Ziva steps away from the NCIS truck, she steps onto the curb and smiled as she saw a large colorful Busch Gardens sign.
"You okay, Ziva?"...McGee asked, standing behind the truck.
"Yes."...She replied as Langer stepped up next to her, closing the driver's side door.
Ziva's eyes glared over to Langer and quickly moved away from him. He hurried to catch up with her, looking over at McGee..."Hey, you...you get the rest of the bags...NOW!"...Langer ordered.
McGee sighed..."Once a probie, always a probie."...He groaned..."At least Tony knew my name, hell, probie is better than hey, you! Ugh."
"Wait up!"...Langer called out, catching up to Ziva mere steps before she entered through a gate.
Ziva stopped, turning..."Yes?"
"I don't know much about you, care to share."...Langer smiled, rubbing at his chin.
"Not really."...Ziva continued on.
"Oh, come on."...Langer grabbed her arm.
Ziva stops once again, turning her head to the side, looking towards him, she tilts her head back, letting Langer see her eyes from under the bill of her black NCIS cap..."Fine. I am Israeli, I am Jewish and I do not like you."
"Why? Because I wanted a hug? You liked my tie, didn't you?"...He smiled again.
Ziva faced him, she moved her hand to his tie, gripping it..."No...it is not silk."
"Yeah, so?"
Ziva turned her head away from Langer..."Silk doesn't leave marks on wrists and ankles, yes?"...Giving him a quick glance back before making her way though the gate.
"Wait, was that a statement or a question?"...Langer spoke, a little confused. He shook his head..."Who the hell do you know that buys silk ties?"
"DiNozzo."...Gibbs and McGee spoke together as they walked past them..."Move your ass, Langer!"...Gibbs barked.
Langer grabbed his tie and looked at it, he starts yanking at the knot, loosening it as he makes his way through the gate..."I'm really getting tired of that guy."
"Only Tony could piss off a guy he doesn't even know, Boss."...McGee said.
Gibbs takes a drink of his coffee, letting out a smirk as he lowered his cup.
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Gibbs looked at the bagged military ID of the dead man..."Petty Officer Mack, Richard Mack."...Gibbs read, through the plastic.
"How do we know he's a SEAL, Gibbs?"...Ziva asked, snapping a photo of the dead Petty Officer.
Gibbs raises his coffee to his nose, breathing in, he takes a drink of his coffee, letting out a soft moan..."Abby told me."
"Looks like a 22, Gibbs."...Ziva snaps a photo of the bullet's entrance wound on the back of the man's head.
"We shall see, my dear."...Ziva looked to her left, seeing Ducky smiling, Palmer was standing behind him, holding Ducky's bag..."It's good to have you back, Ziva."
Ziva smiled back..."How are you, Ducky?"...Letting the camera fall, it hung snug around her neck. She takes a step towards him, opening her arms.
Ducky lets out a small chuckle..."A hug for me? How delightful!"...Ducky hugged her as Langer walked towards them, shaking his head.
Langer scoffed..."What, she's not gonna hug assistant, too?"...Just then, Ziva hugged Palmer making Langer rub his brow.
"I can have McGee hug ya if you really need one, Langer."...Gibbs spoke before taking another drink of coffee.
Langer cocked his head towards Gibbs, not exactly thrilled with that suggestion.
"You interviewed the mother and child?"...Gibbs said.
"Yeah and the rides' operator, too, Gibbs."...Langer thumbs through his notepad..."The mom remembers a popping sound just as the coaster went over the top of the hill."
"Wow...that's tall."...McGee walked up next to them, looking up at the top of the roller coaster..."Man, I REALLY hate roller coasters."
"Really, Tim?"...Ziva wondered, moving towards him, she joined McGee looking at the top of the structure.
"Moving really fast, being way up in the sky and not to mention flipping upside down, all at the same time doesn't exactly scream fun to me, Ziva."
"I love the roller coasters here!"...She said excitedly..."Alpengeist, the Griffon, the Loc..."
"You've been here before, Ziva?"...McGee asked.
Ziva smiled..."Several times."
"Let me guess...with what's his face?"...Langer groaned.
"DiNozzo!"...Ziva fired back..."And yes."...She smiled again.
"Hey, why didn't you guys invite me?"...McGee started to feel left out.
Ziva shrugged..."Would you have gone if we asked?"
"Probably not."...McGee replied, scratching the top of his head.
"Tony was going to take me to Sanducky, before we, I mean, the team got split up."
"It's Sandusky, Ziva."...Gibbs spoke up.
"Sandusky?"...Ziva turned to Gibbs.
"Cedar Point."
"Yes, yes, that is the name! Have you been there before, Gibbs?"
Gibbs took another drink of his coffee, then tosses the cup into the trash, moving towards the roller coaster..."What you got, Ducky?"
"It appears Ziva was correct, 22 caliber."...Ducky declared, looking at the twisted slug in a small specimen jar.
"McGee grab all the surveillance tapes."
"Wait!"...Ziva ran towards Gibbs, then back towards Langer..."You said the woman heard a popping sound at the first drop, yes?"
Langer nodded.
"I think I know where we can get a photo of the killer, Gibbs."...Ziva said, running off.
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Ten minutes later, Ziva came jogging back holding up a small flash-drive between her thumb and index finger on her right hand..."I just remembered, I have a photo of me and Tony, its from this roller coaster, there's a sensor..."
"She's right, Boss."...McGee jumped in..."All amusement parks have those now, it's there way of pulling more money out of you."
"Yeah, 10 bucks."...Ziva added.
"10 bucks?"...Gibbs said..."That's like 4 cups of coffee."
"How much you spend on coffee, Gibbs?"...Langer asked.
"About 20."
"That's not too bad for a week."
"A day, Brent. A day."
Ziva giggles.
Langer looks at her..."What?"
She looked at Gibbs and grinned..."Pretty soon, you will be wearing adult diapers, Gibbs...it is hard to hold that much coffee in, yes?"...She chuckled, but quickly stopped, raising her hand to her mouth covering it, can't believing she just said what she said.
McGee and Langer stood looking at Ziva horrified.
"I am so sorry, Gibbs, I did not mean to say that, it just blurted out."
Gibbs steps towards her, he reaches up behind her, slapping her on the back of head.
"Shutting up, Boss!"...Ziva cried out, which brought a smile to Gibbs' face and laughter from McGee.
Langer lifted his arms in confusion..."What the hell did that mean?"
Ziva looked at Langer and squinted at him, holding the flash-drive outwards towards McGee.
McGee takes the flash-drive and opens his laptop, sitting it on top of a trashcan, he inserts the flash-drive into a usb port on the side of his laptop. The photos pop up and he starts clicking through them, examining them as he goes..."What time did this happen?"...McGee asked.
"Between 12:30 and 12:45."...Langer replied, looking at his notepad.
McGee zoomed ahead to 12:30 and slowly started to look through the photos with greater detail, he stops as he sees a blonde Caucasian woman with a gun..."Got it, Boss."
They looked at the screen..."A woman killed him?"...Langer spoke.
"Women can kill, too...better sometimes."...Ziva smirked.
"You're a weird chick, David."
"It's Dah-veed!"
"Does anyone see anything wrong with this picture?"...Gibbs asked.
McGee looked at Gibbs..."Boss?"
"Isn't that our dead guy sitting next to her?"...Gibbs points at a man sitting next to the woman with the guy.
"And two cars ahead, Gibbs."...Ziva added..."Show the photo before this one again, McGee."
McGee clicked back a photo, showing the victim, he then puts the two photos side-by-side next to each other..."Twins?"...McGee asked with a curious look on his face.