Case 1 - Mistaken Identity (All Agents!)

[Anthony DiNozzo]

Anthony DiNozzo

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So Kiss Me Goodbye.
Honey, Im Gonna Make It Out Alive.
So Kiss Me Goodbye.
I Can See The Venom In Your Eyes.
Goodbye.
Snakes On A Plane - Cobra Starship.
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It was a quiet day in the squadroom for a change, and Tony hated silence. Tony loved chaos and being busy... well today anyway. Being busy meant a case was happening and it was sooo BORING! He suddenly spied his victim: unsuspecting McGee. A smirk appeared on his face as he hid behind his computer screen, using the cover to create a load of paper balls. He MAY be boss but he was still Anthony DiNozzo, the kid who'd never grow up. Though he was a kid at heart, he dressed to perfection with his Armani suit and italian leather shoes. He was the "boss" now and he had to dress that way - there wasn't anything in Gibbs' rule book that said Tony had to act accordingly!

He chose his aim carefully before tossing the paper ammo towards his victim in question. He didn't have time to check his target when the phone rang out. Quick reactions caught the receiver before the second ring rang out. COuld this be his first case as the Bossman? Exmitement and nerve filled his expensive shoes as he answered in his most Gibbs-like tone. DiNozzo?

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Addy Hunter

"Hi um.. can you come quick my mommy she's bwedding and um. your number was in her pocket." the girls words were gentle yet on the verge of tears as she was crying. She looked at her mom before her she looked to the phone. "Please hurry" she said keeping the phone open enough to trace the phone call. A voice could be heard in the background.

"Good girl Addy" the breathing was labored and the woman was in extreme pain she had just been stabbed, addy had been outback and heard gun shots and came running in. There were too bodies on the floor. One she didn't recognize too well. It had been a while since she had seen him.

The little girl looked into the phone. "He's dead, he hurt mommy. Dunno who he is" she said her voice drifted, she knelt down next to her mom and started crying. "Hang on mommy, helwp is coming." She laid on her mother's chest her hand over her mom's waiting on NCIS to get there.

[Anthony DiNozzo]

Tony's face morphed into confusion as he listened hard to the childlike voice on the other end. It wasn't hard to tell she was upset, however. Okay I need you to stay calm, can you do that?

He heard another raspy voice in the background, a woman's but the voice didn't sound familiar. Addy must be the name of the little girl his mind ticked over, he was never that good with children! Children and animals seemed to hate him for some strange reason! Addy? Addy... I need to know where you are. Do you know where you are? He looked to a nearby agent, signalling them to trace the call by GPS. Ok Addy... Stay calm. Stay with your... mommy until we get there. We're on our way.

He put the phone down, standing up and grabbing his sig from the bottom drawer. Gear up people! We've got a homicide. Two people down, one of which possibly injured. Little girl rang in. Not sure if it's Naval but they have our number.... Probie, get the van! He threw the keys in his direction, hoping he'd catch them intime! He grabbed his NCIS jacket and his faithful cap, the one that he shot - thanks to Gibbs teaching him how to shoot... guess he lost!

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Addy Hunter

She held onto the phone. "Yea I'm at home." she called out softly as she laid the phone down. She was now covered in blood. She looked alot like her mother. She was very patient for a 5 year old. She waited for them to trace her call. She was smart and knew stuff beyond her years."Dunno how to get home. Twace me?"she asked softly. She was crying still and laid on the bed as she waited on everyone to get mobilized.

She fell asleep next to her mom, she was so tired and upset for little kids that never seemed to work. Jeanne laid her hand on the little girl's back and shook her "Stay up. Push here" she said to the little girl as she roused and did what her mom asked. Wanting to do everything to help her.

( I am now waiting on everyone to arrive )

[Abigail Sciuto]

'CAPTAIN' JACK HARKNESS

cause this has been building
since i have been breathing

Jack, still used to being no more than a senior agent, had immediately leaped up at the call of 'Grab your gear'. Three magic words that shot him into action like no other. He already had his gun in its holster and bag swung over his shoulder before he paused, remembering he was the one who should be calling that if he was going. It was Tony's team, not his. He stared across the cubicles for a moment at the other team before striding over. He didn't have a case right now, so he figured he may as well offer his services, and the services of his team.

Want some help? Not that you need it, but... An extra set of hands and eyes is always helpful.

--- Short sorry D: ---

[Timothy McGee]

Tim was actually enjoying the quiet. He didn’t get much time nowadays to himself. They didn’t currently have a case, so he was working on his game. His attention was so completely focused on his screen and the sound of his fingers flying over the keyboard, that he didn’t spare Tony a second glance. As such, he didn’t know what his new ‘boss’ was up to. Even if he did know, there wasn’t much he could do about it. Tony was going to do what Tony wanted to do, and Tim least of all wasn’t going to be able to stop him. Suddenly, the ringing of the phone tore his attention away from the screen. Seconds later, Toni’s paper ball flew past his head and clattered across the keyboard. Confused for a second, he looked back and forth between the ball and Tony. It didn’t take long for realization to sawn on his face and he frowned at the other. McGee didn’t say anything though, he could tell Tony’s call was serious business and in a moment he had shifted into work mode.

As soon as Tony gave the signal, Tim minimized his game and threw up the tracing software. “ Trace is going, boss.” He didn’t even think about who he had just called ‘boss’. His mind was wholly focused on the task at hand, and calling his team leader boss was more instinct than anything. It didn’t matter, his fingers were working across the screen and his computer was struggling to pinpoint the location of the call. He hoped that he could get it in time. Hopefully Tony would keep the girl on the line long enough for the trace to go through. He knew the drill.

‘ Only a few more minutes…’

Yes! Another quick keystrokes and then Tim’s head shot up. “ I sent the coordinates from the trace to your phone, Tony.” He’d glanced up just in time to notice the keys flying towards him through the air. Now, McGee wasn’t the best catch, but he could deal when it came between catching the keys and letting them smack him in the face, which was never a pleasant thing to go through. In an instant, he had the keys in hand and he was rising to gather his things, pulling his cap on tight and heading towards the elevator.

“ Want some help? Not that you need it, but... An extra set of hands and eyes is always helpful.”

Tim paused, glancing To Jack. It would be nice to have another pair of hands, especially since Ziva hadn’t shown up. Timothy rolled his eyes and motioned towards Tony. “ It’s up to the ‘boss’”

Grinning, he then ducked out and slipped into the opening elevator, riding it down to go grab the van. He realized that Tony had been talking to a child and he wondered why they were heading out to a case that had no apparent link to the navy whatsoever. Oh well. Tony always thought he knew best.

[Anthony DiNozzo]

Tony was a little shocked by the question the little girl offered him. Trace me? She obviously knew about the NCIS. Smart kid... We're doing that right now Addy.... don't worry we're coming.

Alright, lets go He looked to his phone to see a location he barely recognised but couldn't fathom from where. As he was gearing up he heard conversation aimed in his direction. He looked up to see Jack and Probie looking over. Tony caught the end of the conversation and raised his eyebrows, eventually nodding. Seems we could do with the help... Ziva and Kate never turned up for work this morning. Brilliant. Their first case and no MCRT to respond - just him and Probie. He would be thankful for Jack's services though he probably wouldn't show it for now.

He watched Tim run for the elevator, smirking to himself. He didn't acknowledge it at first but he knew the Probie had called him Boss. It humored him but he'd just have to get used to it. Oh well. He nodded his head towards the door, signalling for Jack to follow him to the van.

The van journey was quiet but not incredibly long. The location they were heading for was a surburbian neighbourhood in Georgetown and Tony was deep in thought. Where did he recognise that address from. For Tony to be deep in thought was a strange event. Normally the agent was cracking sexist jokes and prodding the probie but today, he was actually raking his brains over something!

Getting out of the van at the small quaint house annoyed him some more, where the hell did he recognise this house from? He looked to his crew of two before walking towards the door. It was slightly ajar so he pushed it ever so softly as he spoke. Addy? This is Tony... you spoke to me on the phone before... He stopped in his tracks when she saw three bodies covered in blood, one visibly alive. The male was in his military uniform so atleast he had that gut instinct that this was NCIS. It was the female that caught him the most. He nearly caught his breath. No wonder the girl rang him... Jeanne?!

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Addy Hunter

The little girl padded over to let them in the door. She was covered in blood from head to toe. She sighed shaking her head."Dony, mommy is hurt" she said softly pointing to Jeanne, she ran over to the other side of her mom who was breathing shallowly.

Jeanne Benoit

"He tried to kill me" was all the woman breathed as she breathed almost shallow, it took her a moment to register that it was Tony."Tony, what are.." she said sucking her breath in. It hurt to talk and it hurt to breathe. She had a knife in her side, which she hadn't removed, probably the only reason she was alive but it didn't stop the pain. She had instructed Addy not to remove it either. She was colorless and needed an ambulance quick. She rolled her head over to look at Addy then looked back to Tony."Take care of her" was all she could think to say as she waited on the ambulance to arrive. Addy had called them to but NCIS was alot faster getting onto the scene.

Crime Scene

When you look around there is one dead body laying across the room from Jeanne that has obviously been shot. There is a gun laying by Jeanne's left hand and there is a knife in the woman's side. She is obviously keeping anyone from taking the knife out as she wants to live. It looks like there had been a huge fight before all of the rage occured.

(When you process the crime scene you can find whatever evidence you want and when Abby processes ill let her know what she finds on it )

[Anthony DiNozzo]

Tony followed Addy towards her mother, his ex-girlfriend. This was already getting confusing for him! He kneeled next to Jeanne, his fieldwork clothes already soaked in blood from the small amount of contact. He pulled a face, noticing the blade still in her side - well atleast it would stop the bleeding! He looked back to the little girl. Addy... did you phone the doctors after you phoned me? He smirked, figuring Jeanne didn't ask the girl to call him. Addy did it! he raised his eyebrows in question but he'd ask her later, when she wasn't bleeding all over the floor!

He stood up, shaking his head. This was STILL a crimescene, however personal it was. Ok McGee shoot, bag and tag. Jack, sketches please. He pulled the pencil that was behind his ear and handing it to him. It was habit keeping it there when he dressed for fieldwork due to his old work for Gibbs. He grabbed his cell. Ducky, we need you and Palmer down here stat. He gave the address over the cell then hung up, kneeling back down next to Jeanne. It's gonna be alright. Trust me?

This was crazy! His first crimescene and his ex was involved - the one girl he ever so sercretly loved but told noone! It was his own fault they broke up. He had to charm her fir a case - as he did. He never expected to fall for her. She was pissed when she found out, obviously. That cut, hard! And here he was wondering whether she was a murderer or a victim or self-defence. He sighed to himself. Gibbs was gonna loooove this!

['Captain' Jack Harkness]

'CAPTAIN' JACK HARKNESS

cause this has been building
since i have been breathing

Jack had swept into the elevator quickly once it had been confirmed he was wanted, and he'd been silent for the ride there. His first DC case, and he wasn't even doing it with his own team. Figured. But, he didn't mind. He may be a natural leader, but that didn't mean he needed to be in charge all the time. He was quite used to taking orders still.

Somewhat surprised, he watched as Tony went over to the woman, who he apparently knew. That was... unexpected. He didn't ask, though. Now was not the time, nor the place. Perhaps he'd bother McGee later. He had a feeling the techie wouldn't mind sharing, whereas Tony may get a bit defensive. If he was in Tony's place, he probably would. He saw the way Tony looked at her, at Addy. He wasn't stupid. There was history, and the kid was as much a surprise to Tony as the fact the victim and him knew each other was to Jack.

He took the pencil from Tony, though he did have his own. A spare would always be nice. Never knew when one would break. He took out his sketchpad and stepped carefully around the wounded, greatcoat floating just inches above the floor. For now, it wasn't an issue. There was nothing sticking out high enough to touch it, after all.

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Jeanne Benoit

Jeanne looked to Tony and nodded before passing out, not indicating whether she was nodding to the first thing he said or the second. She had stayed awake long enough. The ambulance came and loaded her onto a gurney. She was rushed to the hospital.

Ducky Mallard and Jimmy Palmer

Ducky and Palmer weren't far behind as they ran and did their thing. "You can process your crimescene tony" he said not moving the body yet knowing they needed it a few more moments.

Addy Hunter

She looked over to Tony and sighed. "I called 911.. I was um.. outside playing with my barbies, Ken was getting a haircut and I heard gun shots.. I ran into check on mommy and she was on the floor like you saw her. She told me not to take the knife out because she didn't want to bleed more. She said I should call 911, but I couldn't find their number, so i went through the drawer in the kitchen your card was in there. I called it." she said looking down at the floor. "Am I in trouble?" she asked with a tear coming down her eyes as she ran to tony hugging him. "I didn't like him, he was mean to me.." she said.

She looked alot like Jeanne, she even had her blondish hair. She didn't resemble the dead guy on the floor at all. She wasn't shy but she wasn't too forward either. She looked to Tony. "She said I needed to stay with you, that you would take care of me."she added trying to remember everything that Jeanne had told her.

[Timothy McGee]

The ride out to the location was an odd one. It was strange seeing Tony actually thinking so much. He was used to him cracking jokes or just generally acting like a fifteen year old boy. The whole experience left Time understandable speechless. He felt like asking where the Tony he knew was, but decided that it wouldn’t be the best course of action. Instead, he rode in silence, readying himself for the upcoming case, which he could tell was going to be a difficult one.

When they got to the house, it seemed innocent enough. He noticed the irate look on Tony’s face when they exchanged looks, but he only shrugged. He had never been here. Shrugging his bag back up his shoulder, he brushed off his uncomfortable feeling. He was going into a crime scene, and there probably would be a dead body in there. Uncomfortable feelings went along with the territory. No matter how long he did this job, he would never get used to the death that came along with it? Who would?

Tim followed Tony towards the house, alarmed when he saw that the door was ajar slightly. He reached for his gun. If the suspect was in there, things could get ugly real fast. Tim was honestly surprised that Tony just walked right in. He was as tense as a taught rubber band.

Blood was the first thing that greeted him. Tim kept his firearm in hand and skirted Tony, ready in case there were any assailants, but it was clear from the site that greeted him, from the dead body on the floor, to the little girl who came padding up to them, that he most likely didn’t have to worry about that. Reluctantly, he sheathed his gun and surveyed the scene. There was a dead body not too far off, and a woman…covered in blood, but alive. The little girl was also covered in blood. Then Tony spoke.

“ Jeanne?”

Tim’s gaze shot to Tony. Jeanne? Jeanne Benoit? He looked back to the woman. On second glance, he was sure that was who this woman was. She was the daughter of legendary arms dealer René Benoit. He and Ziva hadn’t been told much about Tony’s undercover work for Director Shepard. It had all been kept on the down low. Later they had learned about it, but he still didn’t know the extent of the relationship. In fact, the last time that he had seen Tony and Jeanne together, it was him telling her that he had never loved her. The expression on his face now told something completely different. This case would be a real conflict of interest for Tony…for sure. Tim turned to him.

“ Are you sure you want to take this case Tony? I’m sure…”

“ Ok McGee shoot, bag and tag.”

This was something completely personal for Tony, and he, least of all, wasn’t going to be getting in the middle of it. Nodding, he put his bag on the floor and started taking out his supplies. He went into work mode, taking pictures of everything he possibly could. The dead body, Jeanne’s inert form, even Addy’s blood covered being. He took pictures of the gun, and the blood splatter. He took pictures of everything. He took samples of the blood and placed evidence tags around the room, making sure he didn’t miss anything. The gun went in a bag and he took samples from the dead body so that Ducky and Palmer could take it away.

Then he saw Addy run towards Tony and he shot up. He knew this must be an emotional moment for Tony, but there was still a job to do. Walking over, he eyed Tony.

“ We need her clothes. There might be trace evidence on them and we need to make sure we don’t lose it.”

He knew Tony would already know this, but he had to make sure Tony’s emotions didn’t overwhelm him and he touched Addy. There would be time for that AFTER she got her clothes off and bagged. Kneeling down, he stretched out his hand to the little girl, an oversized evidence bag to the girl.

“ I need you to do something for me. Can you go to your room and take your clothes off carefully and put them in this bag? There might be something on them that will help your mom a lot. After you put your clothes in this bag, put some clean ones on and you can come with us.”

Normally, McGee wasn’t good with children, but when the situation called for it, he could turn on the charm.

[Anthony DiNozzo]

Tony watched as Jeanne was loaded onto the gurney and taken out of the house. He'd have to visit her later.... for questioning ofcourse! He'd give her time to rest and that'll be enough to process the crimescene.

He nodded towards Ducky as he finished his inital checks on the body. Thanks Duck. He was just about to check the body when McGeek spoke about the case. I'll be fine... probie He wouldve called him his formal name again but he needed familiarities in this strange neigherbood of personal feelings he'd ventured into.

He listened to Addy's side of the story, grabbing a small notepad from his field jacket pocket and jotting down the events she described. Something was wrong about a child playing with dolls then stumbling onto a scene like this. Tony shook his head as she asked the question. No... you did the right thing calling us Addy

Suddenly he felt a pair of arms wrapped around his legs. He turned when he heard McGee's plea for evidence. He lifted his hands up, careful not to touch her. I know... i know... It was hard for the kid, he could imagine, and now she was being treated like evidence. He listened as McGee spoke to her, asking her to change so he could have the clothes she was wearing. You'll get them back... i promise He reassured her before she skipped off into her room with the bag.

Tony took a deep breath in, pacing only slightly in a circle as his head whirred around. This kid needed a place to stay, funny how Jeanne had said she could stay at his! His home, wasn't exactly child-proof! What if she was his?! His relationship with Jeanne ended just over 5 years ago.... Addy looked around 4 or 5. This was crazy! He lifted his holed hat up then back down on his head. He looked to McGee, expecting some remark about his behaviour... well he might as well asked him now!

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Addy Hunter and Ducky Mallard

She emerged a while later with her clothes in the bag having showered and cleaned up she came running back over. Clinging to Tony when Ducky came back over "Only Jethro has permission to call me Duck tony, but if you need me to I will take the little girl back to the NCIS building. He knew she could sit and color at least. The little girl looked up to Tony and sighed. "Do I gots to go with the strange sounding man?" she asked with a sigh looking over to Dr. Mallard with a sigh. She was now stuck to Tony's leg again. Ducky held out his arms for the little girl. "Tony is going to find out what happened to your mom come on lets go get some icecream or something?" he stated softly.

The girl nodded to Ducky and went with him. "Palmer can get the body back to NCIS when this is finished. My preliminary findings are well rather obvious. He passed away within the last hour. Not long before the girl's call. The cause of death looks like this bullet wound to the forehead, I will know once I have him down in autopsy. Palmer you will follow them back to NCIS so as not to get lost. I do believe some icecream is on order for this little girl. he stated, he always got his job done before side tasks. The little girl disappeared with Ducky.

['Captain' Jack Harkness]

'CAPTAIN' JACK HARKNESS

cause this has been building
since i have been breathing

He finished up with his sketching rather quickly, but, then again, the house wasn't a particularly large one, so it was no wonder it didn't take as long as it sometimes did to sketch out the scene. His drawing skills weren't something to be proud of, but they were good enough for the job, at least, though him actually trying to draw anything seriously produced something that could be considered a joke. He glanced over as the girl wrapped herself around Tony's legs for the second time and smiled slightly, despite the events that had occurred so recently. She was adorable. Then, she went off after the good doctor, and Jack handed the pencil back to Tony, slipping the notepad back into his bag.

He set to glancing around, to see if there was anything Tim had missed. He didn't doubt the other agent's abilities, but, as he'd said, an extra set of eyes never hurt. There was nothing. Just some signs of a struggle, presumably already cataloged with the camera. He moved toward the door and stepped out.

I'm gonna check around the perimeter. Let you know if I find anything.

He didn't wait for a reply, though, as he walked out, eyes scanning the ground, kneeling on occasion to double check this and that. Nothing of particular importance, yet. The man had stayed on the paved path to the door, or he'd left no trace on the grass, not even a broken blade. Highly unlikely. He moved to the windows, a smudge catching his eye. He began dusting, discovering a palm print and quite a few finger prints. Potentially useful, though they could just as easily be from something else entirely. There was no way to tell. He photographed them before he lifted them, continuing on his way.