Charity and Ziva soon arrived at the hospital. They headed for the girl's room. Charity's face and demeanor instantly softened at the sight of the girl. She looked so young and helpless. Charity knew instantly that the girl couldn't have stabbed the two men.

Charity walked over and stood beside the girl's bed. "How are you feeling?" Charity asked her.

"My head is swimming, but other than that I'm okay. I guess." The girl answered.

"Do you know who you are?" Charity asked.

"My name...I can only remember my first name. It's Julia." She replied. "I can't remember my last name or who I am."

Charity nodded. "Do you remember anything that's happened within the last twelve hours?"

The girl looked up at Charity. Some sort of recognition flashed through her eyes. She then blinked a few times. "I remember holding a knife...covered in blood...and thinking that I did something terrible. I did, too. Didn't I?"

"We don't know that for sure." Charity answered.

"Why else would Navy cops be talking to me?" Julia countered.

"We will find out what happened." Charity answered. "Julia, we can't know what happened for sure, until we get all of the evidence."

Julia nodded. "I just know that I did something terrible. If I did, I deserve to go to jail."

"We'll find out for sure." Charity replied, reaching out a comforting hand to the young girl. She looked at her. She had blue eyes and brown hair. She looked a lot like she'd always pictured Kelly would at that age.

Before they left, they collected evidence from the girl and took her clothes. Then they headed back to NCIS. Charity took the evidence down to Abby. When she walked into Abby's lab, carrying the box of evidence, Abby rushed over to help her. "You really shouldn't be lifting that."

"Abby, it's not that heavy." Charity protested.

Abby took it away from Charity anyway and then set it down on the table. "You really should be more careful."

"Abby, do I have to give you the same speech I gave Burley and McGee?"

"They told me about that." Abby replied. "I know you're fine, but you should let us help you more. Especially now."

"Abby, I'm still a federal agent. I'm still a capable investigator. I can still do my job. Now, do you have anything yet?"

Abby sighed and then turned to her computer. "Well, the two cousins, don't have any family listed other than each other and their parents." Abby began. "No wife or kids."

"Okay." Charity said. "This is relevant how?"

"Well, the girl in the hospital is a familial match. She's Lt. Marshall's daughter." Abby answered. "I'm guessing that he didn't know about her."

"He would have had to have gotten a girl pregnant with her when he was a teenager himself." Charity observed.

Abby nodded. "I haven't found out who the girl is yet. Her DNA isn't in any database."

Charity nodded and then she had an idea. "Run her DNA against every woman in every database you can think of."

"Looking for her mother?" Abby asked.

"Yes." Charity replied. "Also check through missing persons for her."

"Already doing that part of it." Abby answered.

"Alright, call me with an update." Charity said. Then she was leaving and heading for autopsy. She walked in the doors after stepping off the elevator. "What do you have Duck?" She asked.

Ducky looked up at her. He gave her a kind fatherly smile. "Hello Charity. I figured you would be down here soon."

Charity walked over to stand beside him. "What have you found?"

"As I'm sure you can guess, our Marine died of the brutal stabbing he received. The fatal stab was a direct hit to his heart." Ducky said. "Our Sailor on the other hand bled out from the wound in his side."

"I figured as much." Charity replied.

"I hear there might be a suspect in the hospital." Ducky replied.

"She didn't do it. Or if she did, she didn't do it of her own free will." Charity replied.

"I hear she came after you." Ducky said.

"She wasn't in her right mind." Charity answered. "She was obviously drugged."

"Your gut again?" Ducky asked.

"My gut and what I saw when she came after me, Duck."

"I see." Ducky replied. "Well, Abby should be able to find out what exactly was happening."

Charity nodded and then started to head out.

"Charity?" Ducky called. "There's one more thing I'd like to discuss with you."

Charity turned back around. "What is it Duck?"

"I heard about your little speech to the others." He began.

"Are you going to lecture me about being more careful, too?"

"Charity, everybody is just trying to look out for you." Ducky told her. "You have more than just yourself to think about you know."

"Ducky, I'm painfully aware that I am no longer just myself." Charity replied. "But that's why I want to keep things normal. I have to keep doing my best to get these murderers off the streets. The more I out away, the safer things are for my baby."

Ducky removed his gloves and face shield. Then he placed his hands on either side of Charity's face. "What is this really about?" He asked, looking into her eyes.

"I know how to be an NCIS agent." She answered. "What I don't know is how to be a mother."

"Nobody knows how to be a parent." Ducky told her. "Children need love. This baby has got that."

Charity gave Ducky a smile. "Thanks Duck."

He patted her cheek. "Any time my dear, any time." Then he dropped his hands.

Charity leaned in and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Then she started out the door.

"You're going to be a wonderful mother." Ducky told her as she left.