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SEVEN | kennedy bust

"Rise and shine, Eva." Someone barges into my apartment. "Can I use your shower?"

"Take whatever you want. But I have to warn you, I have —"

"Hey!"

I hear something break, followed by a bunch of barks and someone shouting for help.

Guess it's time to wake up.

Dragging myself out of bed, I switch on the lights to see Tony on the floor with Copper and Todd hovering over his face.

"Come on, you two. Into the. . .bedroom." A yawn escapes from my lips as the two trod past me into the second room. "Now. . you."

"Morning." Tony scrambles onto his feet. "Lovely weather we're having, right?"

I slowly walk into the kitchen, turning on the coffee machine. "How did you get in?" He trails behind me. "No, wait. How did you find out where I live?"

"Easy. I have a high enough security clearance now that NCIS knows I'm alive and well. And I found the spare key under your doormat." He sits down at my dining table. "Nice place you've got here. Not too far from work. Working heat and electricity."

"Did you break in just to tell me I have a nice place?" Reaching a hand up, I grab two coffee mugs.

"Of course not." He scoffs. "I need a place to stay, so I thought my coworker and dear friend Evaline would be able to help out in the department." Tony smiles brightly in an attempt to woo me.

"And what if your dear friend Evaline doesn't want to help you?" I prop myself up onto the kitchen counter, waiting for my coffee.

Tony drops to his knees, grasping both of my hands in his. "Then I'll beg, and I'll beg, and I'll beg."

"I'll think about it."

Together, we drive to the crime scene. Well, it's not exactly a crime scene since there isn't a dead body involved.

Just a young woman who had been buried alive.

Oh, and she thinks there's a bomb about to detonate on a Navy ship.

"No. You will not put her picture on TV. I want whoever did this to think she's still dead." Gibbs yells at Kate through the phone while shoveling dirt into a giant sifter. "No, Kate. No. Our priority is finding the bomb." He hangs up. "She's bonded."

"Kate and Jane Doe?"

"Oh, yeah. She hasn't even questioned her yet. 'Her eyes. They just pleaded for help'."

"I'm sure the poor woman's traumatized enough after being buried alive in a grave!" I shout. "Why don't we see how you would react to that?"

The two men look in my direction, their eyebrows raised in surprise at my sudden outburst.

"You heard what I said."

Ducky rejoins us after his uneventful venture through the woods. "I couldn't find a body." His walking stick digs into the ground with each step. "How did you three do?"

"Found a couple of arrowheads." Gibbs pulls out two evidence bags.

"What a coincidence. I found a couple of dumbheads."

"Yeah, this one's an arrowhead," Ducky points to one of the bags, "but this one's a shark tooth, and. . .oh, not more than a few thousand years old." He estimates its age.

"That recent?"

"Any older, and it would have been black and fossilized."

"How'd it get into Rock Creek Park?"