Disclaimer: I don't own anything, except Andrea.
A/N: If I got some of the medical junk wrong, then I'm sorry, but I needed it in there. Enjoy!
Chapter Four; New Information
Jenny shook her head as she sat on the edge of an autopsy table. Andrea was on another table being examined by Ducky.
"Other than that little fainting spell you seem like a perfectly healthy young woman." Ducky said placing his doctoral tools into a box. "I'm sorry we had to meet this way and that our Director didn't introduce us earlier." He said throwing a sideways glance at an anxious looking Jenny.
"I'm sorry Ducky, but we had more important thing to worry about than introductions." Jen said hopping off the table, her sister doing the same thing.
"Well the underlying cause for your dizziness could be stress related or- " He started but was cut off by Abby dashing into the room.
"It wasn't an accident!" The Goth said earning confused glances from the other occupants of the room. "Andy you didn't faint because you were stressed, you were poisoned!"
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"So according to Abby, Andrea had an unusually high dose of ruphinol in her system." Ziva began glancing up from a lab report.
"Did Ducky's examination show sexual assault?" Jen asked her mind focused on the case, and she almost completely forget that the main suspect….. Or should she say victim, was her sister.
"No, surprising since it is a date rape drug." Tony supplied.
She let out a shaky breath thanking god that her baby sister hadn't been put through that torture. Everyone gave her a look, asking why she didn't already know that; like they expected Andy to tell her everything. They really didn't know Andrea that well.
She shook off the feeling that she should be a lot closer to her sister than she was, but you can't change what happened in the past; especially if it made you who you are now.
"I want her put into protective custody," Gibbs started, moving from his desk; throwing away his coffee cup as he went. "She'll be fine at your house right Director?"
She gave him a 'Did you even have to ask?' look and he nodded his head as if to say 'Thought so'. His hand fell to her back, guiding her to the elevator without protest. Again leaving the team, or mostly DiNozzo, to discuss things he really shouldn't poke his nose into.
"Why do you think she never talked about her?" Tony said eyes still on the already closed elevator doors.
"Maybe she never thought it was important to discuss her family." McGee said.
"Maybe because it is her personal business." Ziva said hoping to end the conversation. She wasn't comfortable speculating on her friends' private life.
" Or maybe it is because something unspeakable happened, tearing the two sisters apart." Tony said dramatically as if it were part of a trailer to a movie.
The other two just gave him the 'Shut up' look.
"I'm just saying, it could happen." Tony mumbled under his breath. Why couldn't they have good ideas like him?
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In the elevator Jen sighed, the day just kept getting more and more complicated. To her surprise they made it all the way to the ground floor without the emergency switch being flicked. And just like before he guided her out of the elevator and building quietly. After a block of walking she was fed up with guessing what he was up to.
She stopped walking and turned to face Gibbs, who already had a smirk on his face. "What are we doing?"
"Walking."
"Jethro?" She sighed impatiently.
"You needed a break." He said trying to pull her along again.
"And why do you care what I need all of the sudden?" She asked, her hand landing on her hip, just as it always did when she argued with him.
"Well I'm outta coffee…." He joked, earning a badly hidden grin from her.
"Well in that case I guess taking a break is okay." Jen said walking off in front of him, swinging her hips more than necessary, just because she knew he was watching. In two large strides he caught up with her and his hand rested on her back again.
They reached the entrance to a small diner, not the usual by far. She looked over at him and he already knew what she was going to ask.
"Well it's about time for lunch, and starbucks doesn't have food like this." He said grabbing the door and holding it open for her.
She stepped into the little restaurant and headed over to a booth in the back, a practice she picked up during her days as an agent. Jen took the seat facing the wall letting Gibbs take the one that faced the rest of the restaurant, knowing he needed the control, and she trusted him enough to let him have it.
Before they were even settled in completely a peppy girl hoped over their way, her blonde pony tail bouncing with every step. "Welcome to McNeil's' I'm Trisha, I'll be your server." She started and continued with the usual spiel about drinks and specials. Jenny listened, or pretended to and Gibbs didn't even acknowledge she was talking; instead he watched as Jen pretend to be interested in their new meat loaf recipe.
After ordering coffee, they sat in surprisingly comfortable silence. Neither wanted to break the peaceful moment, knowing that as soon as they returned to work it would be hectic and filled with paperwork and dead ends.
"Thanks for dragging me out of the office." She said after a steaming cup of coffee was placed in front of her and the nosy waitress had walked off.
"I told you, I just needed coffee." He said gulping the practically boiling liquid with out wincing.
"Uh-huh." She chuckled and sipped at her own drink.
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"You don't seem too worried." Abby said typing away at her computer. She turned around to Andrea who was sitting on the counter swinging her legs.
"Well I don't see the point when Jenny worries enough for the both of us." The brunette said reaching out and snatching Abby's CafPow! and taking a drink before passing it back. Apparently her and her sister both had a thing for stealing other people's beverages, but there was one big difference; the people they stole them from.
Abby looked down at her beloved drink, and shrugged before taking a sip.
"So do you know any classified secrets about The Silver Haired Fox and The Director?" Abby said pulling her swivel chair out and sitting on it.
"The Director? I'm still getting used to hearing her called that!" Andrea snorted. "And if you mean Gibbs and her, than no; I don't think I know anymore than you do."
"Well what do you know?"
"They were partners for a while when she had to go undercover in Europe, and something happened." She said with a mischievous smile.
Abby just grinned. Finally, she had conformation!
"But, I don't know why it ended." Andrea said, closing the conversation abruptly.
"You're her sister! You are supposed to know these things!" Abby whined mad that her 'source' had no more information.
Andy shook her head, "Well we've never been that close."
Abby sensing that this was a sensitive topic stood up and embraced the other woman in one of her signature hugs; just as three squabbling agents walked in.
"Woah-ho-ho!" Tony exclaimed taking in the sight before him, Abby standing up, hugging Andrea, who was sitting on the counter; his mind wandered through all the possible things that could come from this.
Abby jumped away quickly. "Anthony DiNozzo get your mind out of the gutter!" She scolded and when she saw how red faced McGee was she added, "You too Timmy!"
Ziva just snickered and slapped them both on the back of the head.
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Cassandra Harting was jogging, or at least trying to while pulling her stubborn dog behind her. She really should have just gotten a German Shepard instead of this prissy poodle.
But, suddenly she felt the leash pull her in a totally different direction. The dog rushed into the bushes, and reluctantly she followed. She stepped into a clearing and nearly slipped in mud, or what she thought was mud.
She looked down and gasped in shock at seeing her stark white running shoes painted in blood. Her dog's barking brought her attention back to the real world. Her eyes jumped to the area right in front of her.
A body was sprawled out in the underbrush, the chest covered in blood. His eyes were open, staring unseeingly into the sky.
Cassandra stumbled backwards, almost tripping over a rock or two. And finally she found her voice, she screamed louder than she ever thought possible. Her scream interrupted the once serene park and sent birds flying out of the trees.
And by the time her voice had worn out the only thing that she could hear was that stupid dog's barking, and the only thing she saw was the glossy eyes of the dead man she found in the park.
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Gibbs had just gotten up and held out his hand for Jen as she scooted out of the booth.
Even though she claimed to be and independent woman she couldn't help but except his gentlemanly gesture, and so she reached up and took his hand. He pulled her to her feet and she shivered at the contact.
But their rare moment in silence was broken by the shrill ring of his phone. And they were brought back to the reality that they were standing in a small restaurant with other people's eyes on them; which included one creepy older man who just let out a low whistle.
"Gibbs." He said taking a step out of her personal space. She watched as his face went from annoyed at being interrupted to something she couldn't quite read, but she knew it wasn't good.
He hung up his phone and turned to look at her. "There's a body at Rock Creek Park, he's been stabbed. And they found your sister's purse right next to him."
"Oh shit."
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