Candice was unusually quiet the whole ride home. She barely said a word and appeared to have something on her mind. Did Tony bring something up from her past that hurt her? He was too afraid to ask. Instead, he focused on his driving and thought of the bloody rag. It was way up in New York, their victim had been found in Virginia. Maybe the body was transferred? Ducky said there showed no signs of transportation, though it could be possible. Hopefully Abbey could get something off the rag that was linked to their case, maybe it would help them find Thomas Morrissey. As they re-entered the state of Virginia, he looked to Candice.

"Want to grab a bite to eat before we head back to the office?" There was a long silence and no response. "Candi?" At the mention of her name, she whipped her gaze from the spacious Virginia fields and looked to her co-worker.

"What?" she asked in a daze. A faint smile crossed his lips when he noticed her sleepy eyes.

"Were you sleeping?" he asked. She shrugged.

"Not really, I could still hear you humming off tune to the radio," she smirked. He blushed and switched off the radio.

"So? Do you want to get something to eat?" he asked again. She shook her head.

"No, I'm not hungry." She rested her head against the window again. "Let's just get back to the office." Tony nodded and looked back to the road. When they pulled into the parking lot of the NCIS building, Candice got out and silently went back inside. Tony grabbed the evidence from the backseat and followed her inside. In the office, he found Abbey waiting excitedly for the rag.

"A little too happy about this, are we?" he asked. She smiled and took the bag from him. Without a word, she disappeared back to the lab.

"So, what did the guy tell you?" Gibbs asked as he looked from Candice to Tony. Candice groaned.

"Well, Thomas Morrissey was conveniently out of town. And the people staying at his apartment didn't know anything. All We got was the rag. As messy as the place was, there wasn't a single piece of Thomas Morrissey in there. It's like he was never there. Just the rag. Maybe it'll get something," she told him. He placed a hand on her shoulder and smiled.

"Nice work Candice." Tony wrinkled his nose

"She wasn't in it alone you know." Gibbs stared at him.

"If you keep up that attitude, DiNozzo, and she will be," he said as he headed for the elevator. "McGee, you're with me. We're going to check out a Devin Campbell. His print was on The Driver's License." Tony stepped toward his boss.

"What about the gun?" he asked. Gibbs pointed downstairs.

"Abbey's got your results for you. Go to her." Candice shot Tony a challenging glare and dashed for the elevator. Before he got there, it was gone.

"Ugh," he grumbled and waited for the next one. When he got down there, Candi and Abbey were laughing and sorting through a bag of evidence from a different case. "So?" he asked. "I understand you have the owner of the print on the gun?" Abbey nodded triumphantly and brought up a profile on the computer.

"Farron Scott Williams. Former Sergeant with the US Marines. He has a clean record, not even an accusation," she explained. Tony rubbed his hands together excitedly and licked his lips.

"So, where can we find him?" Abbey shook her head.

"Can't. He died six months ago." Candice stared at her co-worker.

"You're not serious!" she raced over to the screen. "He can't be dead, we found his print!" Abbey shrugged.

"Don't know what to tell you," she said. "I just do the analysis, it's your job to make sense of it." Collapsing on the floor, Candi folded her legs and placed her chin in her palms.

"Hmm…" she groaned. "I guess the gun isn't linked to our case." Tony looked back to Abbey, who had a forming smile on her dark lips.

"What aren't you telling us?" he asked. She giggled and pulled up a different screen.

"I swabbed foreign DNA off the gun. It was linked to a case three years ago that went cold." Candice jumped to her feet and rushed to Abbey's side.

"They never arrested anyone?" she asked.

"Nope. They found DNA at the crime scene which they assumed the killers. They never found a suspect.," Abbey told her. Candice appeared to be bubbling with excitement.

"And…" She said. Abbey smiled.

"You're gonna love this!" Tony groaned.

"Tell us Abbey." The dark-haired girl clicked around the screen and pulled up another profile.

"It matches your suspect." Candice jumped three feet in the air and threw her arms around Abbey.

"Yay!" she exclaimed. "So he was involved in the case three years ago?" Abbey nodded.

"Presumably." Candice stepped back.

"But that still doesn't give us a location on Morrissey." Abbey sook her head.

"But Gibbs put out an alert with his driver's licence photo. Tips have been flowing in," she told them. Tony sighed.

"But until we get a lead, then we're stuck here." Abbey smirked and left the computer. She returned with a sheet of paper.

"You see, that's where you're wrong." Tony stared at her as he took the sheet. There was a list of chemicals and their amounts.

"What's this?" he asked. She pointed to the graph chart on the bottom.

"That, my friend. Is the key to finding our suspect." Tony twisted his face in confusion.

"Come again?"

"That's a list of all the chemicals I swabbed off the gun. You found it in a dumpster. That means it was moved recently. Those chemicals show it was in a highly toxic factory for about…" she paused and smiled. "Three years." Candice stepped forward.

"So if we trace the chemicals, could get a potential crime scene for our cold case and maybe evidence leading us to our suspect." Abbey nodded. She and Candi high-fived. "Nice going Abs."

"Can you find a precise location where the chemicals came from?" Tony asked, interrupting the girl talk. Abbey laughed.

"Of course! There are only a few factories in this district that didn't stop using those chemicals after 9/11. I'll track them down for you and you can check them out."

"Does Gibbs know?" Candice asked. Abbey shook her head.

"I thought I'd give you the pleasure of telling him." Tony whipped out his cell phone and called the boss.

"What is it DiNozzo?" he answered.

"Boss, we got a couple of hits off the gun. Abbey found foreign DNA and chemicals. She's tracking down the location of the source."

"Is that all you called to tell me DiNozzo? You don't know anything else?"

"Well, the print belonged to a dead Marine and the DNA was linked to a cold case three years ago."

"And?"

"It belongs to our suspect."

"Get a location on those chemicals, me and McGee will bring in Devin Campbell." Before Tony could respond, the line was dead. When he swung around, he found Candice and Abbey staring at him.

"Jerk," Abbey said as she stuck out her tongue. Tony sighed and put his phone away.

"They're gonna bring in the other guy," he told them. Candice headed for the door and waved to Abbey.

"Call me when you track down the source." She motioned Tony to follow her and they headed back upstairs.

While he sat bored at his desk, Tony stared at the empty desk across from him. Kate's desk. He hadn't seen Kate in almost twenty four hours. Where'd she disappear to? That wouldn't make Gibbs too happy. Across from Kate's empty desk sat Candice, in Gibbs' desk. She was tossing pencils into the ceiling and being very quiet.

"Where are you Gibbs?" Tony muttered. "I want to get this guy." As he leaned back in his desk, Gibbs and McGee stepped off the elevator.

"Did you get him?" Candice asked upon receiving a glare from her father. He nodded.

"He's down in interrogation. I want you two to question him. Me and McGee will go to this warehouse."

"Which one?" Tony asked as he rose to his feet.

"Abbey doesn't know yet?" he asked. As he glanced from Candice to McGee, Tony's phone rang.

"DiNozzo," he answered.

"Tony, I found the warehouse. Its an abandoned factory outside the city. It's huge and green, you can't miss it," she told him.

"Thanks Abs, I'll tell boss." When he put his phone away, everyone was staring at him. "An old green factory outside of town. She said you can't miss it," he explained. Gibbs swung around.

"That's the old Pharaoh Warehouse. They used to produce toxic waste there years ago. They got shut down because they were causing too much harm to the environment. C'mon McGee, let's go," he tightened his gun. "DiNozzo, Candice, get onto our suspect," he ordered as the elevator doors closed. Candice looked to Tony and smiled.

"Well, you heard him. Lets go."

In the interrogation room, the two agents were greeted by a tall, dark haired man with fair skin. He was dressed in a long black trench coat and black, heeled boots. Without moving, he sat there and stared at the mirror.

"Who's behind there?" he asked maliciously. "Your boss?" he looked up to Tony with a snarl then glanced to Candice. "What's a pretty thing like you doing working a job like this?" he wondered with a grin. "I could get you a real good job where you could exploit that beautiful body." Candice's face hardened and she walked over to the man. Raising her hand, a loud hollow slap echoed through the room. Tony stared in disbelief. Then she leaned over the table and stared Devin Campbell in the eye.

"Tell us where Thomas Morrissey is," she demanded. His nose wrinkled.

"Thomas who?" he asked, rubing his left cheek. It was turning pink. Tony chuckled.

"Thomas Morrissey, the man you're covering for."

"I don't know any Thomas Morrissey, lady. I work alone," he grumbled as he pulled out a lighter and began flicking it on and off. Candice ripped it from his hand and threw it across the room.

"Then tell me where Agent Todd is," she demanded. Tony's eyes widened. Kate? Did she really think that Kate's disappearance was connected to the case? It did make sense.

"Wait Candi, you don't really think-" She cut him off and straightened her back.

"No Agent DiNozzo, I don't think, I know." She snapped, then shot the suspect a mean glare. "If you don't know who Thomas Morrissey is, then why was your fingerprint on his driver's license?" The man shrugged.

"I found a wallet, cleared it out. Must have been his," he said calmly. Candice appeared to be becoming frustrated. He pushed cautiously by her and looked to the man.

"What do you know about the abandoned warehouse outside of town?" Tony asked. "You know, the old Pharaoh warehouse?" That caught Devin's attention. The suspect looked up to Tony with a fiendish grin.

"Well," he said as he reached in his pocket. Tony grabbed for his gun. Campbell pulled out a watch. "What I do know, is that the bomb in the basement is filled with TNT. So much that it'll blow the whole block to smithereens when it's detonated." Tony noticed Candice tense. He himself felt uneasy. Devin kept on smiling.

"And your Agent Todd, will go up with it."

"Kate?" Tony echoed. Devin nodded. "Yep, it's set to blow in ten minutes," he said sadistically. Candice jumped back.

"My dad!" she raced out of the room and her footsteps echoed down the hall. Tony looked to the officer standing at the door.

"Don't let him go!" he ordered as he rushed after Candice. The two agents jumped in his vehicle and sped to the scene.

"We'll never make it!" she shouted. "Not in this traffic." Tony drove as fast as he could through the crowded highway, but it wasn't helping. When they arrived at the building, it was still standing. McGee was at the car with his laptop.

"McGee!" Tony shouted. "Get out of here!" Timothy looked up.

"What are you guys doing here?" he asked. Tony motioned him over.

"Never mind, just get Gibbs out of there!" McGee rose to his feet and walked slowly over to the duo. Candice jumped out of the car and ran toward the building.

"Candice! Get back here!" Tony shouted. She ignored him and continued running, but when the explosion happened, she went flying in the air. Tony and McGee were shot back a few feet themselves. Shrapnel flew everywhere and smoke filled the air. It hadn't been as big as Campbell said it would. Tony was wrong. As Candice rose to her feet, there was another, bigger explosion.

"Daddy!" she cried before being shot back at Tony and McGee. She landed on top of Tony and tried to get up. He pushed her to her feet and helped himself up. "Daddy!" she cried again. Tears streamed down her face and she collapsed to her knees. Tony felt his heart break and he could see shock in Timothy's face.

"We… We… didn't know…" McGee stuttered. Tony's eyes fell shut.

"Neither did we."