Breaking rule 12.

Going through it slowly

ZEVA POV

"I'm sorry can we run through this again, I'm not field standard." Palmer said, shaking his head.

"Keep up mr palmer, do try." Duckie sighed.

"Lets go through it again." Tony said slowly, moving back over to the wall with pictures and writing all over it.

"Two dead marines. found in a hotel room -" he began

"Ian and Alex Sigton, yeah that I get."

Tony forced a smile and cracked his neck before continuing "Both were supposedly staying there, Ian had racked up an outstanding debt of $2100 in five years."

"Four of which they did both serve in Afghanistan," Gibbs looked at me "I er did some digging." I shrugged slightly.

"Can I just explain please? Zeva you get your bit in a minute." I laughed, he could be so cute when he was annoyed

"The walls yours." I smiled an he smirked slightly.

"Both killed by-"

"Gas," Duckie interjected "I only got the results back when you were running through human waste."

"Thank you, both killed by gas, Charlotte Sigton." he pointed to her picture "also killed by gas. Next her daughter, Carla. Seven years old. Father Alex Sigton."

"From what Charlotte said she and Ian didnt get on well, when he found out that Alex was the father he abandoned them both." McGee said, receiving a look from Tony.

"You left out Ian is the oldest, and according to the navy and Charlotte and their mother they were both killed three months before we found." I said smiling, bitting my lip.

"Oh shut up, my case I'm boss rule 38."

"How is this your case?"

"You also left out the fact that Zeva was on their case when they testified against presumably the killer." McGee added and tony glared at them.

"Getting back to the point of how this is your case," I smiled slightly and looked at him.

"I was senior agent on that probation case of yours.. my case."

I squinted my eyes and glared at him "Surley then I should be boss?"

"Nope."

I smiled slight, although I was trying to surpress it.

"Alright campfire!" He said excitedly sitting on the floor in between the sofas and me sitting in an arm chair.

"You know this isn't a campfire right?" McGee said, raising his eyebrows.

"Zeva, the floor is yours." Tony smiled at me, ignoring McGees comment.

"I am sitting in a chair," he sighed slightly - as did most of them. "am I not?" I looked up at them all.

"Honey I'm gonna let you off this time because you've lost a lot of blood and have been shoved in a room with sewage so your brain is probably befuzzeled." I looked at Tony, and thought about the word befuzzeled.

"Okay... well where do I start?" I asked gingerly.

"Hospital, after we left." Tony informed me.

I nodded and began my story