A/N: I know it is short, but I had to give you something. I promise more will come, I just had to gather my thoughts. Please review.
The Public Records Office was busy, much to Tony and Ziva's irritation.
"YO!" Tony shouted, holding his badge up in the air, "Federal Officers! Move!"
They weaved their way to the main desk through the measly path the people had allowed them.
The elderly spinster behind the desk looked pissed. "Must you cause such a hold up?"
Tony flashed his badge, then held out a picture of Kyle Rush. "You know him?"
The lady glared at him hard. He felt like he was back in the third grade with the librarian shushing him.
"Um, what my partner is trying, and failing to say politely," Ziva glared at Tony, "is that we would like to know if you have seen this man."
The woman pushed her large glasses up on her nose and squinted a the photo.
"Yes." she nodded, "that's Ryan, the brother of one of my coworkers."
Tony and Ziva looked at each other in surprise. "Could you, uh, get 'Ryan's' sibling for us?"
The old lady gave Tony a strange look, and picked up the phone. After a brief conversation, she hung up and turned back to Tony and Ziva.
"She'll be right out. Now could you please stop holding up traffic."
"Traffic?" Ziva repeated, confused.
Tony rolled his eyes, and grabbed her elbow, guiding her out of the way. "Come on, you linguistic mess."
"Are you the ones wanting to talk to me?"
Tony and Ziva turned to see a mousy, petite woman standing be hind them.
"Hi, I'm Paula Holmes."
"Agents DiNozzo, David." they showed their badge.
"What can I do for you?" she asked.
"We need to talk to you about this man." Ziva said, showing her the picture.
Paula's eye's widened. Then she bolted, pushing her way through the crowd.
"Shit!" Tony cursed, charging after her, "She's fast."
The chase took them out onto the street. Paula crossed the street blindly, narrowly escaping death several times. Tony and Ziva fallowed, the stalled cars to their advantage.
"Tony!" Ziva yelled, pointing to the ally Paula was turning into.
Tony motioned that he would go around the small building, so Ziva followed Paula directly.
"Freeze Paula!" she shouted, pulling her gun out.
Paula didn't stop running. Until she collided with Tony. They both fell down, but Tony was able to hold her down, his size to his advantage. Ziva holstered her gun and pulled out her cuffs and cuffed her.
"You ok Tony?" Ziva asked with a smirk, noting how winded he was.
Tony glared at her as he pulled Paula to her feet. "You gonna call Gibbs?"
Gibbs was letting Paula Holmes stew in interrogation. She was terrified, which was going to work for his advantage. He was pretty sure he could get some answers out of her. He could tell he was right when she jumped a mile as he opened the door.
"Why- Why am I just sitting here?" Paula all but whimpered.
"I think you know why." Gibbs said quietly as he sat down in front of her.
"I-I- think I'm supposed to get a lawyer." she crossed her arms in a weak attempt to seem unfazed.
"You are not under arrest." Gibbs said simply.
"So, I can leave anytime I want?" she asked, pointing at the door.
Gibbs nodded. "But you wont."
She opened her mouth to respond, but couldn't when she saw the photos of the dead women Gibbs was laying before her.
Gibbs folded his hands in front of him. "Your brother had a part in this."
Paula's eyes glazed over. "He's not my brother." she whispered.
"We know." Gibbs said, "But why did you say he was?"
By now Paula had begun to cry. "I cant tell you."
"Why not?" Gibbs asked.
"He'll hurt Grace." Paula whispered.
"Who is Grace, Paula?" Gibbs asked patiently, having determined that she was a victim in all of this.
"My daughter." Paula sobbed, "He said he knew someone who would take her away and sell her."
Gibbs closed his eyes and sighed, leaning back in the chair. Then he handed her a piece of paper and pen. "I need you to write everything down. I'll be back in a little bit. Can you do that?"
Paula nodded, accepting the pen with trembling hands.
Gibbs left interrogation and joined the team in observation.
"Tony, arrange protection for her. She is our only alive victim."
Tony nodded grimly and left.
"Do you think Kyle Rush is The Gifter, Gibbs?" McGee asked.
Gibbs shook his head. "I think he's a sidekick. But he is crucial to us."
McGee and Ziva nodded as Gibbs stomped out of observation.
"I hope we can wrap this up soon." McGee said, "I used to think Gibbs was infallible. But I'm not so sure anymore."
Ziva took his hands and made him look at her. "We are not who we seem."
McGee laughed, then hugged her. "How Yoda-ish of you."
He only laughed harder when he saw her confused look.
A/N Just a little Gibbs angst. More Chelsea coming.