Author's Note: So here is chapter 2. I finally found a place to stop it at. Sorry for the delay!
Sarah walked into the lab to hear Android Lust playing in the background. "Hey Abbs."
Abby looked up from the computer by the MasSpec. "Hey Sarah. I probably shouldn't have told Gibbs but he gave me that look and I…"
"It's ok. Anything I can help with?"
"Glad you asked. You can start by searching through the laptop for anything important."
"My favorite." Sarah logged onto the computer beside the microscope and started searching through a copy of the laptop's hard drive. "I almost forgot."
"Yeah?"
"I'll be coming from school late. I am going to try out for the dance team."
"You won't be there all year, right?"
"Right, but I got to have something else to do too. Plus I could talk to some of the other kids that way."
"Clever. I'll pick you up tomorrow but from now on, get a ride on the bus when you can." They both started laughing.
"You sound like my mom."
"What do you think happened up there? Sarah just ran out of there then downstairs and Gibbs and the director are still in there," Tony asked, still staring at the staircase, expecting something to happen.
"Tony, it might help if you were not so snoopy."
"It's nosy and I have to agree with Ziva on this one, Tony."
"Thanks Probie. Always can could on you."
"What do we have?" Gibbs said as he walked up.
"Petty Officer Daniel Johnson worked a flight carrier that docked two weeks ago for repair. It is scheduled to leave port in about a week." Ziva said as she clicked on the officer's bio on the monitor.
"He is also on work leave, like the rest of the crew, while the ship is being repaired. When he didn't show up for a meet with some of his fellow shipmates, one of them got concerned and stopped by his house. That's when he found Johnson," Tony added.
"The last few calls he made were to a disposable cell phone. The owner paid for it in cash. He had a small history of drug abuse and possession before joining the Navy. Johnson periodically would go to his old high school where he still has contacts," McGee said.
"Ziva and I could go to the high school and talk to them," Tony offered.
"No, let Sarah do that." Ziva and Tony looked at Gibbs. "She's their age and they will most likely trust her more than either of you. McGee, send the list of names onto her."
"Got it Boss."
"Gibbs, are you sure we should let her do this? What if she gets hurt or killed?"
"That girl can handle herself, Ziva." Gibbs walked over to the elevator down to the lab.
"I wonder what he means." McGee said when Gibbs left.
"Whatever it is, we don't need to concern ourselves with it right now."
"I don't know, Tony."
"What have you got, Abbs?" Gibbs handed her a large Caf-Pow.
"Great timing, Gibbs, I must say."
"Abby."
"Right. The hair on the petty officer's uniform was not his. It probably belongs to his killer. I would need a DNA sample from the suspect to make a positive ID." Abby walked over to where Sarah was working on the computer. "And Sarah found something on the computer."
"I was going through his files and I found something interesting." She pulled up a file. "Now I know, it says here, History Report. I almost passed by it. What's in it is a list of customers and what they usually get. I figured Johnson was Navycop from up here," she moved the cursor so it was pointing at the distributor name, "but some of these others, I don't know."
"One person, WashHighKid, seems to be his partner," Abby said as she pointed to the bottom of the document where it said ally.
"I'm guessing some of them are kids at his old high school. But why would they want drugs from Johnson and not any other local person?"
"Looks like you'll be having a lot of questions to ask them," Gibbs informed Sarah.
"Gibbs, she can't do that without someone figuring out what she is really there for."
"Knowing her, she'll find a way." Gibbs pulled out a gun and a billfold and handed them to Sarah. "Keep these in your bag, just in case. I don't want you to get into something unarmed."
Sarah nodded and attached the holster on her belt and opened the billfold that held an ID and badge inside. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner." She slipped the billfold in her pocket.
"It's fine, I understand. Did you get McGee's email?"
"Yes, I'll see what I can do tomorrow."
"I'll still work on the rest of the evidence. If I have anything else, you'll be the first to know."
"Thanks girls." Gibbs walked out of the lab and to the elevator. The girls turned back to work.
"Hey Abby, come look at this." Abby walked over to the computer screen. "The bullet that shot Johnson came from a small revolver."
"That means anyone could've fired the shot and stashed the gun in his or her pocket. Be careful at that school."
AN 2: There is chapter two. They seem shorter then I normally do but I don't want to drag on the chapters. More will be coming soon! Now please hit the green button and tell me what you think
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