A/N: Thanks for all the reviews and alerts! Here's chapter 11; enjoy!
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Tony and Ziva stood in observation after bringing Crystal into interrogation. They watched through the glass as their suspect calmly awaited Gibbs to enter the room and begin her questioning. The car ride had been silent, and Crystal hadn't seemed anxious. Tony wasn't positive about how this case would turn out, but he had a feeling that Crystal was going to keep trying to send them in circles, causing them to end up nowhere. Finally, Gibbs entered the interrogation room.
"Agent Gibbs," Crystal greeted him as he sat across from her.
"You don't seem too concerned as to why you're here," Gibbs said.
"I have nothing to hide," Crystal shrugged. "I told you everything you needed to know last time."
"Is that so?" Gibbs asked.
"Absolutely," Crystal replied. Gibbs nodded, a smirk on his face.
"So there's nothing you'd like to add to what you've said previously?" Gibbs asked, to which Crystal shook her head. "Nothing you'd like to change or confess?"
"No, sir," Crystal replied confidently.
"All right," Gibbs continued, opening the folder he brought in with him. "This is your cell phone record. Can you tell me why there are so many calls from Marie Davis?"
"We're friends," Crystal replied simply.
"Friends," Gibbs repeated. "You previously admitted to having an affair with John Davis. Is that correct?"
"No," Crystal replied. "I admitted to having sex with John one time. I never admitted to having an affair with him."
"Your husband has seen your car outside of the Davis household on several different occasions," Gibbs reminded her.
"Because Marie and I are friends," Crystal repeated.
"No," Gibbs smiled. "It's because you were having an affair with Marie's husband."
"Believe whatever you want," Crystal shrugged. "John and I were not having an affair. And even if we were, what does that have to do with Marie and I being friends?"
"Not many women are too fond of the idea of remaining friends with the woman her husband is cheating with," Gibbs said.
"Well, there wasn't an affair," Crystal held her ground.
"Crystal, we know there was an affair, and that's why there are so many calls to you from Marie," Gibbs said. "Marie found out her husband was cheating on her with you, so all the calls were to harass you and try to keep you away from her husband."
"That's not true," Crystal said simply.
"Then, over the course of your affair, you developed feelings for John Davis, and you tried convincing him to leave Marie," Gibbs continued with the team's theory. "When he wouldn't leave Marie, you killed him."
"No," Crystal said. "None of that is true. I wasn't having an affair with John. Marie wasn't harassing me; we talked on the phone because we are friends. And I told you, I did not kill him. I was at work that day. I gave you the phone number to verify that."
"Yes you did," Gibbs nodded. "I called your place of employment, and I was told that you were there that day."
"Exactly," Crystal smiled.
"However, you left work at 5:15. John Davis wasn't killed until later that evening," Gibbs finished. Crystal was silent for a moment, not sure how to respond.
"That still doesn't mean that I killed him," she finally said. "You obviously didn't think I killed him either. You let me go last time."
"Last time we didn't have as much evidence against you as we do now," Gibbs replied. "Had you actually been at work all evening, you wouldn't be in this room right now. Unfortunately for you, you left work at 5:15, so your alibi doesn't check out."
"Seriously, you have no motive to prove that I did it. I wasn't having an affair with John, so your theory that I was jealous of Marie is invalid," Crystal said, an irritated tone present in her voice.
"Well we've been investigating this case for a while now, and everything keeps pointing back to you," Gibbs said.
"How so?" Crystal demanded.
"You admitted to having sex with John Davis. Your phone records show Marie Davis was harassing you, trying to end your affair with her husband. You can deny this all you want, but the evidence doesn't lie. Your whereabouts are not accounted for at his time of death. We also found the murder weapon," Gibbs paused for a moment to study Crystal's facial expression. There was a slight flash of worry in her eyes, but she quickly covered it up.
"Did you?" Crystal asked quietly.
"Yes. In a grocery bag in the bushes," Gibbs replied. "But you already knew those details."
"I didn't kill him," Crystal insisted again.
"You know, all of this evidence makes you look pretty bad, but I haven't told you the big one yet," Gibbs said.
"What's that?" Crystal asked.
"I bet you thought we forgot about this, in fact," Gibbs started. "We've talked to several different people. Marie, your husband Shawn, even the Davis' neighbor. However, while talking to all of them, I was never able to figure out just how fibers were found on Davis' body that match your car." All color drained from Crystal's face; she had obviously forgotten about the fibers she had been told about.
"My...my husband must have done it!" she exclaimed. Gibbs smirked and shook his head.
"Why would he? Where's his motive? You've been trying to convince me you weren't cheating on him. If that were true, why would your husband want him dead?" Gibbs asked.
"Well...Shawn thought I was having an affair with John. Maybe that was enough for him to kill," Crystal suggested, the panic very clear in her voice.
"No, that's not what happened here," Gibbs said. "You killed him, and you know you did. Stop trying to pawn it off on other people."
"It wasn't me!" Crystal nearly yelled. "Look at the knife! I bet you won't find my fingerprints on it!" Gibbs leaned back in his chair calmly and smiled while he let Crystal take a deep breath to calm herself.
"Feeling better?" he asked when Crystal had settled down. She was still fuming, and Gibbs could see the panic still present in her eyes.
"Why?" she demanded. Gibbs stood and walked around behind her.
"Stand up," he instructed.
"Why?" she demanded again.
"You're under arrest for the murder of John Davis," Gibbs replied.
"What! Based on that little bit you have against me?" Crystal exclaimed.
"No," Gibbs replied with a chuckle. "I never told you the murder weapon was a knife."
From the observation room, Tony and Ziva watched as the realization of what she had said hit Crystal. She hung her head down and let tears escape from her eyes. Tony saw the satisfaction on his boss's face for finally putting an end to this case.
"Guess Gibbs was right after all," Ziva said.
"Yeah," Tony said bitterly.
"It is nothing to be upset about," Ziva said. "You had good reason to suspect Marie."
"I know," Tony sighed. "This just still doesn't feel right to me." Ziva shook her head and walked toward the door to exit the room. Tony stayed behind for a moment to think everything over. He knew that Crystal was guilty; he had just seen it himself. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get the feeling out of his mind that something still wasn't right.
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A/N: Well there's chapter 11! I hope you liked it. There are 4 more chapters planned for this story, so stay tuned! Please remember to review and let me know what you think!