The elevator door flew open with a ding and as per usual Gibbs stormed through the bullpen, coffee in hand.

"What have you got?" he asked looking around at his team

Tony quickly stood and moved over to the screen motioning as he went, for McGee to pull up the picture he wanted. "You're just in time, Boss, Petty Officer John Doices, 33. Married to a Jane Doices, no kids." Tony skilfully operated the remote and managed to click to the next slide.

"Umm... he has had two tours of duty. Last one ended 6 months ago. Other than that nothing much..."

"Motives?" Gibbs asked slightly annoyed that for 2 hours his team had only come up with this.

"Nothing that we can see here Gibbs." The Israeli said "I talked to his CO, he said that the Petty officer was well liked." She looked confused before saying "He said he was 'a dime in a dozen', yes?"

"Yeah" her partner said "It means rare or like..." he smiled as his thoughts again wandered to Ziva "special"

"Oh, I see" she nodded understandingly.

When they looked around they found Gibbs no longer there and Tony sighed a sigh of relief. He had no more information left to give Gibbs and was glad to have the pressure taken away.

***

Autopsy

"Jehtro, what a pleasant surprise!" the doctor exclaimed as Gibbs walked in looking grumpier than usual.

Gibbs simply grunted and began his questioning. "What have you got for me Duck?"

"There is not much to report I'm afraid..."

"Seems to be the consensus doctor" Gibbs muttered as he started for the door.

"Wait!" Ducky called out "I didn't say I had nothing!"

Gibbs sighed and walked back over to the doctor who was suddenly eager to share his findings. "This poor fellow suffered an untimely death. He was stabbed three times in the chest. The only fatal wound punctured his left ventricle. Death would have been instantaneous."

Now that he knew that he had Gibbs' attention Ducky walked over to the table where the body lay and picked up a thin metal ruler. The doctor carefully slid it in to one of the three stab wounds, clearly demonstrating the angle of the wound.

"This kind of wound could only have been made by a left handed assailant" he explained.

"Thanks Duck" the team leader said exiting the room as quickly as he came. On the way to the elevator Gibbs felt his phone vibrating in his pocket. He quickly opened it to see he had a text from Tony 'meet in Abby's lab'

Ducky sighed and turned back to his body on the table. "Ok. So... now where were we?" "Oh, yes Scotland..."

***

The team had assembled in Abby's, quietly waiting for Gibbs. It wasn't until he walk in with her favourite drink that she started sharing her finding with them. She excitedly started walking around her lab eventually stopping at a table with the blood stained bed sheet on it.

"I had to have a cold shower after analysing this baby!" the bubbly goth said, grabbing her Caf-Pow from Gibbs. She took a long slurp before continuing. "This could give Tony's sheets a run for their money"

They all chuckled, except Tony who simply crossed his arms and sighed.

"Pretty much every inch of this thing was covered in some sort of bodily fluid. I could only identify two strains of DNA. I also found the same DNA under his fingernails. This may have been from the attack but my guess is that it wasn't"

"Oh, boss, I almost forgot, we managed to find Pretty Officer Doice's widow. She agreed to come in so she is now waiting in interrogation room 1 for you" Tony said as Gibbs was just about to leave.

"And I'm running her DNA against the one we found on the bed sheets as we speak Gibbs" Abby said.

***

"How long were you two married?" he asked her softly. Gibbs always had a way with crying women. After countless wives he learnt a thing or too. Sarah was not your typical widow though, she calmly answered all of his questions and was fully capable of controlling her emotions, unlike a lot of women he knew. In that respect she reminded him a lot of Ziva. Even when Ziva had killed her own brother, she barely shed a tear.

Sarah pushed her thick dark hair off her face before answering his question. "About four years"

"In that time has he told you that he had concerns for his safety?"

"No, nothing like that"

"How was everything at home?"

"Fine" she sighed "I mean we had the occasional fight but...."

She was interrupted by Gibbs' phone. He immediately picked it up and barked "what?" very sternly. About one minute and a series of 'uh hums' later he said "Thanks Abs" and flipped it back down.

Tony and Ziva looked at each other from behind to viewing glass. They were both anxious to see what new information their boss had acquired.

Sarah eyed him curiously before he spoke. "How long have you known he has been cheating on you?"

She was at first taken aback by him question but still didn't answer him. She just sighed and glanced down at the table.

"The DNA on the bed sheets we found him on, belong to him and another women. Not you"

"Eight months" she sniffed "I have known about her for eight months. He told me he ended it."

Tony crossed his arms as he saw what had unfolded.

"I think she's guilty, knows her husband's cheating on her. Stews over it for months getting angrier and angrier. Then one day when he says he's going to be home late she follows him. Then he waits for the girlfriend to leave and 'Bam' she kills him" he said as he gazed over to Ziva. She seemed to be elsewhere again. Since that phone call this morning Ziva hadn't been herself. When usually jump at the chance to tease Tony about one of his crazy theories she remained quiet. He didn't know quite why Ziva was acting different but, he was determined to find out.