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After several tries and pieces of clothes discarded, which Joy would pass to Tim through a gap in the glass door, they figured out that Jethro was reacting to Joy's jacket.

Joy examines it, and frowns at it as she notices something curious, "this is not my jacket."

"What do you mean, this is not your jacket? I saw you put it on this morning," says Matthew, looking at McGee who is restraining Jethro in the backyard. He's calmer now, but he definitely reacted in a weird way when he sniffed the jacket.

Joy shakes her head, as her brother's fashion sense was restricted to jeans, or marine uniforms.

"This is not my jacket. It is exactly the same color, the same buttons, different cut, same cloth, but mine is not this brand. I don't buy things of this brand." She points the slip on the back of the neck of the jacket.

McGee enters the house, after putting a leash on Jethro and tying him to a tree in the backyard. Sarah and Priscilla are sitting in the kitchen chairs, waiting for Jethro to calm down.

"So, what's the verdict?" Tim looks at Joy, and sees she's examining her jacket.

"This is not my jacket?"

"But…" he frowns, "where did you get this one, and where is your jacket?"

Both agents look at each other, and both remember the closet where Mrs. Beckinsale put their jackets, and the number of jackets and coats hanging from it. "Beckinsales."

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After a change of clothes for Joy, Tim and Joy left for the local NCIS office, and requested the use of their office. They packed the jacket as evidence and requested it to be sent to Abby. Meanwhile, they explained what happened to Abby through a video call.

Abby then informed them that Temperance had returned to NCIS, and was currently helping Jimmy with the gathering of evidence in Autopsy, so they might continue the analysis of the shooting victims.

"Temp and Jimmy, alone in autopsy, not good," says Joy with a smile, "not good at all."

"They said that they just had coffee together," says Abby.

"Sure, and I had just a drink with McGee when I met him," says Joy, her voice full of irony.

"Really, one day you guys have to tell me the whole story," says Abby, grinning.

McGee blushes, and changes the subject, "Hey Abby, where is that guy, the other agent who was supposed to help you out?"

"Agent Sleazy?"

"Slate, Abby, Special Agent Slate," says Joy smiling at the goth.

"Well, he took one look at my pigtails, tattoos and fishnets and said that we were all crazy in this agency, and left. He didn't stay with us in the lab for more than one hour. But your sister is cool, she likes my music."

Joy rolls her eyes, "thank God for small mercies."

Abby smile fades, and she becomes very serious and changes subject.

"Ah, about the other thing, you know, the thing, it is coming down tonight," says Abby, and Joy immediately tenses up.

"Other thing, what other thing?" Tim frowns at Abby's serious face, and he notices how Joy avoids his eyes. Both women ignore him, and are staring at each other seriously.

"Tonight already? Is everything and everyone already set?"

"Yes, a good defense is a smart offense," says Abby with a small grin.

"Ok, keep me posted."

"Wait a second, what's going on tonight?" Tim doesn't get an answer from Abby, who disconnects without explaining their mysterious conversation.

"What's going on, Joy?"

She ignores him and starts gathering the papers from the table, and putting them inside her folder, so they may leave.

"Joy," he stops her, with his hands on her shoulders, "What's happening tonight?"

"Here is not the time, nor the place, let's go home first, then we talk." Joy looks him in the eye, and he sees how serious she is. Whatever it is happening, it's not good, and he fears it somehow might involve his father.

He studies her face, "Ok, but we go home now and you will tell me what's going on. Everything."

"Everything." She concedes, and they pack their things, and leave.

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After school, Jake invites Rick to stay for his band practice. Rick says he would have to ask his mom's permission. Jake immediately gets his mobile phone and offers it to Rick.

Rick talks with his mom, and gives the phone to Jake, who promises to walk Rick home after practice.

Rick stays.

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Back in DC, despite the dark cloud that seemed to be hovering over NCIS, their investigation must go on. As soon as Abby receives the jacket by a NCIS courier, she starts working on it, and after the report from Tim and Joy from Norfolk, Tony and Ziva are investigating the Beckinsales.

They find out that the family had moved into the neighborhood three years ago. Dad was a commercial representative for drill machines, and travelled a lot, not only in the US but also abroad.

Mom was a handcraft artist, who sold her pieces through her website, and the couple lived in Norfolk with their son, one little boy one year older than Rick, who played in the same team.

After some digging, they were able to receive information from the local police that, for some reason, there had been an increase in the availability of drugs in and around Norfolk. This increase matched the arrival of the Beckinsales in the neighborhood.

It was an interesting coincidence, if you were the type of person to believe in coincidences. However, Gibbs has never believed in them, and orders his team to check the background of the family, and the co-workers and the previous city where they had moved from.

"DIG DEEPER," barks Gibbs, and Tony and Ziva keep on investigating.

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Meanwhile, since hearing the name of Kieran McGee for the first time, Hope and her army of snoops were carefully cataloguing all steps and contacts made from and to his mobile and land lines.

She ordered her team to create a complete dossier, and had shared only the basics with Faith, when she had to drop the bomb of his possible connection with the Mafia to Joy and the rest of NCIS.

She contacted past co-workers, subalterns, anyone who had ever contacted or worked with him. She found several people who, as soon as she informed that she was investigating one Kieran McGee, clammed up and refused to say a word. Apparently, the commander had truly terrified those he had contact with, leaving a path of destroyed lives and shortened careers in his wake.

But she had a breakthrough that afternoon, as she received the last known address of a young sergeant who had been dishonorably discharged a couple of months ago. Apparently, the young man had been caught with drugs during a routine inspection, and, even though he adamantly refused to admit those drugs were his, he had been dismissed.

Hope, alongside with another agent from her snoop team, went all the way to Delaware, and knocked on the door of a small house in a small rural city.

A very old lady opened the door, and studied the two FBI agents with rheumy eyes.

"What do you want?" she asks, in a voice that shows that she had smoked too many cigarettes back in the day.

"Ma'am, we're here to talk with Sergeant Thomas Delaney, is he in?"

She studies them for a moment, and frowns, "Why would you want to speak with my Tommy?"

Hope glances at the other agent, who shrugs, as if to say, why not?

"We would like to question him about Commander Kieran McGee," says Hope, finally deciding to speak the truth.

The old lady smiles, showing teeth yellowed by nicotine, "are you guys finally going to send that bastard to jail?"

Hope smiles, as apparently they found an ally, "yes ma'am, we're doing our best to achieve that goal."

She opens the door, and waves with her hand, indicating that the agents should come in, "finally, someone to hear our story," she says.

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After some cups of disgustingly sweet coffee, and a long conversation about the past, Hope and the other agent left with several boxes, all containing evidence gathered by Sergeant Delaney, before his mysterious death three weeks previously. After he was kicked out of the Navy, he started to investigate Kieran McGee, and compiled the testimony of several other people who crossed his path and, if they were useful to him, were blackmailed to work to him, if they weren't, he would simply remove them from his way, no matter the cost.

"Tell me how," says Hope to her colleague, "every single person who crosses the Commander's path, if they clash with him, end dead?" She looks at him, and he shakes his head, as he starts the car.

"I think that's what we have to find out, before your sister and the commander's son are added to that list."

They drive off.