Yeah, it's me again. Sorry about not updating again, but I had no clue how to write down what all I want to happen. So yeah, I'm still trying to work out a few things, hope you forgive me for taking so long to update. Sorry!

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"Yessir…yessir…yessir…yessir…no sir…yessir…got it boss. Okay." Kate didn't know how long she had been sitting there. How long she had been holding her eyes half-open, wishing Tony would just hurry up. How long…SLAM.

"Well?" she asked, rubbing her eyes as Tony sighed. He wasn't reaching for the keys, something was wrong.

"He wants us to find out more from that kid." He muttered, staring out the front windshield. "He wants us to badger the kid into telling us all he knows and finding out everything we could about what he saw." Tony sighed and rubbed his head. "I don't think Gibbs realizes that we are harassing a 10-year-old."

Kate just shook her head. "No, he realizes that we are talking to a child. This must be our only lead." Tony shook his head again, looking up to the door.

"So…we wait until he has to leave?"

Kate shrugged. "It can't take too long, right? The kid has to leave sooner or later. Right?"

Tony nodded, shifting down in his seat to become more comfortable. "It's just…"

"Wake me up when he leaves." Kate told him, turning to her side and letting her eye-lids close.

"Fine." Tony muttered. "But…" but it was no use, she was asleep. Tony, after staring at her for a few more minutes than necessary, shook his head. Could she really be that tired? Oh well, now for his least favorite part of the job. No one really knew how boring stakeouts really were. Nothing like the movies. Ohh, but this reminded him of that 1978 movie.

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Nick was really in the best mood the whole time, and Warrick had some idea of why. The car ride had been in silence, Warrick driving and Nick pouting in the corner. Well, it wasn't really pouting. It was more of just refusing to talk because he hadn't gotten his way. Nick really didn't pull off as the silent one.

"Alright man, what's up?" the drive was going to be too long to have it spent in silence. Even the radio wasn't helping. Nick sighed, shifting in his chair. "Nick, what's up?" Warrick asked again, keeping his eyes on the road.

After a moment of silence, Nick sighed again. "Warrick, what do you think of Agent Todd?"

'So that's what this is all about.' Warrick thought with a smile. "She's professional. Pretty nice, and has one hell of a butt. Why?"

Nick shook his head, smiling at Warrick's comment. "I'm not exactly sure."

"Well." Warrick said, still smiling slightly. "If you acting like this because we didn't all get to go check on this revolver thing Dinozzo found, and deciding that pouting like a three-year-old is going to make it better, I'd have to say that you need to grow up and ask her out as soon as this is over." Warrick knew a bit more about women than Nick did, or at least, he wanted to think he did. "Take her out on the town, show her the sights of Vegas, do something. But after we get this done."

'That was kind of blunt.' Nick thought, staring at Warrick, and then shrugging. "Fine. I will. But that means we have to finish this, don't we?" Warrick nodded and Nick just shook his head and smiled. "Then could we actually get there?"

Warrick looked over to Nick, raising an eyebrow. "We'll get there, within the speed-limit."

"Fine."

The driver just smiled and shook his head. 'It's nice to know that's over with. The air was so thick in here you could have cut it with a knife. But at least it's all worked out.' If only he had known this wasn't the whole problem.

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"You've got to be kidding me."

"What's wrong with them? They've got some good-"

"No. Just no. I actually thought we might have had something in common here."

"Have you ever heard a song by them?"

"No."

"Then at least try one. You never know, I might open a door to some new-"

"Fine, fine. I'll try it. But don't get ahead of yourself."

There was a click, and music familiar to Greg's ear's drifted through the room. Well, not necessarily drifted. More so bounced around, the guitars and any other instrument the band had wanted to use creating a beat.

"I never would have thought a Christian band would sound like this." Abby muttered, uncrossing her arms from across her chest.

Greg shrugged, smiling. "It's Relient K, they're pretty good."

"I'd have to agree." Abby said, defeated, but still slightly happy. "This is quite interesting."

"And I've contrived some sort of a plan to help my fellow man."

"See? I told you-"

"Don't even say it." Abby muttered, giving him a glare.

"But-"

"No."

Greg heaved a sigh, walking back over to where Abby was looking into his microscope. Abby held her hand up to keep him from coming too close. "What's this?" she asked, keeping her eyes staring down into the viewers.

Though slightly surprised at her need to keep the distance, Greg looked up at the screen. "That? I'd have to say that is…"

"No! I know what it is! I have to talk to Gibbs!" Abby started, jumping up from her seat and running out of the door. "This could seriously be-" but before she could finish, the door shut itself between them. Abby, running down the hallway looking for Gibbs, Greg sitting, dumbfounded at what just happened as the music continued to surge through the room.

"So I may understand the complex infrastructure known as the female mind"

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Walking down the hallway, one would not expect anything bad to happen. Especially when that hallway was right in the middle of a police station. But, this hallway was the site of something that caught the victim so off-guard that he did the one thing that bugs him the most in the world. It surprised him so much; he did the one thing that he could kill from without a purpose. He had spilt his coffee.

"Oh my god." Abby said, her eyes as large as silver dollars and her mouth wide open. "I am so sorry Gibbs. You have no idea how sorry I am." The gothic scientist told her boss, her hands up trying her best to help. But then again, when did spreading whatever you just spilled make the situation better?

Gibbs just stared. First at his shirt, then at the person who had caused this catastrophe. 'Count to ten.' He told himself. 'Count to ten and take a deep breath.'

'One.'

"Gibbs! Oh my god!"

'Two.'

"I was so careless!"

'Three.'

"I should have been watching where I was going!"

'Four.'

"Here…let…me…help…you…"

'Five. You know what? Screw ten, five's good for me.' "Abby." Gibbs hissed through clenched teeth. "There had better be a good reason for this." 'Breathe.'

"Oh, right! Well, you see…" the hyper scientist, though shocked by her encounter, smiled. "I think I might have some idea to what is going on."

Gibbs rolled his eyes, turning on his heels and walking straight back to the rest room. He needed to get cleaned up.

"Wait! Gibbs!" Abby started, following him. "You see, I was double checking this particle found on the Safe-Key holder thing that was sitting outside the door. You know, with the key missing? Well, I was running some diagnostics over it, trying to find out where it came from and…

Reaching the door, Gibbs threw it open. Turning once again to look at Abby. "How is this important?" he asked, his eyes throwing daggers at the girl standing before him.

"Well, the dirt…urm…it has the same properties as the dirt we found in that one case with Aerie!"

Gibbs froze. No, no this couldn't be. Why would he be here? Why would he be here? In Vegas? That was prosperous. "Abby…"

"No! Gibbs! It's almost identical! You know, that lotion type stuff he uses that we found out at the last thing? It's his! I would know the chemical make-up anywhere!" Abby was nodding her head, over and over again.

Gibbs sighed, is breath was shaking from anger. "Abby, I'm going to have to talk about this with you when I get cleaned up."

Abby nodded again, taking a step backwards. "I'll be back in the room with Greg." She saluted and walked off, some-what of a bounce in her step.

The older marine shook his head, looking down at his once coffee-free clothes. If what she said about Aerie was true, he might forgive her for spilling his coffee…maybe.

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"Kate."

Nothing but the constant noise of her breathing.

"Kate."

Still nothing.

"KATE!"

"What?" startled, Kate sat up from her seat, her hand instinctively reaching for her gun as her eyes darted around. Tony sat back into his seat with a coy smile, pointing to the door. "He's on his way to take his little sister to the park."

Kate's eye twitched as she looked back at her 'partner'. He just HAD to wake her up by screaming in her ear. Perfect. Yawning, she opened her door. "So we follow him?"

"Do you want to get sued?" Tony asked, raising an eyebrow. "Talking to a minor without parental supervision won't get us anything."

Kate blinked a couple of times after this comment. Pausing, then turning to face Tony. "Are you…what the heck…what's with?"

"I'm kidding." Tony said with a smile. "Jeez, loosen up." Kate frowned, hitting him on the back of the head.

"Not funny."

"Oh you know it was." Tony said with another smile. "Don't even try to tell me it wasn't." But the look he got from her wasn't exactly what he was hoping for, so he just decided to hurry on out of the car and after the boy.

Kate just shook her head and followed. This was going to take forever.

And of course, Tony already took off after the boy. Way to jump into a situation, Tony. Great Job. Messaging her temples, Kate followed, slowly catching up with Tony and the boy, Mike. But was he serious what he said? They'd have to get an exact answer from him. Not only to make sure they have some more of a lead, and so they could stop badgering a kid.

At least her headache was going away.

For now.

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Phew, I got it done. Sorry if it seems rushed. Next chapter already most of the way done, so it shouldn't take as long. PLEASE REVIEW. That is all.