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Chapter 19

Tony walked out of the elevator into the bullpen. The team had solved their last case, or at least, they would interrogate Devon Thomasson once more, and he would tell them everything they wanted to know, yesterday, they had interrogated him, but they were not allowed to interrogate him for so many hours.

Tony saw his cute and beautiful ninja sitting at her desk, working. His probie was also working, but was way more relaxed. Abby was sitting on McGee's desk, talking to McGee, but he was barely listening. "This is one of the weirdest cases, I mean not usual weird, but I mean like massive weird. Not in the way like hinky, but you know, like huge hinky" Tony stopped listening to Abby, she obviously had drunk to many Caf-Pows. Tony sat down at his desk and before he started working, he looked at Ziva. She also looked up briefly and the edges of her mouth curled a bit in a smile.

"So, this Devon Thomasson, killed his father because his father was usually drunk and killed his mother?" Abby said.

"It is actually a bit more complicated, Abby." McGee said.

"Explain yourself."

McGee was still typing away on his keyboard, but he also explained: "My dad, Admiral McGee, was friends with Carl Thomasson; He had an affair with Audrey, I went with her to MIT. They had a son, named Devon. Devon moved to Australia to study. He was highly intelligent, and was fifteen when he had his master in forensics.

Carl Thomasson had a psychological disorder and tortured his girlfriend, almost to death. He locked her up in his basement, where he also kept his drinks. When he killed Audrey, my father heard Audrey yell and when Carl opened the door, they started fighting, and they beat each other etcetera. Carl ran away from my father, because he most likely did not want to be beaten to death. Then, a person hired by Devon, kills Carl. In addition, Devon blows up the basement to remove the evidence his father was mentally disturbed. His mother would disappear from earth and he would get his fathers inheritance."

Ziva looked up. "Then why would he blow up that garden?"

"To slow you down, so you wouldn't arrest him, I guess."

"We do not guess, McGee." Gibbs said, while he walked to his desk. "Do you want to speak to your father while he is still in town? I heard he is just leaving the building." McGee almost shot up and walked to the elevator to go meet his father at security.

Gibbs opened some drawers in his desk, took a file, and went back to interrogation. It was time to hear the last details from the young criminal.

Therefore, Ziva and Tony were the ones left in the squad room. Ziva looked at Tony and saw the tiredness in his eyes.

"Are you OK, Tony?" She asked. He must be sore, after that explosion. Even she was a bit sore, and Tony was on top of her during the explosion, so he took the bigger part of the blast. Tony just nodded.

"Are you sure?" Ziva asked with a small smile.

Tony looked up, saw his Ziva smile beautifully and actually for the first time in his life, he blushed. Ziva stood up and walked to Tony, took his hand and lead him to the elevator.