"What do you have," Gibbs said, walking into Autopsy. He looked around.
"Palmer! Where's Ducky?" He not-so-kindly asked.
"He's in Abby's lab," Palmer replied. Sighing, Gibbs went back up to Abby's lab.
"An earwig?" Karsyn asked, looking at what Ducky brought. "And you're sure Owen used it?"
"Whaddaya got," Gibbs said, walking into the lab, again. "An earwig, perhaps?" Karsyn, Abby, and Ducky all stared at Gibbs.
"Umm… yea," Karsyn answered. "Abby said she could trace it."
"I did?" Abby questioned.
"Yes, you did," said Karsyn, glaring at Abby.
"Yes, you did," Gibbs added angrily. Then he left without another word, and Ducky went back downstairs, leaving Karsyn and Abby.
"You wanted him to know we got pretty much nowhere!?" Karsyn asked Abby. Without giving Abby a chance to respond, she said, "You heard Gibbs, you said you'd trace it!" And she walked away.
"Wow, for only being here for a week, she's certainly got the Gibbs stare down," Abby
whispered to herself.
"Carlton had a criminal record," DiNozzo said. "Robbed a general store in the fifth grade. Started out as a bad guy early."
"He's certainly not the smartest person either," McGee added. "Average grade a D plus."
"So why would anyone hate me and him so much that they wanted me to kill him?" Karsyn asked.
Gibbs' phone rang just then. "I think I might have an answer," Gibbs said, hanging up the phone. "Abby's got something."