"Boss, I've found something."
"What is it McGee?"
"Lieutenant Davies has been found."
"Where?"
"La Costa Motel, Virginia."
"Alive?"
"Dead."
"Grab your gear. Let's go."
Gibbs and McGee walked into the hotel room. Lieutenant Davies was laying face down on the bed naked, a knife in his back. Gibbs scanned the room. Finding his wallet, Gibbs flicked through it. It contained the Lieutenant's military ID. Cash and cards were still in it. McGee was searching the rest of the rooms, when he came back out, with a trash-can in his hands.
"Boss, I've found something."
"What is it, McGee?"
"Numerous condoms, Boss. Seems that the lieutenant had company, when he was killed."
"Bag them. I want DNA and fingerprints off them if possible. Get them to Abby."
"On it, Boss." McGee replied, as Gibbs turned to Ducky.
"Time of death, Duck?"
"Jethro, don't ask me questions like that, so early after meeting the deceased." Ducky and Jimmy rolled the officer onto his side, and Ducky gently slipped the liver probe into the victim.
Reading the instrument, he looked up at Gibbs.
"He hasn't been dead longer than six hours."
"Defensive wounds?"
"Not that I can tell, Jethro. It seems that we have black widow. I can only speculate at this point, but it seems that our Lieutenant died during intercourse."
"Cash is missing from his wallet."
"Prostitute robbing him?"
"Possibly. We'll know more when we get the DNA and prints off the condoms. Can we get the knife out of him?"
"You can take it, Jethro," Ducky replied, looking down at the corpse.
Gibbs slowly pulled the knife, from the deceased's back and slipped it into a bag. A long black handle, with a serrated seven inch blade, Gibbs had a little trouble getting it into the bag.
"I'll get the poor man back to the lab, Jethro. I'll start the autopsy as soon, as I return."
"Where you heading to Duck?"
"I have to make a stop on the way, Gibbs. I won't be long."
Jimmy and Ducky managed to get the Lieutenant onto the gurney, before rolling him out of the motel room. McGee approached Gibbs. I've taken photos and measurements boss. After a search, I haven't found anything pertinent."
"Good, McGee. Alright, let's get back to the office."
"Abby? Ducky? What are you doing here?"
"We came to see how you two are doing," Abby replied happily. She looked past Kate and a Tony.
"Tony!" Abby squealed happily, rushing over to him and enveloping him in a large hug. He groaned slightly. "Hey Abby!"
"Caitlyn," Ducky greeted her, hugging her.
"Hey Ducky."
"How are you holding up?" He asked. Kate looked over at Tony and Abby who where sat on the couch, chatting happily.
"Tired," she replied, a flat laugh escaping her.
"How are your wounds healing?"
"My ribs still hurt, but apart from that, I'm fine. I'm more worried about Tony."
"Understandable," Ducky replied solemnly. "Kate, I have to tell you something."
"What is it Ducky?"
"Gibbs knows."
"Gibbs knows what?"
"Caitlyn, we all saw you after Tony got shot. Gibbs isn't a fool. We had a chat about you two. I told him to leave you be. You and Tony have to sort it out for yourselves. Gibbs won't interfere."
"Ducky, I…" she was interrupted by Ducky raising his hand.
"Caitlyn, don't. Now that I know you are well, I feel that Abby would like to catch up with you. Not to mention, I would to see how Anthony is." He smiled at her, and walked over to Abby. He patted her on the shoulder and whispered in her ear. Abby gave Tony one, last, bone-crushing hug before bounding over to Kate.
"Hey Kate. How are you?" Abby beamed at her. Kate chuckled.
"I'm fine Abby. How's McGee?"
"You want to know about mcGee?"
"Didn't you have lunch with Tim?"
Kate and Abby chatted happily, joking and laughing, while Tony and Ducky talked solemnly.
The doors to Autopsy opened, and Gibbs walked in briskly. He scanned the room, and found Jimmy at the desk, writing some notes.
"Agent Gibbs?" Jimmy asked, surprised.
"Where's Dr Mallard?" Gibbs asked.
"I, err, don't know, sir."
"Didn't he come back with you?"
"I dropped him off. I don't know where it was. Dr Mallard, gave me directions. I had to use the sat-nav to get back here. But, Abby was outside the building." The doors to Autopsy opened, and Ducky walked in.
"Ah, Jethro. I was just about to start the autopsy. Jimmy if you could scrub up please." Jimmy nodded and grabbed a helmet and apron before scrubbing up.
"Where did you go Duck?" Gibbs whispered.
"I went to Anthony and Caitlyn. I was curious as to their present condition. Abby was there as well, she gave a ride back here." Ducky pulled off his coat and hat, and washed his hand, before pulling on an apron and helmet. Slipping gloves onto his hands, he examined the body.
"Jethro, it's going to be a while before we have anything for you. Head home, and I'll call you if we get anything."
"Duck…"
"Do I have to throw you out of Autopsy, Jethro. You look like you could do with some sleep."
"I'll sleep here," Gibbs replied, as he grabbed a roll of paper and used it as a pillow, laying down on a free table. Ducky sighed and switched off the appropriate light.
"Abby, where have you been?" McGee asked, as he entered the lab.
"I went to see Tony and Kate, Tim. I heard about some condoms that need testing."
McGee handed Abby two bags.
"Was this the knife used to kill him?" Abby asked. McGee nodded and Abby carefully withdrew the knife from the bag. Heading over to a clear plastic box, she rested it on the plinth and closed the lid. Switching on a machine, a white gas filled the box. McGee grabbed the futon from under desk, and lay on the floor, not wanting to leave without the results. Abby giggled, and carried on her work.