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CHAPTER 13

The Next Day....

NCIS Headquarters

"What have we got?" Gibbs demanded as he came out of the elevator.

Tony handed Gibbs a cup of coffee as he passed. "Crazy fan gets obsessed, sends letters to her home, hotels and family's houses."

"It doesn't make sense, Boss." McGee cut in, shaking her head. "I mean, how did this fan get the addresses to all their family members? Most of them aren't even listed."

"Perhaps he got it off a website." Ziva offered.

McGee had already thought about that. "It's possible, but I doubt it. We ran a check on her...no court appearances, no arrests, nothing of public record that contains her current address. In fact, I looked at her entire history and the first time you see her name appear is in a newspaper article at the age of 15. Before then, it's like she didn't even exist."

"That's because she didn't, McGee." Gibbs said. "She was adopted at the age of 15...before that she had a different last name."

"Do you know what the last name is, Boss?" McGee asked. "I can run it through the computer and see if anyone from her past would be holding a grudge."

"Already did it, McGee." Gibbs said.

McGee, Tony and Ziva looked at Gibbs, shocked. Gibbs didn't do computer searches. In fact, he didn't do computer anything's. It was Gibbs. He had to have help to turn his computer on.

"Whoever did this isn't from her past." Gibbs said, ignoring their frozen expressions. "So, where does that leave us?"

When he got no response, he slammed his fist down on his desk.

"Hey!" He demanded, giving them the 'look'. "Where does that leave us?"

Tony and Ziva started fumbling through papers, trying to come up with something to say while McGee's fingers worked on the keyboard.

"Okay...so if it's not someone she used to know...and her address isn't on the internet....the only thing I can think of is the DMV database....which is virtually impossible to hack into without being detected. The guy might get away with hacking in once or twice, but not more than that." McGee said.

Gibbs looked over at him. "So basically you have nothing, McGee."

"Yeah, Boss." McGee said. "Nothing....yet. But I'll keep looking."

"You do that, McGee. Tony, go talk with Mrs. Cena, cover anything we didn't cover yesterday." Gibbs said before turning to Ziva. "I'm going to check and see if Abby has anything. There better be something when I come back."

NCIS Forensic's Lab.................................

"What did you get?" Gibbs asked as he set the caf-pow next to her keyboard.

"Thank you." Forensic Specialist Abigail Sciuto said, motioning to the drink. "I found 15 sets of prints on the letters, three on the envelopes. All of which the FBI found as well. I ran the prints through our databases and got some hits, but...."

"They all have iron clad alibi's, Abby." Gibbs cut in. "Tell me you have something more than that."

Abby stopped and turned towards Gibbs, a bright smile on her face.

"I met a man this morning." She said. "He reminds me a little of Chris Angel....you know that guy with the show about illusions? Now, he's a freaky guy, which makes him all the more sexy."

Abby jumped up excitedly, her hands moving as she talked. "I saw this episode where he elevated like over 100 feet above that hotel in Las Vegas that looks like a..."

"Abby." Gibbs interrupted her, raising a brow in her direction.

"Right." Abby turned back around to the computer, her fingers drumming along the keys. "So anyway...this guy I met...turns out he used to be a private investigator and he said that every large company he'd ever had as a client, required background checks on their employees. So, it got me thinking....what if the WWE did that? What if the WWE had all their employees get finger printed?"

Abby paused, looking over at them excitedly. "And guess what? They do! Every employee, from every office, in every position.................for the last ten years. I'm running the prints we didn't get a hit on against their security database to see if we get any matches. I'll let you know when I get something."

Later in the evening..............

Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo looked across the table at Sienna. She'd been there since early this morning telling the last sordid details of her nightmare and had yet to shed a single tear. She played it tough, but Tony knew better. He could see the struggle in her eyes. It took all she had to keep that wall from crumbling down around her feet. Tony reached over, squeezing her hand gently as he gave her an understanding look.

"We're almost done, Mrs. Cena." He said softly. "I just need a few more minutes. Can you give me that?"

Sienna glanced up at him, sighing softly and nodded.

"Okay." Tony said with a gentle smile. "I need you to think back over the past few years....is there anyone you can think of that might have a grudge against you or your husband? Any arguments with coworkers that may have turned bad?"

"We're all on the road together, three hundred and twenty some odd days out of the year." Sienna said. "We're a family and like in all families, we have our squabbles, but nothing that would lead to all of this."

"Okay, what about outside of work?" Tony asked.

Sienna shook her head. "John didn't have enemies. Everyone was a friend."

"What about people who work for you?" Tony said. "Gardeners, maids...nannies...anyone you fired recently?"

"No nannies, no gardeners, no maids." Sienna said. "We do everything ourselves."

"What about...security people, assistants....anyone like that?" Tony asked.

"Most of the people I work with have been there for years, Agent DiNozzo. Our assistant Melissa has been there since Abby was born and most of our security were given to us when John and I first started working." Sienna thought for a moment. "The only person I can think of is Cade Ackart. He worked as additional security for us awhile back, but we didn't fire him. He left on his own."

"What happened?" Tony asked.

Sienna paused and gave a small shrug. "John told me he was homesick, but he never really seemed to be homesick, so... I don't know."

"What about you?" Tony asked Sienna. "Is there anyone who might be mad at you? Any old boyfriend? A former friend? Co-Worker?"

Sienna squinted her eyes, as her mind ran through the last few years, trying to recall every person she'd come into contact with. With a sigh, she sat back feeling defeated.

"I had a fiance before I met John." she said. "I met him in Paris when I was working there as a photographer. We got together and then a few months later we were planning a wedding."

"And what happened?" Tony said, tilting his head.

"Lets just say he prefers blonde secretaries with big tits and fish nets." Sienna said.

Tony nodded. "Anyone else?"

"Well.....you'll probably hear about her from my friends so...Lita." Sienna replied. "She's a former friend....although I don't think she has it in her to do something like this. She's more verbal than physical."

"Why former friend?" Tony asked.

Sienna looked down at her hands. "It's complicated."

"I'm good at complicated." Tony said.

Sienna sat forward in the chair, drumming her fingers on the table and sighed. "All right....it started back before John and I were married...."

In Viewing Room......................

Gibbs looked over at McGee as Sienna was talking about her beef with the other woman. McGee, Ziva and Gibbs had all filed into the viewing room about half an hour ago after finding once again, absolutely no leads on their own.

"McGee....find out what you can on Cade Ackart." he said. "If anything looks suspicious, I want to know about it."

"On it, Boss." McGee said, already heading towards the door.

Gibbs turned back towards the window, glancing at Ziva. "Check on the fiancé and the former friend. I want to be able to bring them in or cross them off by tonight."

Ziva nodded and headed towards the door. Gibbs took a sip of his coffee and turned back to the window as Tony finished up the interview. It was probably a good thing it was the end of it too. Mrs. Cena didn't look like she could handle much more.

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