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Tim McGee watched the arguments for a few more moments, but to be honest, he wasn't interested. Abby had spoken to him whilst Gibbs had been interrogating Nikki Jardine and what she had told him had scared him. It was exactly what he had tried to prevent by drinking her drink for her (he couldn't remember it but Abby said he had, and it did sound like him; action before thinking). She seemed to be alright but he knew her. It was just a front, a false smile to make people believe she was all right.

The interrogations were important, so he couldn't walk out before Gibbs got here, but Abby was never far from his mind. He should be with her, helping her through her ordeal and letting her know she was cared for. She was strong, but even she couldn't deny that something terrible nearly happened to her, and the trauma of that had to be faced and dealt with before she burned out. He could talk to Ducky about it, or have Ducky talk to Abby, he was qualified wasn't he? Maybe she would need more professional help.

He scrubbed a hand over his face and sighed. Ziva turned to him but said nothing, opting to watch the two gunmen lose their patience with each other. The door flew open suddenly and Gibbs strode in, the two men inside spinning to look at the new arrival. Gibbs walked to his customary chair and placed a cup of coffee on the table's surface, a file joining it. He sat and then stared pointedly at the two men, who glared back. Gibbs used his feet to push their chairs out and they reluctantly sat opposite him.

Tony stepped up to the glass and grinned at McGee and Ziva. They smiled back and he held out a hand with ten bucks in it.

"Ten says that they both spill in the next five minutes."

"The next ten minutes." Ziva countered, placing her ten in Tony's hand.

"I'll take the next five." McGee said, putting his ten on Ziva's. Tony looked pointedly at the tech, who shook his head, and then he clenched his hand and pointed to the glass.

"And now we wait." They gathered eagerly around the glass and stayed quiet, hoping not to miss anything.


Gibbs sat up straight in his chair and picked up the folders on the table, one for each man opposite. Jim Spence and Adam Miller; both had good records, both were supposedly loyal to their country and the best part was that they were both sharp shooters, which was a classification that applied to Gibbs himself. Jenny was as good as a sharp shooter too, she had proven that over and over, most recently when her informant was killed and she managed to hit the getaway vehicle and kill the driver, she just hadn't been in a military unit to receive the title, but he had taught her himself, he knew how good she was. It was little wonder the Sec-Nav had chosen these guys to watch him; the question was if they knew what they had been involved in, or if the Sec-Nav had lied to them. Gibbs looked up from their files and watched them struggle to keep cool heads. Something was definitely eating them, and it didn't seem like remorse.

"The Secretary of the Navy has been involved in some… questionable dealings. We know what he has done and why, what we want to know now is how you two were involved." The men glanced at each other but stayed silent. Gibbs watched them as their eyes connected and he could see them deciding if they could get away with selling each other out. He smothered his grin, criminals were so predictable.

"I had no idea what he was up to sir, honest. It was Adam that he always talked things over with." One of them said quickly, leaning away from the guy next to him as if to distance himself from him. The other man, Adam, glared at him, outraged that he had beaten him to passing off the blame.

"You liar, it was you! My hand to God sir,-" Adam began, but Gibbs didn't want them to think they could convince him they were innocent; he wanted answers, so he cut him off.

"He can't have kept both of you in the dark, which one did he really talk things over with?" he prodded lightly, knowing they wouldn't give up any information until he refused to believe anything they were saying. He just had to play one against the other until they broke.

"Him." they both said, pointing at each other

"Try both." Jenny spoke up from the doorway, leaning back on the closed door, showing him without words she had been in for a few moments; long enough to ascertain the direction the interrogation was taking. He knew that she wouldn't have interrupted unless she was thinking along the same wavelength as him, or thought she was. She walked away from the door and slowly rounded the table behind the suspects.

Gibbs sent her a warning glance, they were both dangerous and the length of time they had been kept stewing would make them volatile enough to attack her if they boiled over the wrong way. Even with him there and backup behind the glass they could cause serious damage to her, possibly even kill her before they could help her. Jenny simply sent him a sly smile and moved closer to them, so that she was between the suspects.

"No sir, ma'am, it was Jim. He was always in private meetings with the Sec-Nav." Adam said, studiously avoiding looking at the man next to him. Jenny leaned in between them.

"Well that doesn't sound fair. How could he have a cohesive unit if he was favouring one of you?" she asked, catching Gibbs' eye, a sparkle in her own. She had always loved the interrogation games, the mind games. She was good at them, and together they could crack a bank vault with words.

"Exactly what I thought ma'am." Adam agreed, his voice giving away his irritation with the situation he had been in. Gibbs nearly smiled; the Sec-Nav had set the groundwork for this split of loyalties by trying to keep his secrets with one guard or the other, rather than both. This could be a very easy interrogation.

"That's bull! Adam was the one in the private meetings; he took him aside after every mission!" Jim exploded, turning in his seat to point his finger accusingly at Adam, his face taking on a slight red tinge. Gibbs sat up a little straighter, and Jenny took that signal as intended. She slowly walked away from them and came to stand next to Gibbs at the other end of the table, perching on the corner of it casually to show them she wasn't moving because she was rattled, she just wanted to sit down. Gibbs relaxed slightly once she was on his side of the table and then Adam turned to face Jim, meeting his accusation with his own rage.

"Oh yeah? What about the trip to that Doctor's place that first time? He took you aside for ten whole minutes before he sent us!" Adam shouted, and Gibbs realised they were talking about Todd Gelfand. They were being recorded in here, which meant they had them on camera admitting to looking for blackmail material; another charge to keep these guys in jail.

"He wanted me to scope out the guys house for blackmail stuff, nothing important and certainly nothing like the visits to NCIS that you took part in without me!" Jim hissed back. Jenny picked up Gibbs' coffee and drank some of it, using it to hide her sudden focus on their shouting match. Gibbs stared at her and took the cup back and drained it, placing it purposefully on the desk between the two men, distracting their attention from each other and momentarily bringing their focus to him.

"What did you do on those visits?" he asked, watching Adam intently. The young man looked at him.

"I waited for him in the Director's Assistants office. He never took very long and I don't know what he did." He said, directing his statement more to his colleague than to Gibbs or Jenny.

"And the last time you were here? What did you do then?" Jenny asked, attracting the attention of Adam and holding it by leaning towards him slightly, a kind and understanding look on her face.

"I arrested the Director on charges of conspiracy to murder the previous Director and obstructing a federal investigation by removing or sabotaging the evidence linked to the previous Director's murder investigation." Adam said, reeling off the charges Vance had been bound by. Gibbs sat forward too and Jenny stood, walking back around the table, behind the suspects.

"Where is he being held?" Gibbs asked Adam, hoping not to put too much importance on the question, the risk of Adam or Jim withholding the information was too great.

"I don't know sir; I was never involved in anything illegal." Adam said, pleading with Gibbs to believe he was innocent, but neither Gibbs nor Jenny was fooled. Jenny leaned down next to Adam and spoke right by his ear.

"We know you were, or you wouldn't have been waiting in that safe house to shoot a CIA Agent, rather than arrest him." she said, and Adam stiffened in his seat, his posture one of a cornered animal. Gibbs directed his attention back to him, allowing Jenny to slowly make her way around the table.

"I was in the building when the two of you and the Sec-Nav escorted Director Vance from the building. You were involved, the only question now is how much time you do, and where." He said, catching the eyes of both Jim and Adam.

"There is only one deal on offer here, gentlemen. I'd think carefully on your loyalties if I were you." Jenny threw over her shoulder while she sauntered around the table and perched on the table on the other side of Gibbs, so she was near the door, carefully not blocking the view of the suspects from the camera. The two men glanced at each other quickly, both faces showing the longing for the deal.

"I want to deal." Adam said quickly, beating Jim to the punch this time. Gibbs nodded agreeably.

"If your information leads us to him, you'll get the deal; after we bring him home." He said, the condition clear in his statement, but Adam shook his head stubbornly, crossing his arms and leaning back in his chair.

"I want a deal before I give you the information." He said smirking, thinking he had the upper hand. Jim leaned forward and placed his hands flat on the desk.

"I'll tell you where he is, I want the deal, my information is more accurate anyway. I took him to the holding area; I can give you the key to the lock." Jim said, knowing his offer was the best. Gibbs looked up at Jenny and she nodded before walking over to the door and pulling it open. Ziva and Tony appeared and walked over to Adam. They cuffed him and ushered him out of the room, amidst rude protests. Once all was quiet again Jenny stood next to Gibbs.

"Alright, where is he? And where is this key?"