Summary: Some new leads are exposed in the case.

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own Buffy nor NCIS.

A/N: Sorry for the huge delay!! I feel really bad!! I have some new ideas floating around in my head right now, so the next update should be much quicker. Hope you like the chapter! This one is not betaed, sorry, the next one I will, I just wanted to get this one out quick.

------------------------CHAPTER 7--------------------New Leads Give New Possibilities

"Do you recognize this man?" Gibbs asked as he slammed the photograph of Corporal Hawkins on the table in front of Carlos Ramirez.

"Maybe," Carlos answered as he slouched back in his chair after examining the photograph. "Where am I supposed to know him from?"

"A couple of nights ago, Jillian's bar, Norfolk," Gibbs answered.

"Ah, yes, the bastard tried to steal my girl and I gave him a piece of my mind, that's all," Carlos said with a smile.

"Does a piece of your mind mean stabbing out his eyes, slitting his throat and leaving him by a dumpster?" Gibbs continued, leaning forward across the table.

"Of course not Agent Gibbs. I'm not a murderer. I just roughed him up a little bit, threw a few punches. Guy wasn't worth killing for," Carlos said as he smiled and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"Do you have any substantial evidence keeping my client here Special Agent Gibbs, or can he leave?" the lawyer asked, annoyed.

"I have a witness who has you walking back with Corporal Hawkins after you were thrown out of the bar. Want to explain that Mr. Ramirez?" Gibbs interrupted, both answering the lawyer's question and finishing his interrogation at the same time.

"I came in the back way. I had left my wallet in that room I had paid for in the back of the club and I went back in to get it. Hawkins spotted me I guess, came over and followed me into the back room, trying to apologize. I told him to shove off and leave me alone, and I left. End of story, good bye. Never saw him again," Carlos finished. He then rolled his eyes, sighed, and leaned towards Gibbs, "Look, if anyone was gonna kill that bastard, it would be Mr. Shifty Eyes. This guy that sits in the back of the bar drinkin' and never talkin' to no one. He and Hawkins were having a pretty heated discussion that night about something."

"Does Mr. Shifty Eyes have a name?" Gibbs asked.

"Hell if I know, I've never talked the guy, nor would I ever. Can I go now?" he finished.

"Can you describe him at all," Gibbs asked, ignoring the question.

"Hell, I never gave that guy a second look. And he always sat in the shadows. Again, can I go now?" Carlos asked, annoyed.

"Special Agent Gibbs my client has…" the lawyer started before Gibbs cut him off by standing up and walking out the door.

"McGee, please escort Mr. Ramirez and his lawyer out of the building?" he said, walking straight past Buffy, McGee, Ziva, and Tony.

"Sure thing boss," McGee answered, walking into the interrogation room.

Buffy, Ziva, and Tony followed Gibbs into the bullpen where Gibbs sat down at his desk.

"You three, go back to the bar and talk to the owner about this Shifty Eyes guy and find a name," Gibbs barked out. When the three stood there looking at him for a second he looked up again and shouted, "Now!"

"On it boss," three voices chorused as guns, badges and bags were grabbed. The three of them then quickly made there way to the elevator and down it.

"So, Miss Summers, what do you…" Tony began as they walked through the parking lot to the car.

"Give it a rest, Tony," Ziva interrupted. "Besides, don't you have a date with Faith tonight, not Buffy?"

"I have to test the probbie Ziva, being the senior field agent and all," Tony answered, acting hurt, but hiding back a smile.

"Awww, poor Tony," Buffy said, also hiding back a grin she patted Tony on the cheek, actually breaking into a grin when he flinched. "So many girls, such little time to flirt."

"Hey," Tony answered, "that is so not true."

"I'll drive," Ziva then interrupted as they walked up to the car.

"Ahhh, Ziva, no," Tony started to say when Ziva again interrupted him.

"Tony, I'm not that bad. I've gotten better," she said as she clambered into the driver's seat and Buffy beat Tony to the passenger's seat. She then grinned sweetly at him as he slid past to the back seat.

A wild car ride later, Buffy stumbled out of the passenger's seat, grabbing onto the car to steady herself. "Alright, anyone who ever criticizes my driving again gets a car ride with Ziva," she said, looking slightly pale.

"I can remember a few near misses the other day from you Buffy," Ziva answered. "Look who's calling the pot black."

"That's look who's the pot calling the kettle black, Zee-vah," Tony corrected.

"Whatever," Ziva said exasperatedly.

"Ah, Special Agent DiNozzo, Summers and Officer David. Two visits in one day. What can I do for you this time?" the bar owner asked, walking around a few customers to stand by the NCIS officers.

"We're looking for another man, this time a man who seems to be a regular and sits in the corner never talking to anyone?" Buffy asked when both Ziva and Tony slightly pushed her forward, trying to give her more experience.

"Oh yeah, I know him. Don't know his name though. He's sitting right there actually," he said as he pointed into the corner at a young man slouched in a chair in the corner. His eyes were darting around the room, never still, and they were slightly narrowed suspiciously at everyone in the room. His eyes suddenly alighted on the NCIS officers, and he tensed up and looked ready to run, but didn't move. Buffy tensed up at the same time, as did Ziva and Tony, but she did for more than just readying herself to run. If it wasn't for the sun outside, Buffy would have pegged the guy to be a vampire. He was making her spidey sense tingle, and his definitely shifty eyes were setting her on edge. He reminded her strongly of Ethan Rayne, and she didn't like it. As Tony and Ziva walked over to the table, Buffy glanced around the room and was surprised when she spotted Faith over by the bar, flirting with the bartender. Actually, she was surprised Tony hadn't spotted her. Telling her partners that she would catch up with them, she walked over to Faith.

"Starting partying a little early aren't ya Faith?" Buffy asked as she came and stood next to Faith, grinning at her.

"Never too early to start partyin' B. You shoulda know that," Faith answered with a grin as she turned to her sister slayer. "Decided with the sun goin' down earlier, I'd get some fun in before my big date," she finished with a predatory grin. "What's up? 'Cause I know that you wouldn't be leaving Officer David and very Special Agent DiNozzo over there unless you had somethin' on your mind."

"You see that guy they're talking to?" Buffy asked nodding to Mr. Shifty Eyes. Faith nodded, cocking an eyebrow. "Have you gotten any weird vibes from him?"

"Oh, totally Buff. I thought it was just me, but I've been keeping an eye on him. Gives me the wiggins, ya know?" Faith answered.

Buffy nodded, "Me too. I can't put my finger on it."

Suddenly, the man jumped out of his seat and started running. "Oh, we've got a runner," Buffy said as she started sprinting after the man as he ran out of the door into the dying sunlight, Faith, Tony, and Ziva hot on her heals. He skidded around a corner as he did a quick turn, but on a last minute whim, Buffy dove and rugby tackled him to the ground. Ziva and Faith came skidding up beside her, Tony just behind. Ziva handcuffed him while Buffy held him down and Tony read him his rights.

"Resisting arrest, that's a big mistake there big guy," Tony finished as Buffy and Ziva dragged him up.

"Nice goin'!" Faith commented with a grin at the team. "Gotta say I'm impressed."

Tony noticed Faith for the first time and then smiled his huge grin. "Hey! Still on for tonight?" he asked.

"Course, wouldn't miss it," Faith winked at him, then moved off back to the club.

"Nice running there Summers!" Tony then commented as they walked back to the car, Mr. Shifty Eyes squirming between Ziva and Buffy.

"Nice tackle," Ziva added with a grin.

"I try. I don't usually like to go for the flare, but you know, it's fun sometimes," Buffy answered, smirking.

"I didn't do anything!" their captive then yelled angrily, glaring at all of them. "Let me go!"

"You ran smart one!" Tony answered. "If that's not a guilty move then I don't know what is!" He then pulled out his cell phone and punched a few buttons and held the phone up to his ear. "Hey boss? Yeah, we got him. We're bringing him in now."

Tony opted to sit in the back with their captive while Buffy took control of the wheel and let Ziva be the passenger.

"I didn't do anything!" the captive kept yelling until both Buffy and Ziva turned around and yelled "SHUT UP!" with their angry faces. He didn't talk again the whole ride, but hid in the corner of the car.

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