A Father's Hate Chapter 6, a ncis fanfic

This chapter is ridiculously long. I mean, if you intend to read it all in one sitting you should make sure you have extra food and water, kind of long. I spent all day writing this and it was even supposed to be longer but I figured that this was long enoguh for one chapter since it's about seven thousand words. So please read and tell me what you think.

I apologize if this chapter is not as good as usual but it took eerything in me just write this so I hope it's okay. Next chapter will be better I promise!

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Today they were on time. Tony had anticipated and set an alarm so he could go home and shower before work. Last night Ziva had fallen asleep right during the middle of Saw, when Tony asked how she could possibly fall asleep while watching a movie like Saw she said, "Simple it had a ridiculous plotline and I saw that sort of stuff in Isreal all the time." He probably should have been slightly more surprised by her response than he was but in the past three years he had learned something about Ziva. There are many things that will surprise you about her so it isn't all that surprising when you find it out...Well at least not most of the time. Tony had fruitlessly tried to figure out what had been going on with her but, of course, got no where with her.

When Tony got to work he was surprised to see he was there before Ziva. He glanced at the clock on the wall and saw he was twenty minutes early. Maybe it could help make up for yesterday. Tony sat down at his desk and then saw that McGee was already there. "Did you even go home, Probie?"

"Yes, Tony, but we got a lead and a lot of research needed to be done so I came in early today," McGee informed him and when he looked up he saw Tony giving him an expectant look. "Uhh, Good morning, Tony?"

"Want to fill me in on the case?"

"Oh, right you and Ziva went home last night. What's going on with you two anyway? Abby said that you were holding hands when you-"

"Probie!" Tony said definitely uncomfortable discussing his relationship, or not, with Ziva to McGee. Talking about the hot chick he went out with or the random sex he had over the weekend those were things that he could talk about, but when he actually really cares about someone...Definitely not something he wants to share with everyone.

"Um, Gibbs got Marcus to confess to the murders of victims five and six."

"Motive?" Tony asks before McGee can start to say anymore.

"He knew his sister was going to lose the baby since it had some congenital defect, but he didn't know his sister was going to die also. He was angry that these men and women were going to have children but his sister wasn't going to get to keep her baby. Then shortly after he found out about his sister's baby his wife was taken. He didn't know that his wife was connected to what he was doing," McGee says and then does a mental runthrough on what he said to make sure it made sense and that he covered all details.

"And he was taking his sister's baby to have it buried in Portirico?" Tony asked making sure he had his facts straight.

"That is right. He doesn't have any siblings besides his one sister, and he doesn't know who is behind the serial murders."

"But why would he want to make the other people go through what he did?" Tony knew that this was often a motive for murder but he never could comprehend why. Why someone would you want to make someone else as hurt, angry, broken and upset as you had been feeling just didn't make any sense to him. It's like when you're young and your brother hits you so you hit him back to let him know how it felt. Except this is taking it to the extreme and beyond. "So he just decided to kill a couple of women who were pregnant? How'd he know what to do?"

"He got phone calls with a weird automated voice, Abby's recovering the calls from his cell phone now, and he just did what they told him to. He said he felt guilty and was going to ease his concious by taking the baby to Portirico even though it was a huge risk."

"Anything else?"

"He gave us the letters. They were all typed, and none of them had been signed. They gave perfect clear-cut instructions on exactly what to do and how to do it. The letters also repeatedly told him that he would feel better after he had done this, that his pain would become someone elses." The man had broken down in interrogation, started sobbing and then offered to help with the case as much as he could. He also requested that they send they baby to Portirico, Gibbs had a meeting in MTAC later today to arrange that. McGee knew that Gibbs took pity on the man, he was naive and vulnerable, it didn't excuse what he did for a second, but when he asked Gibbs if he had ever lost someone important to him. McGee could almost hear and see what was going through Gibbs' mind. Shannon. Kelly. Kate. Jenny. That's when Gibbs assured him that they would find a way to get the baby's body safely shipped to Portirico, even if he had to take it there himself. "Ducky believes them to all of been written by the same person since the writing style seemed the same for all of them. And uh, well that's it...I think."

"Where's Gibbs now?"

"He went for coffee, again." It was about the third time since McGee had gotten there and he hadn't even been there for an hour.

"So what are you doing?" Tony asked wanting to help do something productive with the case.

"I'm doing more research on his backround."

"Any offences?"

"Nothing but a few speeding tickets and once he was charged with a DUI, but it was dropped," McGee read from the computer screen and then scrolled down. "This is weird."

"What?"

"It says here that he doesn't have any siblings."

"Just five minutes ago you said he didn't have any brothers or sisters besides the one that died," Tony recalls.

"Well yeah, when I was looking at his records last night I was only half awake, and I didn't think much when I read he had no siblings. It was just sort of in my mind that he had a sister."

"Did he really think we wouldn't figure this out?" Tony thought aloud. It still made him laugh when they would lie or try and cover something up. You would have thought that, by now, word would have gotten out that there is no getting something past Gibbs.

"I guess so. I'm sort of glad though, because at least this way I have something to tell Gibbs," McGee said. He had been stressing the whole time Gibbs was gone trying to find something to tell him once he came back. "He isn't exactly in a good mood."

"And I have nothing. Great I came in late yesterday and then left before everyone else, and today I'm here early but he isn't here to know that." Tony had been trying to think of ways to get back on Gibb's good side, although Gibbs was almost not mean to him last night.

"Well actually you and Ziva left together so you weren't really the first to leave," McGee points out without thinking.

"You don't when to drop something do ya, McPushy?"

"Uh, I just meant that you didn't-" McGee starts to say but decides of a better way to go. "Right, it's dropped, Tony."

"What's dropped?" Gibbs asks while walking by his coffee cup in hand.

"Um, well nothing, boss. I did find something though."

Gibbs stares at him expectantly. "You aren't Abby. I shouldn't have to say please."

"Right, well I was looking through Marcus's records again and I found that he does not have any siblings," McGee says and when Gibbs still doesn't talk he decides to say more. "Meaning that he doesn't have a sister. So whoever's baby that is, it isn't his sister's."

"Didn't you look through those last night?"

"Um, well yeah I did but I was kind of tired so..." McGee starts to say but once again knows that it is much better to just apologize, in a non-apologizing manner of course, than it is to try and defend yourself. "Yeah I did look through those last night but I just missed it. I messed up. I should always pay attention. No matter what it's about or what time it is."

"Don't apologize, McGee. It's a sign of weakness."

"I-i didn't," McGee thinks hard about his previous comment. Perhaps his subconcious apologized even though he knew better than to apologize to Gibbs.

"That sure as hell sounded like one, McGee," Gibbs tells him. "Always defend yourself if you believe that you're not at fault."

"Got it, boss."

"Well then, glad you finally found something," Gibbs says and starts to walk towards the elevator. "DiNozzo, with me!"

"On your six, boss." Tony follows him to the elevator and then turns back to grab his gear.

"You don't need that. Just come on," Gibbs says and Tony turns back around. He felt slightly ridiculous from all the back and forth and could see McGee laughing, out of the corner of his eye.

"So where are we going?" Tony asks once they're both inside and the doors have shut.

"No where." Gibbs flips the emergency stop switch and looks over at Tony who was positive that he was in some sort of trouble. "Do you know what the hell is going on with Ziva?"

"What?" Tony asks surprised by his question. Everyone knows that Gibbs cares but he's never been one to take someone else aside and ask about another. He was a confrontational man, to the one he wanted to talk to.

"Did I stutter?"

"No, boss. I don't," Tony says realizing the serious of the situation if Gibbs is paying special attention to it. He had still been hoping it was nothing, knew it was more than something.

"I want you watching her every move. Got it?" Gibbs questions. He already knew that they had been spending time together. It was something he would worry about, breaking rule twelve could cause serious problems, but Gibbs could read people very well, and what he read from the two of them told him that they needed each other.

"I got it, boss. What do I do at night though?" Tony questioned. Sure he was spending the night with Ziva again but Gibbs didn't know that.

"I thought she was supposed to watch Spiderman with you tonight," Gibbs says with a smug smile and flips the elevator switch so it starts back up. Tony stands there and made a mental note to search the office for microphones and video cameras. Because there is no way Gibbs coud know that unless he had assitance from equipment such as that or if he was God. Maybe Gibbs was God, sure could explain a lot of things. "If you find anything out, you come to me."

"I will. I swear."

"Good," Gibbs says and walks out of the elevator leaving Tony to standing still trying to figure out how Gibbs knew his and Ziva's plans. He slipped out just before the elevator doors closed. When Tony sits down at his desk he sees Ziva sitting across from him.

"How'd you get in here? Gibbs and I were in the elevator."

"We do have stairs, Tony," Ziva reminds him smiling. Typical Tony to forget that they had stairs. "So have you been read in on the updates of the case?"

"Yeah," Tony says and she stares at him waiting for him to continue.

"Well?"

"Go ask Probie."

"He said to ask you!" Ziva tells him just wanting someone to fill her in.

"Ask Gibbs."

"Why won't you just tell me?"

"Because I wasn't listening for most of it."

"Ah, Gibbs," Ziva says as the special agent walks by. "So what has happened since-"

"Ask DiNozzo."

"Will someone please, please, tell me what is going on with this case," Ziva asks losing her patience.

"Go ask Abby," Tony says. He would help her but he really wasn't entirely sure of the whole thing except that Marcus did not have a sister. Tony drops his cell phone, which he had been throwing up in the air and then catching for the past five minutes, so he bends down to pick it up. When he comes back up he sees Ziva's knife in a very close proximity to his throat. "I mean...his sister isn't his sister," Tony says and Ziva looks at him strangely but, in relief to Tony, puts her knife away.

"What do you mean?"

"His records state that he doesn't have any siblings, and Marcus confessed to the murders of the people we thought he killed," Tony says trying to recall everything. "He got letters, all typed and all from the same person, and he has a few speeding tickets and was charged with a DUI but it was dropped."

Ziva nods and walks back over to her chair leaning back and thinking for a moment before saying anything. "That is all." She says as more of a statement that a question.

"Of important things, yes."

"Tony?" Ziva asks her voice serious and quiet. This catches his attention he sits up in his chair as does she. Ziva looks around a minute before talking again, as though she wants to make sure no one else is listening. "My apartment is being sprayed for some sort of bug, and I do not really have anywhere to stay. I mean, I suppose I could stay with Abby but you would not want me to go back out on our deal, yes?"

Tony watched her eyes as she spoke. He saw fear, he knew she was lying about her apartment being sprayed, she would have mentioned it before. Ziva's scared. Tony doesn't have to think twice, "You aren't going to get out of watching Spiderman."

Abby was standing in her lab and waiting impatiently for Gibbs to come down. They need to have a talk about this whole telepathy thing because this week he sure isn't showing up like he usually does. Abby takes one last look around the room and then sighs; she picks up the phone pressing the number on her speed dial to call Gibbs.

"Who ya calling?"

"Gibbs!" she says and gives him a hug. "I knew that you knew that I had something."

"Well what have you got, Abby?" Gibbs asks and she turns back to her computer, her fingers moving quickly over her keyboard until a sound analysis board pops up.

"A recovered phone call, and an empty Caf Pow."

"Phone call first," Gibbs tells her.

"Alright Gibbs, but just know this took a lot of work."

"Meaning?"

"Well nothing really. I just wanted to tell you that I put a lot of work into doing this."

"You will get your Caf Pow, Abby," Gibbs assures her and she stares at him which he does in return. After a few seconds she turns back to her computer and presses the keys on so a weird distorted sound starts to filter throughout the room. Then a voice comes on instructing on where to dump the bodies, when to do it, and how to kill them right up to the torture mark the killer clearly wanted Marcus to have. "Is that the only one you have?"

"Yea Gibbs, the other times he was talking to him on a pay phone."

"Can you mess with the hertz or octaves or anything to change the voice?" Gibbs asks.

"If you want his voice higher pitched or louder, yeah I can do that. It's a computer genereated voice Gibbs there is no way to change it. But I do have the time that Marcus talked to our little group organizer." Abby says pressing the print button and the printer begins whirring.

"Here," Gibbs says and hands her the drink that keeps her alive and functioning. "What time?"

"At one A.M. a month and a half ago on a Tuesday."

"That's good work, Abs," Gibbs says and begins leaving.

"Wait Gibbs there's more," he turns back to Abby smiling. "I know who's playing baby daddy."

"Who is it?"

"A certain fellow down in interrogation who seems to enjoy incest," Abby tells him.

"She wasn't his sister," Gibbs says and walks out of Abby's lab leaving her alone again.

"Maybe I should talk to you like Ducky talks to bodies," Abby says talking to one of her dolls.

Tony and ZIva had been instructed to go to interrogation and talk to Marcus some more, but not to fill him in that they knew more than he thought. Tony walks in and drags a chair over to a corner of the table and starts flipping through Marcus's file; Ziva stands over in the corner behind Marcus which you could tell freaked him out as he kept looking over his shoulder.

"So Mark, can I call you Mark? Was it a boy or a girl?" Tony asks referring to only baby the knew were supposed to know is his.

"We didn't know yet. Her appointment was the day after she went missing," he says and looks behind him again and watched as ZIva hovered behind him. "Could you not do that?"

"No."

"Did you have a preference?"

"Uh, I was kind of hoping for a little girl. Can you ask her not to do that?" Marcus asked.

Tony laughs before he answers. "Yeah, no I can't. Did your wife and sister get along?"

"Um, yeah I-i guess. They didn't, like go shopping together or anything, but they didn't hate each other."

"What about you and your wife? Did you get along with her?" Tony was talking as if they were just having a friendly conversation. Trying to break him without him being aware.

"Yeah, I loved her we were happy. D-do you think I killed? Because I didn't. I swear I didn't!"

"Yeah we know, I was just asking a question." Marcus was definitely not the interrogation kind of guy. He seemed like the kind of guy who would feel guilty about giving someone two aspirin when the bottle instructs to take two. "So what else do you know, Mark?" Tony asks and Ziva gets a bit closer.

"N-nothing. I told you I already said all I knew." Ziva inches a bit closer and pulls her SIG out of it's holster.

"Hey, Zi, how much trouble is this guy in?" Tony asks and Ziva puts the barrel of her gun next to his temple.

"Well, there's the charge of murder and one for resisting arrest and withholding information during a criminal investigation. Then there is lying," she says and presses the cold metal of the gun against his head.

"She's not my sister!" Marcus suddenly yells. Ziva keeps the gun to his head. "I was having an affair and I was going to leave my wife but then she got pregnant too!"

"Have you ever heard of condoms?" Tony asked.

"What else?" Ziva questions pushing the gun in further. "Who was calling you?"

"I really don't know that. I swear, but I have seen someone else at the dumping ground once."

"Who?" Ziva asks and when he doesn't answer she takes the safety off of her gun. "Who did you see?"

"One of the other guys who was here. He was putting food on the table where they all sit."

"Didn't you see your wife at that table?" Tony asks. Marcus must have seen her. His wife was taken before he murdered the other women so when he placed her he should have seen his wife.

"Not until after. I was instructed to take food to the table also."

"So did everyone who was in on it bring food?" Tony asked and Marcus nervously looked at Ziva who still hadn't removed the weapon.

"I-i guess I'm not really sure."

"Which man was it?" Ziva asks getting close to his ear so he flinches.

"I don't know I would have to see them all again."

"Has he tried contacting you since?" Tony questions and Marcus shakes his head which was rather awkward since the gun was still there.

"No, he didn't contact me after he called me on the pay phone to giv eme instructions on where to place the food and what food to place."

"David, DiNozzo, enough," Gibbs tells them walking into interrogation. Except instead of him taking over, as they had originally planned, he walked out with the two agents. "The woman he was having an affair with didn't die in child birth. She was murdered."

"How?" Ziva asks not believing that it had Marcus who had done it.

"She was given a drug overdose to make it look as though she did die due to natural causes."

"Marcus knows one of the-"

"Other killers. I know DiNozzo, I was watching you two."

"And?" Tony asks. He felt that he had done a pretty sufficient job of it.

"Not bad, but the next time you point a gun a someones head with the safety turned off you better make sure you actually want to kill him," Gibbs says and walks away. "DiNozzo you're with me. McGee's helping Abby. Ziva, you get the pictures of all the men and bring in whoever it was Marcus saw," he says and turns to leave.

"Did you actually have bullets in there?" Tony asks and Ziva laughs.

"I always do, Tony."

"DiNozzo!"

"On your six," Tony says and follows after him with a slight sprint so he could catch up.

"We're looking for the doctor of Alehandra Sanchez," Gibbs tells the receptionest holding up his ID and badge.

"What's NCIS?" she asks and Tony sighs before responding.

"Naval Criminal Investigative Service. We need to get some sort of recognition, boss. Like a poster or a movie or TV series. Hey, maybe the creator of Magnum PI could do it!" Tony says getting excited and starting to think of which actor could play him.

"DiNozzo," Gibbs says and Tony snaps back to reality forgetting his dreams of the hundreds of possibilities of brilliant actors who could play him.

"Shutting up, boss," Tony said surprised at the lack of stinging on the back of his head.

"How do you spell her name?" the receptionist asks and types in the name as Tony spells it out. He had to look down at the paper a lot but he did eventually get it right. "He is with a patient at the moment but he should be out soon."

"Thanks," Tony says and walks over to where Gibbs is standing. "So do you think the guy Marcus saw is the one behind all this?"

"No, he was manipulated like Marcus."

"They weren't really manipulated, boss. I mean they did-"

"You ever lose someone you love, DiNozzo?" Gibbs asks even though he already knows the answer. The question is more of a way to get Tony to understand a little better.

"Well, yeah boss. More than once."

"And how did you feel after that?"

"Not like I would kill someone!" Tony says louder than necessary.

"If someone came to you and said he knew a way to make you forget, even if it was something you normally would ever do, would you take him up on it?" Gibbs asks and Tony doesn't answer for a minute.

"No." Gibbs gives him the stare before they're interrupted.

"Ah, Agents..."

"Gibbs and DiNozzo," says Gibbs filling the doctor in after he had faded out.

"What can I do for you?" he asks.

"We just need to ask you a few questions about your patient Alehandra Sanchez. She was a patient of yours who died during child birth a few days ago." Tony says pulling out his notebook and pen to write down any information the doctor can give them.

"Oh yes, the poor woman went through fifteen hours of labor only to have both her and her child die. Such a shame really."

"Did anyone come visit her while she was in labor?" Tony asks.

"Only her half-brother. No friends, no parents, no father," the doctor tells them and Tony copies it down.

"Her half-brother?" Gibbs inquired. Marcus never said anything about only being a half-brother.

"I assumed so. They didn't have the same last name and she isn't married. I just figured he was only her half-brother."

"No one else was in the room?"

"Besides nurses and doctors, no."

"I want a list of everyone who went in or out of that room," Gibbs tells the doctor.

"I can do that for you. May I ask why though?" the doctor questions and moves over to the water fountain taking a drink from the small plastic cup.

"Alehandra didn't die durning child birth. She was murdered by drug overdose while she was in your hospital," Gibbs says and the doctor simply nods.

"I'll fax those names over to you ASAP."

"Thanks for your time doctor," Tony says and they turn and leave. "Looks like Marcus still isn't telling us everything."

"Yes he is. He may have killed those two woman but there's no way in hell he killed Alehandra."

"How do you know, boss?" Tony asks stupidly but he wanted to know how Gibbs could be so sure.

"You mean besides my gut?" Gibbs asks Tony and he nods. "Because I saw the look on his face when he talked about her."

"Okay I killed those two women! I-i just couldn't help it. He said it would go away if I did." Marcus had been able to point out who he saw and now Ziva was interrogating him. Officer David style.

"Who said what would go away?" she asks and continues to circle the table.

"I don't know! I didn't know his name he just sent me these letters and I got these weird phone calls with th-this distorted voice. He said I wouldn't miss my wife so much if I killed those people. I'm sorry I didn't know what else to do!" Ziva feels some sympathy for the man as he begins to sob uncontrollably. She stops circling him and instead sits down across from him.

"We will need the letters and your cell phone," she tells him and he nods handing her his phone. He tells her where the letters are in his house and passes her a key. "Now what else do you know. Any information can help us."

"I saw one of the men who was here the other day. I saw him at the place where we put all the bodies."

"The same one who saw you, yes."

"No, not Marcus a different man. The one with Australian accent," he tells her and she grabs her cell phone from her pocket to call Gibbs. Maybe he can pick this one up and save her the trouble.

"I couldn't help it! He told me that I would no longer miss her if I did it," The next man, Jerry Carthrach, was now in interrogation this time with Tony asking the questions.

"Who told you that? Wait, no let me guess, you got letters and a few phone calls with some weird voice giving you instructions?" Tony says not really guessing at all."

"Yes mate that is exactly how it happened! I normally never would have done such a terrible tradgedy to these women but I felt like I had to."

"What else do you know?" Tony questions the man who sighs and then answers the question.

"I saw one of men who was here once when I was-"

"Putting more food on the table," Tony says answering the question. "Which guy did you see?"

"The one who didn't take off the shades. That's how I remember him so well. He was wearing them the time I saw him even though it was night. The sort of thing you remember, Ay."

Tony presses the speed dial on his phone ad Gibbs, who is right in the observation room answers. "Boss, I'm starting to sense a pattern."

"Me too, DiNozzo."

"I took my wife's disapperance rather hard so when I heard there was a way to forget about how I felt I jumped at it. Now I realize the errors of that choice. I apologize and I am prepared for my punishment," the next man was being the most cooropative person who had ever step foot in interrogation. He had remembered every detail from the beginning and didn't even try to deny what he did.

"Of course Probie get's the one who stands still and asks to be hand cuffed," Tony said. When he wnet to retrieve Jerry he had stubbed his toe and it now had a very good sized bruise on it.

"I did see someone else at the crime scene..." McGee sighs and just walks out.

"How could I have possibly..." Abby says murmuring to herself.

"You look like you could use this," Gibbs says setting her favorite drink on her desk as she stared at the computer.

"I don't get it Gibbs!" she yells looking very upset.

"Get what, Abby?"

"Well a lot of things like, for instance, if he had so much power why didn't he just give some of it to her and keep some for himself so they could both live that way-"

"What?" Gibbs asks staring at her as if she was crazy.

"Stopping looking at me like I just said you had a UFO on your head, Gibbs. Which would be weird for two reasons one because you don't believe in thema nd two because they're really way too big to fit on your-"

"Abby!"

"Sorry, Gibbs. I don't get how I missed everyone's DNA but Marcus's. The timeline matches up so I should have Jerry and shade man, but their DNA isn't the same on the rope! So either that means that people have been changing the ropes, different people since there's different DNA, or well that's all I can think of but it doesn't make much sense."

"It does, Abby," Gibbs tells her. "They're trying to throw us off. They didn't think we'd make it this far and you only found Marcus's DNA on one of the ropes meaning one had already been changed."

"So I'm not going crazy?" Abby asks.

"No, but I might if these pieces don't start to connect."

"Okay so let's put everything we have together," Tony said as the group all sat together in the center of the room camp fire style. "From the beginning."

"Alright," McGee says starting first. "There are people who take a pregnant woman every week and then torture and kill her. The women are taken in pairs and every pair has a certain torture mark on them depending on the killer."

"There seems to be one man behind this all and has been telling the other men that if they were to kill the next two women that they will forget about the hurt from their wives, which have been killed by the same thing, so they do it without asking questions." Ziva says next and then Tony picks up from where she left off.

"Now someone seems to be changing all the ropes that contain the bodies to chairs so that way, the killer figured, we wouldn't be able to figure out that these men who have lost their wives or girlfriends are the ones now doing this," Tony says and they all lean back and think.

"There is also the woman who was murdered after she had her baby which was a still born," Ziva reminds them and they all sigh.

"Do you think that whoever killed Alehandra could also be the one who killed all of these women?" McGee asks breaking the silence.

"It's possible but why would he target her?" Tony asks. There are a ton of women who give birth everyday. Why would he choose her?

"What about motivation? Why would he be doing this?" McGee questions which gets everyone thinking.

"Who says it's a man, McGee?" Gibbs asks as he walks in the room.

"Uh, well no one I was just saying..." McGee says and then just sort of stops talking.

"I got the list from the hospital," Gibbs says and everyon stands up from the circle and walks over to Gibbs' desk. "Marcus says that he left the room twice for no more then five minutes each time. He said that there was no suspicious behavior when he was in the room."

"Well someone could just drug her through her IV," McGee points out and Gibbs looks at him.

"I know that, McGee. They must have done it when he wasn't there because no one touched her IV bag when he was in the room." Gibbs' phone begins to ring so he picks it up, "Yeah, Gibbs." Excited quick paced talking can be heard on the end and everyone knows that it's Abby. "On my way." Gibbs starts walking away, "Come on."

"Okay are we all ready for this?" Abby asks.

"Abby."

"Can't you just let me have my moment Gibbs?" Abby asks and when he stays quiet for a minute she feels satisfied and continues. "Alright my first bit of news is that I found that the doctor who took care of Alehandra lost his wife and child a few years ago when she died in a car accident. He then went to a mental facility for a couple months but was released and was fine as long as he took his medication." Abby says and stops for a second taking a big slur from her drink. "Then I found that he has a sister who has never been able to conceive. Then I ran the DNA Gibbs gave me and-"

"What DNA?" Tony interrupts. Last he checked he never got DNA from the doctor.

"From the cup. Now shush, the DNA from the saliva on the cup matches the sweat on two of the ropes and I'm sure if I tested his sister her DNA would match the other pair," Abby says looks at everyones faces. Tony still looks confused about the cup, McGee looks relieved that they finally figured this out, Ziva looks...distracted?

"Good work, Abby," Gibbs says and walks out of the room Ziva and Tony following after him but McGee stays behind for a second.

"How did you figure all of that out? About his hsitory and stuff," McGee asks since Abby is a forensic scientist not an agent.

"Gibbs told me to check him out while you all played games upstairs. His gut told him something," she says and McGee nods. "I'd suggest you follow him or else his gut is going to be telling him that a head slap is in order." Abby tells McGee who runs out after the others.

"Dr. Craig Hanson," Gibbs says to the receptionist who picks up the phone to page him.

"And who can I tell him wants him?" she asks.

"His sister," Gibbs answers knowing that if she were to say NCIS he'd make a mad dash for the Mexican border. The receptionist sends out her page and Gibbs pulls out his gun, after showing his badge so the woman wouldn't freak out. The doctor freezes when he sees the agents and the gun. He looks around as though searching for a way out but doesn't and instead just puts his hands over his head. Ziva walks over and cuffs him and begins escorting him out while Tony reads him his amendment thrity-three rights.

"I just wanted them to know how it feels," the doctor says as they walk through the parking lot over to the car.

"Yeah that's the part that makes you sick," Tony says and stuff the man in the back seat slamming the door behind him.

"Today has just felt like one long, never ending day," Tony says as he turns off his desk light and grabs his things. Ziva follows his suit.

"You are right about that," she says and they walk into the elevator. Ziva stifles a yawn trying to cover it up as a cough. "I am going to stop at my apartment and get my things and then I will be over, okay?"

"Yeah, sure but I thought they were spaying for bugs at your place." Tony says. On a day when she was not exhausted Ziva would never make this kind of error, but today she would be surprised if she didn't just fall asleep while driving home.

"Yes, well not until early tomorrow," she says and Tony says nothing but just nods.

The elevator doors open and the agents walk out and walk to where their cars are which are parked next to the other's. "I will see you in a few minutes?" Ziva says as more of a question than a statement.

"Yeah but you had better stay awake through the movie tonight," Tony tells her with a smile since he knows that there is no way she will stay awake through all of Spiderman.

"I would not number on it."

"Count on it," Tony corrects and she just rolls her eyes and gets in her car. She leans back against the seat and closes her eyes for a moment. It was a good thing she was going to Tony's because she sure needed a decent nights rest and he was the only one who could help make that happen.

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