Chapitre Six: Dossier Fermée

"So you are Special Agent Gibbs," Darren hissed as Gibbs walked into interrogation.

Gibbs sat down in front of him, not saying a word. The Gibbs technique, works every time.

"They tell me you have my son." He said simply, "Give him back to me."

"I can't do that." Gibbs told him.

"Why not? He's mine! I am his father! I-"

"I can't do that because you are going to jail for murdering your wife."

"Ha! Her? I didn't murder her! Who told you I did? Izzy? Izzy is a compulsive liar. Didn't you check her medical records? I came home that night and my house was boarded off. When I finally tried to come here, to see what was going on, some lunatic ran into my car. I turned my self in you bastard! Would I turn myself in if I was a murder?"

Behind the one-way mirror, Ducky, Ziva, Tony, and Jen stood watching. McGee was watching the kids. Everyone looked at Ducky when the medical records were mentioned.

Calmly Ducky told them, "I checked her medical records before I started the examination. They said nothing about being a compulsive liar."

"You're sure Dr. Mallard?" Jenny asked.

"Yes, I'm very sure."

"You don't believe me, do you?" Darren asked.

Gibbs shook his head. "Nope."

"Why not?"

"Because. You seem more likely to be a liar then that sweet little girl. Plus I know for a fact the police dragged you in here. You didn't turn yourself in."

Darren laughed. "So, becoming attached are you? I thought part of being a special agent was not getting attached."

"You're never going to get those children back," Gibbs growled at him.

"That's what you think. I'm innocent, and you can't prove otherwise."

"No?"

"No."

Gibbs handed him a piece of paper.

"What's this?" Darren asked.

"It's a warrant. I need your DNA, and I need it now."

Gibbs gestured behind him at the mirror, signalling for Abby to come in. It was only a few seconds before the door into the interrogation room opened and Abby stepped in. She looked afraid, but Gibbs gave her a reassuring look and she pulled out the swab.

"Open up," she told him.

He didn't turn his gaze from Gibbs.

"You heard the girl." Gibbs said, his voice steady, "Open up."

"And what if I don't?" Darren asked him, testing his limits.

"Then we put you in jail. If you're not guilty then why are you resisting?"

Darren opened his mouth.

Abby swiped it quickly and left. "I'll run this…" she trailed off on her way out.

"If we match that to the semen we found inside Izzy, we'll throw you in jail and you will never see those kids again." Gibbs told him.

"Semen inside Izzy?! What are you talking about?"

"What is Izzy's 'bedtime medicine'?"

He laughed. "She told you about that? It's a fucking vitamin. A vitamin! That's it!"

"I don't believe you." Gibbs told him. "We think you drugged her. We think you drugged her and then raped her. A four year old! What is wrong with you?!"

"I would never hurt that little girl!"

"Then your DNA will rule you out." Gibbs got up to leave.

"Where are you going?!"

"To check on Izzy and Liam."

"Can I leave?"

Gibbs laughed. "No, you're going to sit right here until I find a way to throw your ass in jail."

He slammed the door on his way out.

He went straight down to Abby's lab.

"Jethro I just go the tox screen back, flunitrazepam! That's what he was using!" Abby tried so hard not to cry. "It-It's more commonly known as a date rape drug and is sometimes used to cure insomnia. He-he was giving her lots of it each night, so she didn't wake up. Do you know what this stuff can do to her?"

"At least she doesn't know it happened to her Abbs," Gibbs tried to comfort. It didn't work. He pulled her into his arms for a hug. "It's ok. She's going to be ok." He kissed her hair and she pulled away.

"But Gibbs! Taking her off of this stuff abruptly, like we did, could cause seizures! She didn't sleep last night, at all, that's because taking her off the stuff causes insomnia! It could also cause extreme anxiety and psychosis!"

Gibbs looked worried, but was trying not to show it. "Abbs, she is going to be ok, I promise you. Ducky said she seemed fine when he did the examination, I'm sure we'll be able to help her get through this." He kissed the top of her head again.

"The DNA test will take a few hours, at least." She sighed. "There's not a lot we can do now except wait."

"Where is Izzy?"

"She's with McGee, in the bullpen."

Gibbs nodded. "I'm going to go check on her…" He started to walk away.

"Awe, aren't you all cute and protective." Abby teased.

Gibbs shot her a look and she laughed.

"I'm just kidding," she told him, and kissed him.

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Four hours later or so, Abby's computer beeped.

The DNA test was done.

Abby took a deep breath. She couldn't look. If it was Darren, she'd kill him herself. And if it wasn't… well she didn't want to think about that.

Gibbs walked into the lab then. "Any news Abbs?"

"The DNA test is complete."

"And?"

"I don't know yet."

"I thought you said it was done?"

"It is, but I can't look."

"Oh. Abbs, here, let me look."

He came up behind her and put his hands on her waist. He kissed her hair and looked over at the computer screen. Darren Kaelak's DNA was a match.

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"You bastard!" Gibbs yelled, coming back into interrogation.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, what did I do?" Darren asked calmly, putting his hands up in the air.

"You know what you did." Gibbs threw the paper with the match at him.

"What's this?"

"How could you hurt such an innocent little girl?"

"I didn't hurt anyone!"

"Even if we can't get you for the murder, we have you for sexual assault on a four year old! That will hold you long enough for us to prove you murdered your wife!"

"What is this?" Darren asked, gesturing at the paper.

"It shows that your DNA matches the semen found inside Izzy." The words tasted disgusting in Gibbs' mouth.

Darren was silent for once.

"Arrest him," Was all Gibbs said.

"You can't prove anything!"

"We just did."

Darren was taken out of the room. Gibbs sighed. Another case solved.

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"Ducky, what can we do to help Izzy?" Gibbs asked. They were sitting in the bullpen, eating pizza. Abby was feeding Liam and Izzy was eating her cut up pizza over by Tony.

"Well, I know it's hard Jethro, but I think you need to start giving her a little bit of Flunitrazepam each night. Slowly get her off of it. You should take her into a paediatrician. They would help you. They would tell you how much you need to give her each night, and give you a prescription."

"I just don't want her having seizures like that."

"It scared you, didn't it, Jethro?" Ducky asked.

Gibbs didn't say anything. "I'm not going to lose these kids."

"Take her in tomorrow, ok?"

Gibbs nodded. He glanced down at his watch. "Abbs, it's almost 20h00, lets get these kids home and into bed."

She nodded at him and placed Liam into his car seat. She did up the little straps and placed a blanket on top of him.

"Izzy, sweetie, it's raining still, where's your jacket?" Gibbs asked.

"I dunno." She shrugged.

"Do you remember where you took it off?" Gibbs asked her.

"Umm…" She thought about it for a moment. "I think I left it in Abby's lab…"

"Yes, Izzy, I hung it up on the back of the chair in the lab. I'll go get it." Abby told them, and ran down to the lab to retrieve the jacket.

"Jethro, can I talk to you for a minute?" Jen asked.

"I'm a bit busy at the moment, Jen. I need to get the kids home and to bed."

"It'll just take a second."

Gibbs looked around at the team. Tony jumped in, "Don't worry boss, I'll look after the kids."

"Thanks DiNozzo." Gibbs said and went up to Jenny's office.

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"Jethro, I've been thinking… You're right. I am jealous. I don't know why. I mean, we're over. We've been over for years, but… I always thought there was something between us… and maybe that something would someday turn into what we had in France." Jenny rambled.

"Jen, where is this coming from?"

"I don't know. What I'm trying to say is I'm sorry. I would never split you two up. You work amazingly together. This team is like a family, and I'm not too blind to realize that. Splitting you up would just be… It would be like… do you remember Full House?"

Gibbs looked confused, but nodded.

"Do you remember that one episode where they were going to sell the house? And they were all going to move their separate ways?"

"Actually, I do…"

"Well do you remember how Michelle finally brought everyone back to their senses? How they didn't move because they wouldn't be together anymore? Moving you or Abby would be like breaking up the Full House family."

"Jen, have you been drinking?"

Director Shepard looked over at her desk, where a half empty bottle of Gin sat. "No?"

Gibbs shook his head. "I accept your apology Jen. Is that all you brought me up here for?"

"Oh, I also wanted to tell you that Izzy and Liam are welcome to come to work with you and Abby. Until they become more comfortable with the two of you, that is. You don't want to go dumping them in some daycare right away. There is always someone here that can watch them."

"Thanks Jen. But really, I have to go now..."

She nodded and smiled. "Goodbye Jethro."

"Goodbye Jen."

They hugged and Gibbs left.

Jen began to cry. She had her chance. She left him. There was nothing she could do now. There was no point wallowing, there was no point making his life miserable. This was her choice, and now, she had to deal with the consequences.

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