Abby and McGee had been working on getting the information off of the micro SD card that had been found in the Seaman's body. Abby had pulled off a few files, but they were all incrpyted, she and McGee were working on decrypting.

"You two have anything for me yet?" Charity asked, walking into the lab carrying a CafPow.

"All of these files are incrypted." Abby answered.

"But don't worry, we will get them boss." McGee added.

"I know you guys can get this." Charity said, then she sat the CafPow down for Abby.

McGee and Abby exchanged a confused look and then Burley burst through the door. Charity looked at him. "What is it, Burley?" She asked.

"I was going through Seaman Collins' phone records and I found this." He said, handing Charity a piece of paper.

Charity looked at the paper. There were several calls from a restricted number in the last several days. "Were you able to find anything on the number?" Charity asked.

Burley nodded. "Yes, but you're not going to like it."

"Tell me Burley." Charity ordered.

"It's from the FBI. Fornell and his team are on their way here." Burley answered.

"Shit." Charity muttered. "Make copies of everything, just in case." She ordered and then she was out the door and heading to the Director's office.

"Now that's more like it." Everyone said in unison. Then they got to work making the copies of their evidence.

"So, you guys noticed it, too?" Burley asked.

"Yes." McGee answered. "I wonder what has gotten into her."

"Or who." Abby added.

McGee and Burley looked at her. "What? You were both thinking it. I'm just the one that voiced it."

Charity...

Charity burst through the doors to Dorector Morrow's office. He looked up from his desk. "You'll never learn to knock, will you?" He asked.

"This isn't a bathroom, so I see no need." Charity replied. "Do you know..."

"That the FBI are on their way here?" Morrow finished for her. "Yes, I already know and don't worry, I'm not letting the, take over the case."

"But I'm going to have to work with them." Charity guessed.

Morrow nodded. "And don't worry, you're in charge of the investigation. I've already worked everything out."

Charity let out a sigh of relief. Then the door opened to the office and in walked Agent Tobias Fornell and Agent Sacks. Charity could handle Fornell, but she couldn't stand Sacks. She held in a groan.

"I see we'll be stepping on your toes again, Agent Gibbs." Fornell observed.

"I've already spoken with your supieriors, this is going to be a joint investigation." Morrow spoke before Charity could. "And NCIS has the lead. So, try to play nice."

Charity and the two FBI agents left the director's office not saying one word to each other. They made their way down to the squadroom, where Burley and McGee were sitting at their desks.

"Oh, boss don't look happy." Burley observed.

"I guess the brief pleasantness we'd had is gone." McGee agreed.

"Ooh, Agent Sacks. She hates him even more than she hated Detective DiNozzo." Burley said.

"That has to be a lot." McGee replied then.

Charity walked over to her desk ans sat down. "So, which one of you two is going to tell me why Seaman Collins was talking to the FBI multiple times daily?" Charity asked, looking at Fornell and Sack expectantly.

Fornell sighed. "Always right to the point with you." He said. "He was helping us with an investigation."

"What kind of investigation?" Charity asked.

"We were working on taking down an arms dealer who sells exclusively to terrorists." Fornell answered.

"The incrypted files on the micr SD card, Ducky found in his intestines?" Charity asked.

"The list of the arms dealer's clients." Sacks answered. "He was smuggling it to us."

Charity looked at McGee. "What are you waiting for?"

McGee stood up. "Right...uhm..."

Charity gave McGee a hard look. "Go help Abby with that list."

"Right." McGee said and was heading for the elevator.

Tony...

Tony sat in his car, sipping at his coffee. He was on a steak out with Dan. "You seem to be in a rather good mood." Dan noticed. "You usually hate steak outs."

Tony shrugged. "Just woke up on the right side of the bed."

"Oh, I know what that means." Dan replied. "You've got yourself a woman."

"So, what if I do." Tony countered.

"There's something going on between you and that fed, isn't there?" Dan asked. "I noticed all that passion in your arguements."

"It's not her." Tony lied.

"Then who is it? Come on, buddy. I gotta know." Dan said.

"Maybe I'll tell you later. Looks like our guy is on the move."