The Protection Of Emily Palmer
Chapter # 4
Half an hour later, the gang was seated around Gibb's kitchen table. Tony and Tim had brought in patio chairs from outside so everyone would have a place to seat.
"This is soooo good, Emily." Abby said.
"Abby's right." Tim agreed, "You are an excellent cook."
"Thank you, dears. I'm glad you like it, cooking is a hobby of mine. Ziva has promised to share some recipes from her homeland, they sound very exotic."
"And Emily has promised to teach me how to make the world's best meatlo….meatla." she got a confused look on her face.
"Meatloaf, honey." Emily corrected her.
"Mom's meatloaf is the best." Jimmy said.
"I love meatloaf." Tim said.
"Then I will fix it for you tomorrow night, sweetie." Emily said.
"A great cook, and a true vision of beauty." Ducky said, smiling at Emily. "A deadly combination."
"You are too kind." Emily said, returning the smile. "And quite dashing yourself."
"Better watch out, Jimmy." Tony smirked. "Ducky may wind up part of your family."
Unfortunately for him, Gibbs was sitting right beside him, the head slap was immediate.
"Jethro Gibbs!" Emily scolded, pinning him with a disapproving look. "There is no need to hit that boy, Tony did nothing wrong."
"Thank you, Emily." Tony said, which earned him an intense Gibbs glare.
Gibbs didn't respond to the short lecture, just decided to change the subject. He also decided to kill Jimmy Palmer, or at least torture him.
"Abby, you said you identified the shooters?"
"Yeah, but it won't do you any good."
"Their names were Mike Devon and Frank Miller."
"Were. They were local hoods, long criminal record. Their bodies were found about five hours after Petty Officer Greene was killed. Double tapped in their chests. I ran ballistics on the bullets, they match the ones pulled out of our Petty Officer."
"Whoever hired them to kill Greene did not want any loose wires." Ziva said.
"Loose strings, Ziva." Tim corrected.
"And I am a loose string." Emily said, the hand she held her folk in was shaking slightly.
"Do not worry, my dear." Ducky said. "You are in good hands. Whoever is behind this will never get close to you."
"DiNozzo, what did the cameras tell you?" Gibbs asked.
"Petty Officer Henry Greene was there, Boss. He was on three separate cameras. No sign of his brother through."
"Boss, there was defiantly something hinky about the race. It's being investigated by the racing panel and judges. A lot of the horses were slower then normal, and had glazed over eyes. The vets did drug tests, but nothing showed up. They took a blood test for a drug called Diticert, but the results won't be in until in the morning. The panel called in the FBI to investigate because of the extremely large amounts of money."
"That would explain Petty Officer Greene's oversea account." Ziva said. "That way the FBI will not be able to retrive the money if the race was rigged."
"If it's Diticert, then whoever drugged the horses had to know exactly what they were doing." Jimmy said.
"That's what the vets said." McGee said.
"Why?" Gibbs asked.
"Because it is extremely easy to kill a horse with Diticert." Jimmy explained. "It's also very hard to get your hands on."
"My boy is a genius." Emily bragged, causing Jimmy to blush slightly. "Always have been."
"Palmer." Gibbs said. "In the morning, I want you to go with DiNozzo down to the race track and get the results. If it is Diticert, find out how it was administered and get me a list of who could have gotten it. And see if any was stolen." He didn't normally send the Med student in the field, but he didn't think the younger man could find danger on the assignment. He knew Palmer knew more about animal health then his agents.
"What about the FBI?" McGee wanted to know.
"I'll handle them if they get in our way, this is our case."
"He never did learn how to share." Tony told Emily, which earned him another smack to the back of the head.
"Jethro Gibbs!" Emily said in a stern voice. "You leave that boy alone this minute." Then she looked at Tony with kind eyes. "Are you okay, dear?"
"Yes Ma'am." Tony said, trying his best not to laugh. Everyone at the table were also trying not to burst out laughing except Emily, Gibbs, and Jimmy. Jimmy was turning pale and wondered what horrible fate Gibbs had in store for him.
Later that night, Gibbs was laying on the couch when he heard a faint sound coming from the kitchen. He glanced over at the sleeping bag that Jimmy was using as a bed and noticed that the younger man was not there. He quietly made his way into the kitchen and saw Jimmy sitting at the table drinking water.
"Agent Gibbs." He said, swallowing the lump in his throat.
"Relax Palmer." Gibbs said, leaning against the wall.
"I'm sorry about Mom….."
"Don't apologize, it's a sign of weakness. And never apologize for your Mom, she's something special."
"I know she is." Jimmy smiled. Then the smile disappeared. "At times."
Gibbs laughed and said, "When I was twelve I had a huge crush on a girl that lived down the road, and I think she liked me too. That is until my Mom announced in the middle of a roomful of my fellow classmates and teachers that she pulled down my pants and spanked my bare bottom with a wooden spoon."
"She didn't?" Jimmy asked in shock.
"She did, she wanted the teacher that I was rude to to know that I was punished for calling her a banana nosed, chicken legged, old bat. Point is, most Moms embarrass their kids."
"Thanks Agent Gibbs." Jimmy said, feeling better. "But Tony is still going to rag on me for a while isn't he?"
"Oh yeah. But don't worry, in a few days McGee will do something embarrassing and DiNozzo will forget about you and turn on him."
The next day Tim and Jimmy went to the race tracks and found out that the horses were given Diticert, and that it more then likely put in their food.
"You have to have a medical degree to get Diticert." Jimmy said. "Unless you stole it."
"None was reported stolen." Tim said, then it dawned on him. "Henry and Harold Greene's cousin, Kevin Cones, is a vet's assistance. I'll call Gibbs."
After calling Gibbs, Tim went to the veterinarian's office that Cones worked at and Jimmy went back to Gibb's house. Tony was to meet Tim at the vet's.
Twenty minutes later, the two agents walked into the vet's office and up to the counter.
"Can I help you?" The man behind the counter asked.
"We're looking for Kevin Cones." Tony said, flashing his badge.
"He'd outback on a smoke break." The man said.
"How do we get outback?"
"Go through those doors, down a short corridor, and out the door."
Tony showed the man a picture of Petty Officer Greene and his brother. "Ever see these two before?"
"Kevin's cousins? Sure lots of times. Hank's dead, but Harry's outside with Kevin."
Tim and Tony quickly made their way to the back door. Once outside, they saw the two men smoking and talking.
"Harold." Tony said with a smile. "You are a hard man to find."
"Who are you?" he asked.
Without warning, the two men went to draw their guns that they had stuck in the backs of their jeans. But the two agents drew theirs first.
"Not nice to draw guns on Federal Agents." Tony said, as him and Tim cuffed the men.
"We didn't do nothing." Cones said. "You have no right to arrest us."
Several minutes later, Cones was sitting in one integration room and Greene was sitting in another. Tony and Tim had found out that there was indeed several vials of Diticert missing, but the Vet had not noticed since he rarely used it.
Gibbs walked into the room were Cones was sitting and sat opposite of him.
"Why am I here?" Cones asked nervously, as he tapped him fingers on the table.
"Murder, fixing a horse race, drawing weapons on Federal Agents,….I could go on." Gibbs answered in a calm voice.
"You have no proof."
"You were the only one who could have taken the Diticert." Gibbs fixed him with an intense glare and the man became even more agitated.
"It's not warm in here, why are you sweating?"
"I didn't have nothing to do with murders."
"Murders, as in plural. I only mentioned one murder." Gibbs said in the same calm voice.
"How about a deal?" Cones asked.
"What kind of deal?"
"I'll tell you everything, even where to find the murder weapons."
"What about the deal?"
"Tell me something useful and I'll think about a deal."
"It was Harry."
"Harold Greene had his own brother killed?"
"Hank wanted to tell what we did."
"Yeah, he wanted to come clean and Harry didn't want him to."
"You said you had the murder weapon?"
"It's in a paper bag behind a dumpster."
"There are a lot of dumpsters out there."
Cones sighed, he wasn't getting nowhere. Gibbs intensified the glare and the man squirmed a little more.
"In the ally behind Don's Pizza Place."
Gibbs stood up and walked to the door.
"Hey, what about my deal?"
Gibbs kept going. Tony and Tim met him in the hall.
"Going to get the gun, Boss." Tony said.
"Good. McGee go to my house and relieve Ziva."
"On it, Boss."
"Boss?" Tony asked. His voice carried a small whine.
Gibbs looked at him.
"Going to get the gun, Boss." He said, hurrying off. He had planned on making McGee dig around behind the dumpster for the gun.
Later, Tony walked into Abby's lab carrying a small box. He was dirty and his jacket was torn.
"You smell like pepperoni." Abby observed.
Tony laid the box on a table and said, "I'm going to take a shower, before Gibbs knows I'm back and sends me somewhere else." He turned around and came face to face with Gibbs.
"Find the gun?"
"You stink, go take a shower."
"On it, Boss."
Gibbs walked into the integration room where Greene was.
"Found the gun used to kill your brother, and then used to kill the two men that killed him the men you hired."
"Why would I want to kill my own brother?"
"Because he wanted to confess about the rigged race. Cones told me everything. Your prints are on the gun."
"I want my lawyer."
"No lawyer can get you out, you are going down for it."
"It was all Kevin's idea." He said, starting to sound panicked."
"He's going down too."
"Hank was going to tell!" Harold shouted, desperately. "Hanson would have killed me, him too."
Gibbs walked out of the room.
Later that afternoon, the gang was once again seated around Gibbs' kitchen table.
"This is really good meatloaf, Emily." Tim said.
"Thank you, sweetie." Emily said. "Ziva did most of the work, she is a very fast learner."
"I had a great teacher." Ziva said.
"Mom." Jimmy said. "Since the threat to your life is over, who about we go to the movies tonight?"
"I'm sorry, son." Emily said. "I already have plans."
"Plans?" Jimmy asked.
"Yes, Donald and me are going to an art museum."
"Who's Donald?" Jimmy asked confused.
"Me, my dear boy." Ducky said with a smile.
Jimmy starred at the older doctor, then at his Mom, then back at Ducky.
I hoped you like it. I will start on another story now, one that has been floating around in my head. I plan to post the first part later tonight or in the morning. Let me know what you think, I love feedback.