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Rated T for cursing and murder…
Quote: "Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today." –James Dean
Chapter 3: Morning babe!
I cursed my life as I dragged myself out of bed and forced myself into professional clothes. How is it that people wake up this early? I whined mentally as I got into my car and looked at the clock on the dashboard. 7:30. I groaned and drove to the nearest Starbucks, getting two black coffees and glaring at the chipper person standing behind the counter. I drove to NCIS head quarters and walked up to the squad room.
"You're late, Kelly." My father nearly growled as I put one of the coffees on his desk, throwing out the empty one sitting next to the phone.
"Morning babe." DiNozzo said as I sat down at my desk, which was right near Tim's.
"Shut up." I put my head in my hands and nearly fell into a micro nap.
"Good morning Kelly." Ziva was sitting at her desk. I looked up and waved at her unenthusiastically, due to the fatigue.
"Morning, Ziva." I laid my head on my desk.
"Kelly, take this up to Leon." Dad was holding out a file as he wrote down a note on a pad of paper. I grabbed it and walked slowly up the stairs to Director Leon Vance's office. I walked in without getting the okay from the secretary.
"Kelly?" The man looked up from his computer.
"Morning, Leon." I put a file down on his desk.
"Could you knock next time?" He looked up at me, "And call me Director Vance?"
"What on Earth could you be doing in here that could require me to knock, and I knew you before I worked here, and I knew you as Leon, therefore, no I will not call you Director Vance." I turned and walked out, ignoring his protest.
"Grab your gear, dead petty officer in Quantico." My dad yelled up the stairs, I rushed down the stairs as fast as my tired legs would allow and grabbed my gun and badge then followed right behind DiNozzo.
"On your six, boss." He kept only a few steps behind my long stridden father.
I was suddenly more alive as the elevator doors slid shut on the 5 of us. I sighed and bounced on the balls of my feet. DiNozzo put his hands on my shoulders and pushed down.
"Stop bouncing." He groaned. "You're acting like Abby."
"Is that a bad thing?" I turned and looked at him with wide eyes, still bouncing.
"Kels, chill." Tim nudged my arm.
"Why are you so bouncy?" DiNozzo asked as I turned to look at my father.
"First case." I saw the slight amusement in his blue eyes.
"You're excited to see a dead guy?" DiNozzo sounded incredulous.
"Don't make it sound like that." I rammed an elbow into his stomach.
I heard a small 'oof' as the air made its way out of DiNozzo and smiled slightly.
We had to split into two groups, DiNozzo, Dad, and I and then Ziva and Tim.
"Shot gun!" DiNozzo tried to slip into the passenger side but I pulled on his arm and slid in as he regained his balance. He looked at me with a moderately scary death glare and shut the door, then got in the back seat.
I grabbed the CD case from the glove box, and pulled out a Frank Sinatra disc.
"You like Frank Sinatra?" DiNozzo asked me.
"Yes." I nodded and turned the music up.
The senior field agent sat back in seat quietly, surprisingly enough, he stayed that way the whole way to Quantico.
"Wow, DiNozzo, didn't know you could be quiet that long." Dad said.
"Thanks Boss." DiNozzo sounded slightly offended and I choked back a laugh.
I stopped completely dead as soon as I saw the body. "Oh my God." I turned to run away, but DiNozzo caught me. The excitement of my first case was over ridden by the gut wrenching disgust of seeing this dead body.
"Let me go, I'm going to be sick." I hit his chest.
"Listen, yeah, this person is dead, yeah they where murdered and it's sort of creepy, but if you don't look at this, you're not going to be able to get past this and look at other ones, and with this job, you're going to se A LOT of dead bodies. Not to mention, you could catch something we missed and help us catch the sick bastard that did this." He shut up for a minute. "You okay now?" He finally asked.
I nodded silently and looked at the body again, fighting back the urge to loose my breakfast.
Ziva and Tim showed up just as I pulled away from DiNozzo thanking him quietly. "Kelly, are you alright?" Ziva asked.
I nodded.
"DiNozzo, Kelly, question the people who found them." My dad motioned for us to walk away. I looked at the body one last time, it was a man, and he'd been stabbed an uncountable number of times, but that wasn't the worst part. There was a cross seared into the center of his chest. I kicked something and looked down at my feet.
"Garlic?" I asked I put on gloves and picked up the clove.
"What's that?" DiNozzo took it from me.
"Garlic." I looked around and realized that there was a trail of garlic cloves, in a circle. Around the victim.
"What the hell?" I said quietly. "Ziva, there's a circle of garlic cloves around this guy." Things started to click in my head, stabbed in the chest, by the heart, cross burned into the skin, garlic cloves. "Vampires?" I asked, looking up at DiNozzo.
"We'll wait until Ducky and Abbs tell us what killed him." He put his hand on the middle of my back and started leading me towards a group of teenagers, the girls where hysterical.
"Excuse us, NCIS, Special Agent DiNozzo, Gibbs." DiNozzo motioned for the local LEOs to leave.
The next 20 minutes was full of crying girls and idiotic boys trying to act like men. I sighed as I tried to close it up.
"Thank you all for your cooperation." I smiled nicely.
"Hey, gorgeous, why do you look so pale faced?" One of the boys tried to touch me. I stepped back smoothly.
"Touch and I will take you into custody for assaulting a federal agent." I said sweetly, daring the teenager to take a step forward.
"Come on." He groaned.
"Step off, man, she's not interested." DiNozzo gave him a look.
"What? Are you her boyfriend, or husband? No, actually you look more like you're her father." He laughed and hi fived one his chuckleheaded friends.
"No, he isn't, but I am." My dad stepped from behind me. "Special agent Gibbs." He flashed his badge.
"Jesus, calm down." The guy raised his hands above his head and backed up.
"I think that as soon as we get all of your information, it's time for you all to pack up and leave." DiNozzo stood up straight.
"Kelly, go check out the rest of the crime scene, see if there's anything we missed." My dad ordered, I walked away and started looking around, noting everything in my head.
"It is time to go, Kelly." I turned and saw Ziva.
"DiNozzo, go with McGee and Ziva." Dad said.
He nodded and walked towards their car. Dad and I silently got into the car.
"You okay, kiddo?" He asked.
I looked over, "I'm fine." I responded, nodding.
"Tony?" He questioned.
"He told me that I could either whimp out and run away or bare it and catch the sicko that did that." I sighed and leaned my head against the window.
"And we will." He nodded.
"Thanks, Dad." I turned the music off completely.
It was comfortable to sit in complete silence with Dad, he was always quiet after Mom died, even when he got married. All 3 times.
We got back to headquarters and I walked into the squad room, DiNozzo, Ziva, and Tim where already sitting around at their desks.
"Boss, we got an ID on Count Dracula." DiNozzo jumped up and pointed a remote at the screen. "Name's Seth Foley, worked at the Pentagon as a secretary."
"Bet he's not the type of secretary you'd hope for." I laughed and so did Tim.
I heard the clunking of her heavy boots before I looked over and saw Abby rushing forward with a huge grin painted across her face.
"Vampires!" She yelped. "Let me see the pictures of the vampire guy, Ducky won't let me into autopsy!"
"Mostly because you would not calm down, Abigail." I turned and saw Uncle Ducky.
"Hi." I waved at him.
"Hello, Kelly." He stood next to a bouncing Abby.
"Time of death was approximately 4 a.m. this morning. Cause of death so far was the multiply stabs to the heart, and it seems that it was by-"
"A stake!" Abby jumped.
"Precisely. I believe that our Petty Officer was murdered in the common ways that a vampire would be, Jethro." Ducky nodded.
"Seth Foley was a vampire!" Abby yelped.
"He was killed like a vampire, that doesn't mean he was a vampire, Abbs." Tim motioned for her to calm down.
"Abbs, relax." Dad touched her shoulder.
"This is too freakin cool! I'm going down to autopsy so I can see when he rises from the dead." Abby started to run to the elevator.
"Want some popcorn?" I yelled after her.
"And a Caf! Pow, please." She yelled back.
"Don't encourage her." DiNozzo groaned.
"I have to, she's my best friend." I laughed and headed off to the break room to make popcorn and grabbed a Caf- Pow! on the way down. I handed the drink to her and grabbed some popcorn, then sat on the slap next to her as she looked at the petty officer intently. I directed my eyes away from him, still slightly freaked out.
"What's up with DiNozzo?" I asked
"You should call him Tony, he's got some weird thing about first name basis with his coworkers." She took some of the popcorn as I tucked my legs under me, Indian style. "Okay, so, what's up with Tony?" I looked at her.
"He's nice, funny, but he's sort of annoying." She shrugged, then looked at me with accusing eyes.
"Are you asking me this because you like him?" Abby jumped down from the slap.
"No." I looked down at the silver autopsy table I was sitting on.
"You do! You like Tony!" I heard the doors to autopsy shut.
Tony walked in with an annoying grin on his face. I groaned. His egos never going to deflate.
"Hello, ladies." He leaned back against the slap, right next to me.
Abby was on the verge of laughing. I knew he'd heard the whole, 'You do! You like Tony!' it was obvious from the smug look he was shooting me.
"Go away." I groaned and put my head in my hands.
"You know you don't want me to." He fluttered his eyelashes at me.
I put my hand on his cheek and pushed him away. "Jerk." I muttered.
"Come on." He begged.
"Come on what, you egotistical bastard?" I flashed a look at him.
"That's not a nice thing to say when someone's asking you out on a date." He feigned sad.
"I never heard anything that sounded like a request for a date." I shrugged and slid off the autopsy table.
"Fine." He grabbed my arm, "Would you do me the honor of going on a date with me?"
"You sounded like you where proposing to her." Abby laughed.
He might as well have, it was a good thing the lights where mostly out, because I was blushing to no end.
I didn't answer until he shook my arm. "Earth to Junior." He shook me again.
"Okay." I nodded.
"Good, I'll pick you up at 10, there's an old movie playing on the side of a movie theater tonight." He nodded and walked out before I could say anything.
"Kelly, Tony! Stop flirting, if we're distracted too long it'll disappear." Abby pushed my arm and motioned for us to keep our eyes on the body. I looked at the man, he couldn't have been more then early 20's, obviously younger then me. He died long before his life even started. And the way he died was cruel and unusually.
"I'm going upstairs." I jumped down and walked out of autopsy.
I got up to the squad room and looked at the profile for the victim.
Seth Foley, 23 years old, married to a Lena Foley, maiden name Barry.
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