No Time Like the Present

Watching and Waiting

Gibbs and Williamson sat in the charger outside the suspects house. Hands reaching for their coffee cups at the same time, he dropping his to avoid hers.

"So what did you do before you joined the FBI?" He questioned after a moment.

"I was a nurse at bethseda. Fornell recruited me after somethings happened and here I am." She responded in a soft tone as she sipped her coffee, eyes trained on the house ahead.

"Did you ever serve?" He questioned curiously, glancing at her out of the corner of his eye. Noticing now a very faint scar along her left jaw line. At his question he saw her body tense up ever so slightly.

"You don't have to answer I'm sorry." He quickly apologized in a softer tone, causing her to flash a faint smile and glance at him.

"We catch this son of a bitch and maybe I'll tell you about me Jethro." She couldn't hide the faint smirk as it crept to her lips. Especially seeing him mirror her expression. But it quickly faded as his eyes focused on the house.

"We've got movement. " She looked over as she saw a man exiting the home and began down the sidewalk towards them. Opening her door she got out and took some steps towards the man.

"Seth Walker? NCIS we have a few..." Before she could finish he turned and bolted. With a sigh of annoyance she took off after him. Hearing the engine turn over behind her as Gibbs followed in the car. Chasing him down the sidewalk Gibbs intercepted at the next road, the man running right into the side of the car. Stumbling long enough for Gibbs to get out with his weapon raised. She came up behind with hers raised as well.

"Running is never a good idea." She huffed. Gibbs moving around to place the man in handcuffs.

"You're under arrest for the murder of Private Shawn. " He stated and pushed the man into the back seat of the car.

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She stood watching the man squirm in his chair in the interrogation room. Obvious to her surroundings for the moment as she heard him behind her.

"Guess you were right about running in those heels." She could hear the teasing tone in his voice and didn't need to look to know he had a smirk etched on his face.

"I never lie Jethro. Besides, who would want to admit they got taken down by a woman in heels. Think he'll talk?"

"Oh I'm sure of it." He left and entered the interrogation room. Sitting across from the man as he began asking questions. Watching and listening as something the suspect said made her think of something else. Rushing from the room she went to the squad room and accessed his computer. Leaning over his desk as she searched the documents about the victims.

"I can't believe we didn't see this before." Her eyes scanned over the screen as she then looked up to see him watching her with a mix of curiosity and irritation.

"That is my desk agent Williamson." His eyes focused on her. Clearing her throat as she stood up straight.

"I needed the computer agent Gibbs. Something he said made me think. Look." She put the documents on the plasma.

"There was a two-day period when all the victims attended a group therapy session at bethseda for counseling in PTSD. That is the only connection so.."

"So that means it was someone who was there within that time. Mcgee." He turned to look at his team.

"Find everyone who was there those two days in contact with the victims. On it boss."

"Dinozzo."

"I'll get in touch with the doctor who led the session. " Giving a satisfied nod he turned his attention back to her. Managing a faint smile.