A/N: The interrogation may get a little tricky. I switch between the two interviewers. Sorry if it's hard to keep up with.

The elevator was crowded. Inside was Gibbs, Tony, Ziva, McGee, and four teenagers accused of being the 'masterminds' behind the party and 'dealing with' Private Conway. There were two girls and two boys. When the doors opened, the teens were ushered out. They walked towards the interrogation rooms and the blonde girl started to cry. Se had been jittery since they first showed up at her home.

"How are we doing this, Boss?" Tony asked as they stopped in the hallway.

"Do we even have four rooms available?" McGee asked.

"Girls in one, boys in the other," said Gibbs. He turned to walk away.

"That's a bit sexist, isn't it?" the angry girl with the dyed black hair and the blonde roots called out, repeating nearly the same phrase that JJ said this morning causing Gibbs to give in. He wasn't giving in now though. He just ignored her and turned the corner. McGee opened one door and let the boys in, closing it behind them. He saw Tony do the same for the girls. The crying one walked right in, but the other one stood her ground with her arms crossed in front of her. Tony gently grabbed her shoulder and guided her to the door. She shrugged his hand away. "Keep your hands off me, you dirty old man!"*

"Hey," Tony said, "who you calling 'old'?"* He shut the door harder than necessary once she was inside.

"Rule number one is 'never let suspects stay together', is it not?"

"It's a little unclear," McGee said. "Its also 'never screw over your partner'."

"And you wonder why I can never remember them."

Tony, Ziva, and McGee pulled up their own chairs and congregated around Gibbs' desk. He was squinting at something on his computer screen. "Okay," Tony said, "there are two rooms, each with two suspects in them, and there are four of us. Who's getting who?"

"They are teenage girls, Tony!" Ziva stated. "I assumed even you had boundaries."

"You never assume, Ziva," said McGee. "You always double check. That's rule number three."

"I thought rule three was 'never be unreachable'?"

"It is."

"He's right, but even DiNozzo wouldn't go that far just to get laid." Gibbs picked up his phone to check his voicemail.

"You and I could interview the girls while Gibbs and McGruber interview the guys."

McGee asked, "Then who's observing?"

"The video cameras!"

"I could interview the girls alone and you could observe, Tony."

"I don't know, Zee-Vah. That one with the bad dye job seems to have an attitude."

"You don't think I can handle two little girls?"

"And what makes you think I can't handle the other two alone?" Gibbs hung his phone back up. "McGee, observe David. DiNozzo, you're watching me."

"Yes, Boss," said Tony, clearly disappointed. Gibbs glared at him. "I mean, Yes, Boss!" This time with more enthusiasm, however fake it may be.

Ziva was sitting in front of the two girls on the other side of the metal table. "Please state your name for the record."

"Allison Jenner," said the crying girl, who had used tissues piling up in front of her.

"Kat Sampson," the other girl said.

"Geoff Harrison," said one boy sitting across from Gibbs.

"Al Bundy," the other kid said.

"Your real name," Gibbs said.

"What makes you think it's not?" Gibbs glared. "Trevor Goddard," he sighed.

"Tell me about the party," Gibbs said.

"It was supposed to be fun," said Allison. "One last party before Geoff went off to college."

"Where was the party held?" Ziva asked.

"It was my place," Geoff said. "My dad is in Chicago. It wasn't supposed to get as out of control as it did."

"Melanie wasn't even supposed to be there," said Trevor.

"No one even wanted her there," Kat scoffed. "She was just a loser wannabe."

"She was a nobody," Trevor said at the same time.

"She was someone's daughter!" Ziva yelled at the same time Gibbs said, "She was a Marine!"

Tony looked from one window to the other. "That was weird." He and McGee were standing in the observation room between both interrogations.

Kat slapped the palms of her hands on the table, causing Allison to jump. "She's the moron who couldn't hold her liquor and passed out!"

"I mean," Trevor started, throwing his hands in the air, "who dies that way?!"

"Why did you move her?" asked Gibbs.

"Are you kidding?" Kat asked unbelievably. "Our parents would kill us if they knew we had been drinking. Geoff's dad was supposed to come home that next afternoon. We couldn't just leave her there!"

"Why not just call the cops?" asked Ziva. She could not believe the garbage coming out of this girl's mouth.

"I'm going to school on a scholarship," Geoff said, desperation dripping from his words. "I'm going to Columbia. This could get it revoked. It could ruin my whole future."

"You weren't think about your future while you were drinking it away. Or while you watched Melanie drink hers away." Gibbs leaned forward and spoke with a rough, raw voice.

"We didn't kill her," Allison said.

"You did not stop it either." Ziva stood and left the room. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath trying to compose herself before entering observation. "I do not believe these girls! Especially the one with the struck up nose."

McGee corrected her. "Stuck up nose."

"Whatever. How is Gibbs doing?"

"The man has nerves of iron," Tony said.

"He'd have to dealing with you."

"I'd watch it, McAnnoying. There is a reason you weren't allowed to question."

"Same goes for you, yes?" smirked Ziva. McGee chuckled.

"What's going to happen to us?" asked Geoff.

Trevor huffed. "He can't do anything to us. He can't prove if we were drinking that night. And we didn't kill Melanie. Not to mention we aren't Navy Rats." The boy leaned back in his chair with his arms folded across his chest, smirking.

Gibbs looked down and chuckled. "You're right. I'm not going to do anything to you."

"What?!?!" Tony, Ziva and McGee all exclaimed.

Gibbs rose from his chair. "But that' only because you're not my problem anymore." He walked to the door. "I'm handing you over to the police." He opened the door. He added, "And your parents," before closing it behind him. Ziva couldn't help chuckling as she saw Geoff about to cry and the mouthy Trevor looked shocked and scared out of his mind.

*Those were lines I heard on Law and Order SVU. I thought it was perfect for Tony!