I'm really sorry for the long update! The laptop I was using was my school laptop, and now that it's summer, they've got it until next year. I had all my stories on my flash drive, but I lost it. :( But, I've been working hard looking at my stories, and continuing where I left off. :)

Hope you're happy with this chapter. :) I'm going to give you a warning, it is a cliff hanger. But I'll try to get chapter 5 uploaded soon.

Chapter 4

"Agent Marsicano, can you come here?" Tony cues Clarissa over by the window.

Clarissa walks to him with a puzzled look. "Is there a problem Agent DiNozzo?"

"I wouldn't really call it a problem, more of a mistake." Tony sits on the window ledge.

"What do you mean?"

"You know how you've got to have that DNA test done to get your I.D. badge?"

"Yes."

"Well, you see yours seemed to go missing; it never reached the lab. So, if you don't mind, could you give another sample?" Tony asks taking out a test tube out of his inside jacket pocket.

"How does it go missing? Is NCIS as bad of a place as I heard?"

"Whoa! Who had told you that?" Tony stands back up.

"My old supervisor." Clarissa answers. "He didn't want me to leave Italy, so he said stupid stuff to make me stay in Italy. He said that I better not end up at the Navy Yard because anybody involved with the Navy in any kind of way are just losers, trying to be like everybody else."

"Well, your supervisor has got a way wrong. Without us, a lot of these crimes wouldn't have been taken care of, because the FBI, CIA, and other Federal Offices don't have enough teams for every case." Tony looks out the window. "Plus, we're like a family here."

Clarissa swallows hard and mumbles, "Yeah, that's because we are." But Tony doesn't hear it.

"Anyways, we really need your DNA sample again." Tony looks back at Clarissa. "Just to verify who you are. We're not going to look at anything too personal, like family, or family history. Just helps us with the different DNA database entrances we have like in MTAC, and the garage."

"Well, I suppose you could." Clarissa opens her mouth, and Tony takes a small swab. Clarissa's phone then rings. "Agent Marsicano." Tony walks back to his desk, to pick up some papers, and he watches Clarissa. "I'll be right there. Thank you." She walks over to Tony. "I've got a good lead on the case, I'll see you guys later."

Tony watches Clarissa leave, and as soon as the elevator doors close, he bolts to the back stair case, and races to the Abby's lab. "Abby!" He shouts over the music as he enters the lab. "Abby!" He shouts again when he reaches her.

Abby turns off the music, and turns her attention to Tony. "Is there something I can help you with?" Abby asks with a cheerful smile.

"I need you to run this DNA sample. I want all information on this person."

"Who?" Abby asks taking the DNA sample from Tony, walking towards Major Mass Spec.

"Agent Marsicano."

Abby stops in her tracks. "DiNozzo, if her information is already in the AFIS database, I can just look her name up."

"Yeah, but something seems a little fishy about her. I want to see her information files from Italy, and perhaps if she was involved in something else. I want to see her birth certificate, and every detail about her."

Abby gives a confusing look to Tony, and heads towards the machine. "Major Mass Spec, do your thing!" Abby walks back to Tony, and stands there in silence.

"About how long will it take to get results?" Tony asks about a minute after the silence started.

"Tony, what did I tell you? You can't rush Major Mass Spec. He'll get nervous and act up. The proper wait with take roughly an hour the fastest. But since she's already in the AFIS database, it will be quicker. I will be sure to call you when the time comes."

"No. I'll just wait here. I could actually use a nap." Tony yawns. "Mind if I use your sleeping bag?"

Abby chuckles, and nods. "You know where it is." She turns around, back to the computer.

After Tony grabs the sleeping bad, and lays it down, he grabs Bert to use as a pillow. "So what are you working on?"

"Our Petty Officer Third Class Joshua Mann. There were weird contents left in his stomach, like and eyeball, pinky toe, and what seems to be a pig nose."

Tony shivers thinking about seeing that in a man's stomach. "Glad I'm not the scientist, or doctor here. I would not like that."

Abby just laughs at him. "Oh, DiNozzo."

Tony puts his hands behind his head, and just stares at the ceiling. A half hour passes by when his phone rings. "DiNozzo! Where the hell are you?" Gibbs shouts on the phone. "Boss." Tony sits up, and looks at Abby. "I'm down in Abby's lab."

"He is!" Abby shouts.

"Well get up stairs!" Gibbs hangs up. "Well, got to go." Tony stands up, turning around to take care of the sleeping bag.

"Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it." Abby smiles.

"Thank you." Tony drops the sleeping bag, and leaves the lab.

When Tony gets upstairs, everybody is there, staring at him. Tony walks slower entering the bullpen. "Did I do something wrong?"

"Get some work done instead of chatting. Abby has work to do as well."

"For your information-" Gibbs gives him a death stare. "Working. Got it." Tony continues to work on the case. As time goes by, he keeps glancing at his phone, waiting for it to ring.

"Waiting for a call Tony?" McGee asks.

"Yeah, I am, McSnooper."

Gibbs looks up at Tony.

"Yes, it deals with work. It's not a personal ca-" *Ring! Ring!* "Hello?" "Tony, it's Abby. You need to get down here pronto!" "Are the results in?" "Yeah, they did! And you're not going to believe the information if I tell you! You need to get down here!" "OK, I'll be right there."

Tony gets up, stepping out from his desk, and Ziva asks, "Did the stomach results come in?"

"No." That's all Tony says, and leaves to the basement. As soon as the elevator doors open in the basement, Tony darts for the lab. Abby is facing her computer which is on screen saver. "What is it Abs!?" Tony walks to the TV screen to see the results.

Abby doesn't look at him. She reaches her hand out, and hits the spacebar.

The results pop up, and Tony steps back. "No. It can't be."