"I once knew a Constance, she was very shy, the exact opposite of you, my dear."...Ducky smiles..."I met her at the Musée du Louvre in Paris, I remember her being quite shocked at the size of the Mona Lisa, I believe her exact words were: 'Where's the rest of it?'"...Ducky chuckled..."Lovely girl, though...ah, all done."...Ducky smiled at Constance as he held up a full vial of her blood..."To Abby, Mr. Palmer."...He hands it to Jimmy, then pulls the needle out out of her arm, placing a cotton ball on the insertion point, he loosens the surgical tube around her arm..."I'm sorry, I only have tape, no band-aids."

"That's okay, Doctor."...She smiled.

"Ah, call me Ducky."...He smiled back.

The entire time Tony sat on an adjacent autopsy table just staring at her.

Ziva stood watching him watching her..."What are you thinking, Tony?"

"How much she looks like her mother."

"She was very beautiful, yes?"

Tony's eyes broke away from Constance, swinging toward Ziva, he smiles at her..."Yeah, but..."

"You're next, Anthony."...Ducky called out.

"Uh, Ducky, my DNA is on file."

"Yes, it is, but just in case...you and DNA do not get along."...Ducky chuckled.

"What do you mean?"...Constance asked.

"Well, about three years ago, a forensic assistant stole Tony's blood, amongst other items and framed him for murder; it all started when marines found two surgically removed legs in the woods..."

"Uh, Ducky, I don't think she needs to hear that one."...Tony spoke up, interrupting Ducky.

"I would like to hear anything and everything about you."...Constance smiled looking at Tony.

"Lets leave that one for another time, okay?"...Tony said, taking off his suit jacket.  Ziva takes it from him, hanging it over her arm.

Ducky chuckles as he makes his way over to Tony, he pushes his sleeve past his elbow, wrapping a surgical tube around his arm.

"That was weird upstairs, right?"...Tony whispered.

"Weird how, Tony?"...Ducky asked.

"The whole hug thing, you know, never meeting me, never knowing me, but hugs me like that?"

"Aww."...Ducky started to speak, sliding the needle into his arm and starts to draw blood.

"She probably has had this fantasy played out in her mind her entire life, Tony."...Ziva added..."And girls are, how you say, emotional, yes?"

"They certainly can be, Ziva, even the strongest of ones."...Tony flashed Ziva a smile.

"Another one for Abby, Mr. Palmer."...Ducky called out, holding up the vial with Tony's blood in it. Jimmy didn't respond, Ducky quickly turns, scanning the area..."Mr. Palmer?"

"Didn't you already send him, Ducky?"

"I did?"..Ducky questioned.

"Pneumothorax."...Constance stated, hopping off the autopsy table.

"Hmm?"...Ducky expressed as he turned around.

Constance was walking towards a chest x-ray on a brightened film wall..."You know, a collapsed lung." 

Ducky moved quickly over, pulling the x-ray off the wall.

"Oh, don't worry, I've seen my share of bad x-rays, my mom was a veterinarian, I use to help her out sometimes...but what are those 20 or so black marks, they seem uniform."...Constance pointed at several of the marks on the film.

"Do you want to study medicine?"...Ducky asked.

"I'd like to if the opportunity opens itself for me, but I have to worry about college first."

"College?"...Tony repeated.

"Yeah, I've been accepted to a few places."

"Really?"...Tony responded with a smug smile, feeling proud..."Where?"

"Indiana University, University of Michigan."...Tony's smile quickly disappeared at the mere mention of Michigan.

"Harvard."

Tony ears perked up..."Did you say H-Harvard?"

"Yeah, but it's so expensive, tuition is like 32 thousand a year."...Constance answered.

"THE Harvard? The one in Massachusetts?"

Constance laughs..."Is there any other?"

Tony shrugs..."How about Ohio State?"

"I didn't apply, mom really didn't like it there."

"Yikes."...Tony grits his teeth..."Did I mess up that bad?"

Constance shrugs..."You tell me."

"Heh."...Tony laughs nervously..."Uh, well."

"How are old are you, Constance?"...Ducky asked, saving Tony from himself.

"She's 16."...Tony spoke under his breath as Constance stated the same thing.

Ziva looks at Tony..."Did you know?"

Tony shook his head left to right..."No, but it makes sense."

"How so?"

"Melissa broke up with me and transferred to some college in Texas the next day...and up until today, I still didn't know the exact reason why, but at the same time, I wasn't shocked, I wasn't exactly the most mature person."...Tony sighs..."It was all about sports and partying and being the sex ma..."...Tony stopped, hopping off the table..."Did you talk to Gibbs about the victim, Ducky?"

Ducky nods..."He also told me to tell you to take a long lunch, that he and Timothy would question her co-workers."

"How many times, Ducky, you know?"

"27."

Tony shook his head as Ducky turns, moving over to Constance..."Come, lets go meet, Abigail...speaking of higher education, I went to Eton College, ever heard of it?"

Constance shook her head no..."Where's that, Doctor?"

"Ducky, please."

"Ducky."...She said, appeasing him.

Ducky smiles, guiding her towards the elevator..."It's in England, my dear, then I graduated from Edinburgh Medical School."

"That's the capital of Scotland, isn't it?"...She said as they passed through the sliding door.

Tony swung his eyes from them to Ziva..."Why aren't you with Gibbs and McGee?"

"There are some things more important, Tony."

"What if I'm not her father?"

Ziva raises her palm to his cheek, caressing it gently..."Lets worry about one thing at a time, hmm."...She smiled, she leans forward about to kiss him when the sliding door opened. She stops, turning towards it.

"Oh, sorry."...Palmer spoke.

"No problem, Jimbo."...Tony said, taking his jacket from Ziva as they walked towards the elevator..."I wonder what kind of foods she likes."

"She likes jelly donuts."...Ziva quickly replied.

"Heh. Of course, she does."