Normally it would piss Gibbs off to be restricted to the Navy Yard but with the case and his father's death, Gibbs understood his boss's decision. After all Leon did witness Gibbs breaking the two way mirror with a suspect in interrogation by lifting the man up and shoving him against the wall. And since the victim was an admiral, a lot of top military officials would be visiting the NCIS building wanting answers.

The team were all in the bullpen. Ellie was running through a list of women arrested for prostitution to see if any of them had a history of working at the Park Place Motel. After she was done with that she was planning on then running the debit and credit charges against those who hand worked the Motel to see if anyone of them were there when the Admiral died. Tony was going over every employee and guest at the motel to cross check them with the Admiral to determine whether or not they had contact. McGee and Gibbs were both going over the Admirals records and previous contacts in search of a reason for the Admiral to be killed. Two hours passed of this and it was clear that Tim and Tony's all-nighter was catching up with them. Gibbs called the three to his desk, and then pointed at Tony to speak first.

DiNozzo looked at his boss, at his co-workers and then at his desk. "Uh I went over every employee and the rest of the guests. None of them have a reason to kill the Admiral and have never been in contact with them."

Next Gibbs motioned to Bishop. Bishop handed Gibbs a folder, Gibbs just took it and dropped it on his desk. "Only one woman previously arrested for prostitution at the Motel was in the area yesterday. But she has an alibi for the Admirals murder." Gibbs looked at Bishop wanting to hear the alibi so Bishop added, "She was arrested again at 8 pm."

Gibbs didn't call on McGee because he knew that McGee didn't have anything either. Gibbs pointed at Tim and Tony. "You two. Go home. Get some sleep."

McGee went to his desk to grab his stuff, but Tony lingered in front of his boss's desk. Earlier the Director had made a point that Tony was the lead, in case that fact slipped Gibbs mind. "Uh Boss, Vance mentioned that I am in charge…" Tony said this trying to sound respectful to Gibbs but also tiptoeing around Gibbs personal feelings.

Gibbs reaction was different than what Tony expected, "I know. If anything comes up I will call you." Tony stood a minute longer and then left with his backpack hanging from one shoulder.

Now it was only Bishop and Gibbs. Bishop had gone back to her desk right before the boys left and once they were gone, Bishop got back up from her desk and approached Gibbs desk from his right. "Uh, Gibbs I am not sure what you want me to do now."

Her boss gave her a strange faraway look for a few seconds and then he stood up and motioned for Bishop to follow him. They ended up at the evidence garage where Abby had busied herself with building a live model of the Motel room where the murder happened. Everything before them had been taken from the motel room, even the carpeting.

Abby had the same dummy that the boys used last night sitting on the bed in the exact way the body was found. Gibbs took the dummy off the bed and handed it to Abby and then sat on the bed. He looked at the floor at the edge and then surveyed the carpet on the sides of the beds. He had a look on his face that Abby recognized but not Bishop. It was a look of pure puzzlement.

"Abby, footprints?"

Abby sighed. "The carpeting is really, really dirty. I found particles from multiple different sources including, dirt, dust and even sand which is odd because there is no place with sand at the Motel. Now I found tiny ridges in the carpet but there is no way to tie anything I found in the carpeting to our killer. The killer is a ghost."

Gibbs broke eye contact and then stood up from the bed. He looked around at every inch of the room as he paced around the bed which sat in the center of the room. He was at a slight disadvantage because he was never present at the crime scene. Bishop and Abby watched him bemused from outside the two by four frames.

Six minutes passed before Gibbs came out of his focused state of mind and talked again. "It makes no sense. There cannot NOT be evidence. There HAS to be evidence." Gibbs was speaking louder, not yelling but not talking at a normal tone either. The two woman just looked at him. Five seconds later, Gibbs gently pushed Bishop onto the bed. He stood in front of her holding his arm out like he was holding a pistol. He lowered his arm so it was angled to mimic a five foot eight tall shooter. Bishop studied her boss's body language and found herself more intrigued than nervous. She even smiled a little but very quickly stopped.

Gibbs narrated as he acted out the murder the way he saw it in his head. "The killer shot the Admiral in the forehead, square between the eyes." Bishop followed Gibbs lead and laid on the bed mimicking the way the Admiral had died. Gibbs continued, "It would have been a quick death. The shooter would have had to take the bullet behind the admiral almost immediately or we'd see where the bullet was on the bedding."

Gibbs turned to Abby. "Abs, let me see the crime scene photos. Specifically this bed." Abby pulled out her Microsoft Surface and opened up the photos app and swiped until she found the one with the best view of the bed. Abby held the tablet in front of her as Gibbs studied it carefully. Bishop stayed where she was but watched Abby and Gibbs. Gibbs looked at the bedding Bishop was laying on. Abby had it exactly like the picture.

At an impasse Gibbs left without a word. Abby yelled at him, "No Caf Pow!?" She didn't get an answer, Bishop left the bed and walked next to Abby.

"He can't leave the Navy Yard."