Tony ended up being late, very late. The traffic had been terrible and he was never even able to take a shower. By the time he got to work he was over an hour late and Gibbs was pissed. On top of that he didn't exactly smell or look very good either. They still had no leads on the case and had been thinking up theories all day, however nothing seemed to be going anywhere. The FBI had been trying to get a hold of the case saying that since only one out of the eleven victims was a marine they should be the ones to be handling the case. Especially considering that NCIS had no leads or breakthroughs since the beginning of the case. Abby found nothing abnormal in the soil and all the clothing seemed fine. Ducky had re-examined the bodies for any possibilities that he had missed something but found nothing. Everyone was frustrated and...well bored. It seemed like they had been going in circles. Testing the same items, discussing the same ideas, checking the same bodies, it was very redundant and just about everyone was praying for a new lead.
Tony was in a particularly bad mood from being late and from the very loud, very mean lecture Gibbs had given him. He had stopped thinking about the case and was now instead thinking of ways he could have not of been late. So far all he had come up with was not going to Ziva's or to have set an alarm clock on his phone. He wouldn't change staying the night with Ziva for anything and although he had been taught to anticipate was he really expected to have anticipated that he would fall asleep on Ziva's couch so he should set an alarm clock on his cell? If only traffic hadn't of been so bad maybe he wouldn't of been so late. He needed a jet so he could just fly to work or he could be like Superman and just throw on a cape. Then again tights never really were his fort`e. Spiderman would be cool he could just jump around with his spider webs and wouldn't ever have to worry about traffic again. Taking a look around the squad room to make sure no one was there or looking at him he held out his hand the way Spiderman did when he was using his spiderwebs. Tony laughed and did it again making a hiss sounding noise as he made the motion. He pointed it over at the other side of the cubicles, then up to the skylight; switching hands and using the hiss noise each time.
"Maybe The Sound of Music does do something to mess you up," Ziva says as she stands behind Tony's cubicle wall watching, what very well looked like, Tony going completely insane. She had been standing there for at least a few good minutes watching him randomly point his hand out and make some strange sound.
"I was, um, well I was just imitating Spiderman," Tony confesses honestly and in return gets a very strange look from her.
"The man who was turned into a spider because he was bitten by one? I never did quite understand that."
"You never saw Spiderman? What do you watch?" Tony asks he may not be big on the comic books, but everyone has seen Spiderman.
"I read, Tony," Ziva says since she has never really been one for television. "The only time I watch movies is when you are with me."
"Well then we need to do more than watch Saw I guess," Tony says and sees a glimmer of a smile on Ziva before the elevator dings and the forensic scientist comes running out.
"Where's Gibbs?" she asks the excitement on her face very evident.
"I don't know," Tony says looking around the room to see if Gibbs was going to come up behind him. "Why, what'd you figure out?"
"Well, I was standing in my lab for like five minutes for Gibbs to walk in since I had just figured something big out and then I was out of Caf Pow so then I thought maybe something was wrong with our connection-"
"You were on the phone?" Ziva asks confused of why Gibbs wouldn't have just gone down there after he lost the call.
"No, Ziva our telepathy connection," Abby says as though it was the obvious other option. "But he never did come down. Have you guys seen him?"
"Not for a while, but what did you find?" Tony asks.
"I was running the DNA from the cheek swab we did on all the guys and I found that one of their DNA's matched what was on two of the ropes," Abby tells them looking around for Gibbs almost feeling bad for telling them before him. "The ones from victims five and six."
"Maybe our murder takes there rope too and he just touched the rope when his hands were sweaty, Abby," Ziva suggests.
"That could be possible. Except neither of the women were his wife."
"That's good work, Abby," Tony tells her. "Which guy was it?"
"Marcus Cortileso. He lives in Norfolk and works with a construction crew. He also has a flight leaving for Portirico in two hours," Abby informs them handing the slip of paper with the information to Ziva.
"Ziva you're with me. Grab your gear," Tony tells her opening his drawer and taking his gun out and loading it.
"We can not just leave, Tony. We need Gibbs' instructions first," Ziva says knowing better than to go do something that could alter the course of the case without Gibbs' consent first. Tony should too but she was convinced the mixture of sleeping on the couch and watching The Sound of Music had kind of messed him up.
"We don't have time to wait for Gibbs," Tony says and then Ziva pulls out her cell phone and hits speed dial.
"It is not like we can not just call him," Ziva says in an obvious way. "Abby's connection may be messed up but, ours isn't."
"I just thought of that when you mentioned it," Tony said trying to redeem himself. "Hey Abs have you seen Probie?" Tony had seen him chuckling over at his desk when he came in and Gibbs was lecturing him but not since.
"He was helping me. Said that he came up a few minutes ago but that it looked like you needed some time to yourself. What were you doing?" Abby asks curious to what he was doing that had McGee practically peeing his pants with laughter.
"He was imitating Superman," Ziva tells Abby. "Gibbs? Where are you Abby found something."
"Superman?" Abby says very curious of how you imitated Superman. "Did you write an 'S' on a post it and put on your shirt?"
"It was Spiderman, Zee-vah." Ziva simply shushes him as she fills Gibbs in on what they found.
"Gibbs said to call customs and warn them. Then go down there and bring him in for interrogation," Ziva says hanging the phone up only to have it begin ringing again. She takes one look at it before silencing it and placing it back in her pocket.
"Okay now grab your gear, Ziva," Tony says opening his drawer to take out his SIG only to realize he already has it. Ziva gives him a death look and then grabs her gun plucking the keys out of his hand and walking to the elevator. "Who-who said you could drive?" Tony asks with a nervous laugh.
Ziva looks at him and simply shrugs, "I suppose Gibbs did."
"Why would Gibbs say you could drive?"
"That is what you get for pissing Gibbs off," Ziva says with a smug smile.
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"Do you see him?" Tony asks while he and Ziva looked around the airport security searching for Marcus Cortileso.
"Yes, Tony I do that is why I am standing here with you looking at random people."
"Don't use sarcasm."
"Do not ask stupid questions."
"My question was not stupid," Tony says the two of them continuing to look around the room. Ziva stops for a second to give Tony a look which he catches a glance of, "Okay maybe it was slightly stupid but it's just something you ask while looking for someone. They do it in the movies all the time but when they do find the guy they...Do what you're doing now." Ziva slowly and relatively unnoticeable walked over to there suspect. "You could have said something," Tony tells her once he catches up.
"You would not stop talking," she says quietly as they get closer to Marcus.
"You just say shut up and then tell me. It's very effective and-"
"Shut up, Tony. It is as though you have stolen Abby's Caf Pow," she says just loud enough that Marcus here's. He looks over at the two agents who were, now, only a few yards away from him. He starts to make a dash in the opposite direction of them.
Tony and Ziva react quickly pulling out their guns and following him. "Federal agents! Stop!" Tony yells as he runs flashing his badge quickly to the cops who were beginning to surround them. "Can't these guys ever just stand still and let us cuff 'em?" Tony asks panting. He takes a look around only to find that Ziva is no longer running next to him and has instead dashed in front and has the man tackled to the ground.
Ziva smiles up at him and picks the man up off the floor, his hands now cuffed behind his back. "You rack off on that ship, DiNozzo?"
"The term is slack off, and for your information, no," he says and continues to try and catch his breath. "Okay maybe a little but there isn't anywhere to run on a boat."
"I thought it was a ship."
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When they reached back to the NCIS offices they put Marcus into interrogation room A and went to watch. "You think he did it?" Tony asked the agent and officer who were next to him.
"I think that Gibbs will find out if he did or not," Ziva says, but her mind is on something completely different. She knew that she should not let her personal matters get in the way of her work but she just could not seem to focus. She could not seem to forget what had happened, what was still to happen.
Gibbs walked into interrogation and did his usual bit of slamming the file down on the table. "Why'd you do it?"
"Do what? I didn't do anything!" Marcus exclaims very angry and upset over what was going on.
"What did you do? Well I'm not sure where to start," Gibbs says sitting down across from the man. "You resisted arrest for starters and what else was it?" Gibbs questions and opens the file as if to remember. " Oh yeah that's right," he says and smiles in his Gibbs way. "You killed these two women!" He yells pulling out the photos of the victims.
"I-i didn't kill anyone, Sir," Marcus says squirming a little now scared from Gibbs' outburst.
"Then why did you run?"
The suspect looks around as though to make sure no one else could hear. He then leans forward and whispers very quietly. "I had something in my bags."
"Something illegal I take it."
"Well maybe it was-"
"Don't try and tell me it wasn't now. Because people don't run from federal agents because they have nail clippers in their carry on."
Marcus sighs, "You're right, Agent Gibbs."
"What did you have?" Gibbs asks and the man make Son attempt to answer. "Drugs?"
"No."
"Then what?"
"Where's Gibbs?" Abby asks for the second time that day running into the watching room for interrogation.
"Where do you think, Abby?" McGee asks her sounding annoyed.
"What's your problem, Probie?" Tony questions the young agent.
"Nothing."
"His car is going to cost a lot of money to fix," Abby whispers to them and McGee gives her an angry look.
"Abby I told you-"
"That isn't important right now McGee! I need to talk to Gibbs."
"He's in interrogation, Abs and what do we all know about Gibbs and interrogation?"
"Not to interrupt him I know but this is like, big. It's bigger than big. It's ginormous bigger than that even, it's like bigger than that one girl's chest you were taring at yesterday Tony. Even bigger than-"
"Okay Abby we get it," Tony says as Ziva laughs a little.
"Tell him that Tony has something urgent to tell him," Abby demands the sound guy.
"Why me?"
"Because we all know about Gibbs and interrogation." Just as the sound guy is about to alert Gibbs Abby stops him. "Wait scratch that." He sighs and takes his finger off the button.
"I have a dead baby," The suspect confesses and everyone turns back to the window to watch Gibb's reaction.
"Why the hell do you have a dead baby in your bag!?" He demands of the cowering man.
"B-because I was taking her back to her family so she could have a proper burial and service in her country." Gibbs stares at him for a moment before speaking again.
"How did she die?"
"She was only a week old, and was born to early her mother died in child birth and she did not have a father I was her uncle. Her mother my sister." Marcus says staring down sadly.
"Why couldn't you just have the body shipped properly in a casket and that still doesn't explain why your DNA is on my evidence." Gibbs was getting aggravated with him and was not buying his story for a single second. Too many loose ends, too many other possibilities and whys.
"They would not let me!" He exclaims. "And how am I supposed to know how my DNA got on that rope?" Marcus asks and Gibbs leaves knowing that he had found one of the murderers. Just as he's about to exit he stops and turns back at Marcus, "I never said anything about a rope."
The rest of the team goes out and finds Gibbs walking towards the squad room. "You want us to go arrest him, boss?" Tony asks as they all catch up to him.
"Nope."
"But why not? He did it. He did do it right?" Tony asks now beginning to second guess everything.
"Yeah, DiNozzo of course he did, but I still don't know why he had a baby in his bags. Do you know anything about it, Abs?"
"No, I do fingerprints and drug testing, not babies. Ducky came and got her so you'll have to go find him for an answer." Abby informs him.
"Alright you and McGee run everything in that suitcase and I want to know who the parents of that baby are."
"Got it, Gibbs," she says and starts walking towards her lab only to turn back and grab McGee's hand dragging him along side her. "It's just a car McGee. I don't see what the problem is you're not Tony."
"It's not the car, Abby I just took to many painkillers."
"For what?"
"Yesterday when that cop tackled me. I was really sore when I got up and I took a few too many and now I'm a little drowsy."
"Well wake up, McGee! There is way too much stuff to go through for me to do it all on my own."
"I know, I know. I am awake," McGee says and Abby stares at him hardly.
"Okay lets go," she says and pulls his arm again.
"You two," Gibbs says pointing to a tired and uncleanly Tony and an unfocused and jumpy Ziva.
"Yeah, boss?" Tony asked awaiting orders.
"Go home. You look like crap," Gibbs tells them and walks away.
The two agents are left standing there turn to each other. "So you do know that you have to watch, not only Saw but now Spiderman also, right?" Tony asks her and she smiles knowing what it is he is insinuating.
"Then we had better get busy, yes?"
"Yes indeed." Ziva smiles at him and he smiles back. "But I'm going back to my place and showering first."
"Please do."
"Ha ha very funny, Miss David."
"Oh I wish I were kidding," Tony shoots her a look and she laughs. He grabs her hand ad they walk to the elevators more than ready to go home, unwind, and just be together.
"Whoa, McGee did you see that?" Abby asks since they had still been standing in the squad room while McGee looked for his phone Abby had watch the two agents walk together laughing and holding hands.
"See what?" he questions drowsily.
"Just find your phone and let's go."
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I really am not too sure about this chapter it's just sort of a filler more action in the next one I promise. Please review and let me know what you thought. Thanks to all who have already it is greatly appreciated! :)