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"What do we have?" Gibbs asked. He walked over to McGee. As Gibbs knelt beside McGee, a cold breeze blew. The oak trees in Rock Creek Park swayed with the wind. The sun beat down on his back and the smell of nature made Gibbs at ease.

"Mike Balker, 22 years-old, Ensign." McGee looked at Gibbs, "Say where is Marine?"

"With Abby."

McGee slowly nodded and Gibbs walked over to Ducky. He kneeled beside him, "Time of death?"

"1300 to 1400." Ducky looked at Gibbs, "I believe our men are related." Ducky put his hand on the side of Mike's face and turned it to show the small resemblance. Both of the men had a small birthmark on the left side of their face. "I would definitely say they are father and son." He shook his head with a deep sigh, "Jethro, I hate to say this... But, I believe Marine is in danger."

…

"So, you are down here all the time?" Marine asked. She looked around the room and smiled.

Marine turned to look at Abby, "Does it get lonely?"

"Never. Whenever we have cases Gibbs always comes down and visits."

Marine sat down at Abby's desk. "Abby?"

"Yeah?"

Marine pulled a strand of her auburn hair behind her ear. "What is Gibbs history?"

Abby turned her head to face Marine, "Why do you want to know that?"

"No reason... I'm just wondering..."

Abby raised an eyebrow, "Okay then... Well, what do you want to know?"

"Did he have any children?"

Abby tilted her head, "Why?"

Marine sighed, "I..I... No, it's stupid."

"Come on. You can tell me!"

"I feel like Gibbs is treating me differently than he did with the other kids in these types of cases. A rash amount of Marine's has been kidnapped or murdered who have kids. I feel like I'm getting special treatment."

"What makes you say that?"

Marine put her face into her hands, "My gut."

"Don't tell him I told you but... He had a wife and a daughter that he loved."

Marine looked up from her hands, "What happened to them?"

Abby looked down at her feet, "They got murdered."

Marine's heart dropped, "murdered!?"

Abby nodded, "After that, he got married 4 times but divorced them."

"Wow… I had no… idea." Marine looked down at her hands, "Do you think I'll get killed like my father?"

"Of course not! You have us and we will Protect you," Abby assured the teen with a smile.

"Do you need help?" Marine asked as she got out of her seat.

"No, I'm good but, could you grab that evidence bag on the table behind me and bring it over here."

…

Gibbs sat at his desk staring blankly at his computer. He had no idea what to do. He wanted to help Marine… but how?

"We are at a dead end, boss," McGee finally spoke.

Gibbs looked up from his computer, "I already know that McGee," he growled. He got out of his seat and set his coffee on his desk.

"Are you going to send her down to autopsy to identify the man?" Bishop asked.

"Yes. McGee tell Abby to send Marine down to Autopsy and while I am down there I want you all to find something!" Gibbs walked into the elevator and held his breath. Please don't be anyone related. The doors closed in the elevator and began to travel downwards. Gibbs gut churned, and he shook his head, he already knew what the answer was. The elevator stopped, and the doors opened wide. Marine was leaned against the wall with her hands in her blue sweatshirt pockets. She looked up at him and he could see the pain in her eyes. "You ready?" he asked. She only responded with a nod as they walked into autopsy. A black body bag rested on the table with Ducky next to it.

Ducky starred deeply in Gibbs eyes and Gibbs could tell that he was regretting the decision already. "Are you ready, Marine?"

"Yes, sir," she nodded again.

Ducky looked at Gibbs on last time before slowly opening the bag. Gibbs took a deep breath keeping his eyes on the bag. Please. Please. Please. Ducky grabbed the edge of the bag as Gibbs held his breath and quickly revealed the face of Mike Balker.

Instantly, Marine began to sob. "No!" she screamed. Gibbs heart dropped as she fell to her knees. Gibbs quickly kneeled beside her and pulled her close to his chest. Her hand tightly grabbed his shirt as she wept. "Bubba," she mumbled between her cries.

Gibbs gripped her tightly holding her close. I am so sorry, he thought. We both lost too much.

…

Gibbs sat down beside Marine and handed her a cup of water, "Here you go." He was happy he was back at home, but at the same time, he was worried. Marine was too close to her house. What if they come back?

"Thank you, Agent Gibbs," she smiled. "Thank you for staying with me tonight too." Gibbs shook his head, She will be fine.

"You're welcome," he softly grinned. "Someone had to do it."

"Gibbs?"

"Yes, Marine?"

"I heard about your family. I'm sorry for your loss…"

Gibbs stared at her understanding her pain. He placed his hand on her shoulder and gently squeezed it.

Marine gave him a small smile before looking at her cup.

Gibbs got up from his seat, "Would you like to look at some pictures? Of my wife and daughter?"

Marine looked up with a smile, "Sure."

Gibbs smiled and walked over to the kitchen. He bent down and opened an oak wood cabinet and pulled out a small wooden box. He walked back over to Marine and sat next to her again.

Marine leaned forward and set the cup on the table. Gibbs opened the box and handed her a photo of Shannon and Kelly. Marine placed her fingers on the picture.

"My wife, Shannon, and my daughter, Kelly, were murdered by a drug dealer."

"Kelly looks a lot like me," Marine whispered.

Gibbs looked at the picture in his hands. He was in his marine uniform holding his little girl. Her auburn hair and blue eyes shined with her big smile on her face. He handed her the picture and watched her reaction.

"My dad and I have a photo like this hanging in the house." Marine smiled, "I still remember his story he told me to make me laugh in the photo."

Gibbs smiled, "My daughter would always crack us up when we were down."

"I want to be just like him."

Gibbs got out of his seat, "Stand up."

"Wait why?"

"Stand up on your feet."

Marine stood up, "Is it something I said?"

Gibbs chuckled, "No." Gibbs straightened his posture, "You want to be like your dad, right?"

"Yes, sir," Marine grinned.

"ATTENTION!" On cue, Marine stood up straight with her hands to her side, her feet together, and her head looking straight. Gibbs nodded slowly. "Good form." He walked to the side of her "Do you know how to move around?"

Marine kept a straight face, "Not well, sir."

"I'll do it with you then." Gibbs copied Marine's stance, "Ready?" Marine nodded. "LEFT FACE!" They both turned to the left. Gibbs looked over at Marine, "You are a little sloppy, but we can fix that. Now let me show you how to do About Face."

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