Authors Note: I am finally back and I would like to thank Gottahavemyncis for her help and ecouragement. Nothing belongs to me except the plot and Chelsea.
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The next morning Gibbs rode the elevator quietly sipping his coffee. But he knew his peace and quiet was over when the doors opened to a grinning Tony and Abby.
"Gibbs!" Abby shouted, throwing her arms around Gibbs.
"Hey Boss!" Tony greeted.
"Can I get through?" Gibbs asked.
Abby and Tony quickly moved out of his way. They followed him into the bullpen.
"We got something Boss!" Tony burst out.
"I wanted to tell him!" Abby whined playfully.
Gibbs just gave them his classic glare from his desk.
"We found another connection." Tony said quickly.
"All of our victims went to a Dr. Cassie Mills." Abby added, jumping up and down.
Tony handed Gibbs the doctor's address. "How should we proceed?"
"Where is Ziva and Timmy?" Abby interrupted.
"They are coming." Gibbs answered, "Damon is watching Chelsea."
Tony and Abby looked at each other amused at the thought of big, tough Damon babysitting.
"You and Ziva go check this out." Gibbs said, as Ziva and McGee entered the bullpen, "McGee and I will push the warrants through."
Ziva turned to Tony. "Where are we going?"
Tony could barely contain himself. "I'll tell you on the way."
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"So, how did you figure this out?" Ziva asked as they sped down the highway.
"Abby and I stayed up all night going over the files." Tony said, honking at a slow driver, "I just had this hunch when I read the doc's name so Abby ran with it."
"You were here all night?" Ziva asked in surprise.
"Yeah." Tony muttered, pulling into the parking lot, "We needed to find something."
It was then Ziva saw how tired Tony was.
They parked and entered the office of Dr. Cassie Mills together.
"Can I help you?" the young receptionist said with a smile.
"We need to speak with Dr. Mills." Ziva said, flashing her credentials.
While the receptionist went in the back, Ziva turned to Tony.
"How are we doing this?"
"Can I take the lead?" Tony asked hopefully.
Ziva nodded with a smile as the receptionist returned.
"Dr. Mills will see you now. Just follow me." the receptionist said to them.
Tony and Ziva followed her down the hall to Dr. Mills' office.
"Hello." greeted a good looking woman, shaking Tony and Ziva's hand, "I'm Dr. Cassie Mills, how can I help you?"
Tony stepped forward.
"We have a few questions about some of your patients." he said, sitting in a chair opposite her desk.
"I'll answer what I can without breaking doctor-patient confideciality." she responded.
Ziva sighed. Tony gave a list of the victims to her.
"Were all these women your patients?" Tony asked.
Dr. Mills put on some glasses and read the list.
"I can neither confirm or deny that these women were my patients."
There was a knock at the door.
"Enter." Dr. Mills called.
"Agent McGee, doctor." the receptionist said, McGee behind her.
"Thank you Rachel."
"This is Special Agent McGee." Tony introduced.
"I have the warrants." McGee said, holding up seven folded up papers.
Dr. Mills took the warrants from McGee and glanced over them.
"Dr. Mills." Ziva said impatiently.
The doctor sighed, stood and opened several filing cabinets that lined the walls behind her desk. She extracted the files.
"There." she handed the files to Tony.
McGee pulled out another warrant.
"What's that for?" Dr. Mills asked.
Tony and Ziva asked the same question silently.
"Our lead agent would like the files on you and all your employees." McGee explained, "Including the names of any cleaning, plumbing, grounds keeping services and temps."
Now Dr. Mills looked a little ticked. But she did what she was told.
"She didn't seem too happy." Ziva commented as Tony drove them back to the naval base.
"Not at all." Tony responded, happy that his and Abby's idea may have panned out.
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Damon sighed. He had FINALLY gotten Chelsea to lay down for a nap.
"Day?"
Damon squeezed his eyes shut. Or not.
"Chelsea." he whined, picking her up, "You HAVE to take a nap."
She just giggled and tugged on his ear.
"Please?" Damon begged.
"Ello." Chelsea demanded.
"Fine." Damon conceded, "We'll get some Jell-O."
Chelsea clapped her hands.
"Wuv you." she said, throwing her arms around his neck.
Damon smiled. What the hell?
"Love you too kid."
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"Alright." Gibbs said, from his desk, "Take fifteen."
Abby, Tony, Ziva, and Tony all groaned in relief. For the past four hours they had been scouring the files of the victims and the doctors office employees.
"Take a walk?"
Ziva looked up to see McGee holding out his hand.
Tony made gagging noised till Abby slapped the back of his head.
Ziva smiled and grasped his hand.
"I would love to."
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It was a nice day outside. McGee and Ziva strolled to the grassy courtyard and sat on a bench.
"I really hope all this cracks the case." McGee said tiredly, putting his arm around Ziva.
"Me too." she yawned.
"Should we call Damon?" McGee grinned.
Ziva laughed and leaned into him.
"There might be more stories if we wait." Ziva giggled, something she felt comfortable to do around him.
Both their phones buzzed. They mutually rolled their eyes. Gibbs.
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After another two hours, Tony jumped up.
"I found something!"
They all stopped what they were doing and crowded around Tony's desk.
"Dr. Mills used Clean Machine cleaning company." he explained, putting stuff up on the screen, "And one of their employees was Greg Chesnee."
"Who's that?" McGee asked.
Tony put up a picture.
"Kyle Rush."