I recently decided to start writing longer chapters, so here is my update.
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Booth had forgotten all about questioning Abby, too focused on finding the child.
"We need to get back to the Jeffersonian, Booth."
As they were walking away, Gibbs spoke up. "We'd like to assist on the case."
"I don't think that's a good idea, seeing as you have personal connections with her," Booth said.
"We've worked on the case of one of our own," Gibbs replied.
"Was it hard?"
"Yes, but we found the guy and dealt with him."
"By killing him," Tony muttered under his breath.
Gibbs heard, and gave him a hard slap on the back of the head.
"I deserved that," Tony said, rubbing his head.
"Do you and your team want to come with us to the Jeffersonian so we can tell you about our findings?" Brennan asked.
"First, I need to clear it with the Director." After a short phone call, of which Gibbs left Vance no time for objection, he said, "Let's go. LaBasca, you're with us."
The drive to the Jeffersonian was silent. Everybody was thinking about the death, the missing child.
Seeley and Temperance had never known the woman. But they wanted to solve the murder. And they were desperate to find the child. They both knew that a parent wants everything for their child.
The partners put their usual banter on hold, knowing the other needed to grieve.
Gibbs thought about his surrogate daughter. After all she had been through, she ended up murdered; at least that's what he thought. Her child was missing, the child she would never get to see grow up, would never be in her life. The child would grow up without a mother, her mother, if she ever got the chance to grow up. And if she did, her first memory would probably of what was happening to her now.
Tim thought of his partner, his friend. Of how she would normally stick up for him when Tony would tease him, although she would occasionally join in. He thought of the time she spent at NCIS. Of when they saved her from Somalia. Of the hell her father put her through. Of what she actually told them of her life before NCIS. Of the fact that she was a generally happy person, even after her hell of a life. Of the child she brought into the world. Of the end of her life.
Tony was busy thinking about the love of his life. He never told her, and now it was too late. He would never see her again. Only possibly see her in her child that they may never find. Their child. His and Ziva's child.
Jessie. A cute name. Jessie David-DiNozzo. That name was the only proof they had that she was his.
He couldn't help wondering what the little girl would look like. Who's eyes would she have? Who's smile? Would he ever get to know? He hoped so.
Everybody was thinking about her, everyone except LaBasca.
Penny never knew the woman. She didn't have any memories to think about. Most people would say she could at least think of solving the case and finding the child. Or the loss of the people she had worked with for years. But she wasn't.
Instead, she was wondering why they had squeezed six people into a five passenger vehicle.
Eventually, they made it to the Jeffersonian, where the six vacated the vehicle.
"The squinterns will be happy about meeting some outsiders," Booth spoke up, hoping he was right.
"Oh, so they're the opposite of Gibbs. Unless it's a redhead," Tony joked, receiving a headslap from said man. "Sorry boss."
Inside, Booth and Brennan tried to avoid the platform with the body on it while leading the way to Angela's office. They found Angela sitting on the floor with two children sitting in front of her. She was so focused on them, she didn't hear the group come in.
"Angela, what are they doing here, especially during an investigation?" Brennan asked, only sounding half annoyed.
"Miss Flowers had a family emergency, so Jack picked them up and brought them here."
"Tell him I appreciate that" Brennan said, bending over to pick up the little girl.
"Appreciate what?" Hodgins entered the office, stopping in his tracks when he saw the group.
"You picking up the kids," Temperance stated, offering no introductions.
"No problem. One of them is mine, anyway." He looked around, confused.
"They're working with us on the case," Booth said, seeing the expression on his face.
"Oh. Introductions?"
Booth turned to the NCIS team. "This is Dr. Jack Hodgins, our bug man. He has too many specialties to name off."
Angela cut him off. "And I'm his wife, Angela Montenegro, forensic artist. Who are you guys?"
"Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs, NCIS. The team leader."
"Very Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo, Senior Field Agent."
"Special Agent Timothy McGee, Junior Field Agent."
"Special Agent Penny LaBasca, Probationary Field Agent."
Gibbs' phone rang.
"Yeah, Gibbs."
A frantic voice said, "Gibbs! Where are you? You're not in the squad room!"
"Calm down, Abby. We're working on a case."
"What case? I never heard about a case."
"Got to go, Abbs." Gibbs hung up.
"Mommy, I'm hungry," the little boy sitting in front of Angela said to her.
"Jack, can you get Michael the pack of animal crackers from my purse?" she said to him.
"Sure," Hodgins said, looking terrified.
Shortly after, a teen entered the office.
"What are you doing here?" Booth questioned.
"School got off early and I was bored," the boy answered.
"There's sure a lot of stuff to do with kids happening now," Tony said. When he was given strange looks, he continued. "Ziva's, and possibly my kid disappears. The three kids in here. And it was the anniversary of Kelly's death a few days ago."
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