect, I absolutely had to know what happened."

"Apology accepted." Gibbs relented. "But why haven't you seen her in 16 years?"

"It's a long story."