Kurt and Finn were both in the living room doing homework. Kurt was sitting on the couch, with his back to the armrest and his knees bent to hold his book in place. Finn was curled up in the recliner, his book resting on the armrest. Tony was on the other side of the couch, staring down at a book as well.

Except for the occasion sound of a page turning, or a pencil writing in a notebook, the room was silent.

After about a half hour of the two boys working on their homework, Kurt looked up and stared at Tony for a moment before speaking. "You aren't any closer, are you?"

Tony, who already had a confused expression on his face from the Trigonometry book he was reading, looked over at Kurt. "What?"

"You aren't any closer to finding the person, are you?"

"We're working hard," Tony replied. "We'll find him."

"But, you're not any closer right now…"

Tony sighed. "No. Not right now."

Kurt nodded, then turned his attention back to is English homework.

A couple of minutes passed before Finn looked up, apparently just tapping into the already-over conversation. "And, I'm not a suspect anymore, right?"

Tony glanced at Kurt, who came him a "that's Finn" look, before he answered. "No. No Finn, you're not."

Finn nodded. "Good. That's good."

Tony looked back down at the Trig book. "I swear to God they give kids this stuff to do just to see if it'll make them go insane. I never understood this crap in school, still don't understand it now, and I've never needed to know it. This. is. bull."

"Yes," Kurt agreed, "but without it. we. don't. graduate."

Tony glared at him. "Not nice to mock."

"Why don't you go make a sandwich or something while we work? It'll get your mind off of the difficulties of high school."

"Jeez, someone's crabby today," Tony said before standing up.

"That's because he hasn't had any alone time with Blaine since this began."

"Shut up, dork!" Kurt exclaimed, wadding up a piece of paper and throwing it at Finn.

Finn stuck his tongue out at Kurt which, in return, got him one of Kurt's famous glares.

"Calm down, you two," Tony called back as he walked to the kitchen, "I wouldn't wanna have to use my weapon on one of you."

"Well," Kurt replied, still glaring at his step-brother, "if you choose Finn, then please, go right ahead."

The next day, Ziva accompanied Kurt to school.

While Kurt found it annoying, he did enjoy the fact that no one had the guts to bother him with her around. Apparently it had gotten around the school that she used to be a brutal murderer who chose her victims at random… and who was he to say any different? Besides, he didn't really know if they were wrong.

"Porcelain!" Kurt turned around at the sound of his nickname. She had seemed to be using the name even more than usual lately.

"Yes?" He asked, walking over to her. Ziva, as always, close behind.

"I heard you've had a run-in with the law."

"A run-in?"

"You not know what that means? Glee club ruining your already extremely small brain?"

Kurt rolled his eyes. "I know what it means."


"So what?"

"How is it?"

"How is what?"

"I heard what happened, Porcelain. You need to, you know, speak? I know you like to run your mouth."

Kurt smiled. "You're worried about me!"

Sue looked around before returning her gaze to Kurt. "Don't tell anyone," She whispered to him.

"I'm fine. Thank you for your lack of concern."

"Anytime, Pasty Butt. Now, get away from me before I vomit on your practically see-through skin. Seriously, Porcelain, the sun is not your enemy."

"Goodbye, Coach Sylvester."

"Oh, and tell that secret service of yours that she's so obvious they're never gonna catch the guy," She added, loud enough so Ziva could hear.

"Goodbye, Coach Sylvester," He repeated.

Kurt turned back around and started walking toward his class. Ziva watched after Sue for a moment, who was now telling a group of children why they didn't have the right to look her in the eyes.

"I think we need to speak to Sue Sylvester," Ziva said at the precinct that evening, to Tony and Gibbs.

"Who's she?" Tony asked.

"She is the coach at McKinley. She spoke to Kurt today."

"Speaking to Kurt doesn't make her a suspect," Tony replied with a smirk.

"I know that, Dingball."


"Whatever. She was nice to Kurt, but mean to everyone else. I watched her quite a bit through the day. I caught her watching Kurt a few times too."

"I've got the school shift tomorrow," Gibbs said, downing the last sip of his coffee. "I'll talk to her while he's in class. Now, someone please tell me we have something other than an angry high school coach?"

No one said a word.

The next day, Gibbs followed Kurt around the school. He would occasionally spot a woman who seemed to be verbally abusing the students. It didn't take him long to figure out that was Sue Sylvester.

He watched her for a while, wondering how on earth she was allowed to work here. Her behavior was so, so inappropriate… Then he remembered his own team, the inappropriate things they do, and how it was pretty unbelievable they all still had a job as well.

Gibbs was standing outside of Kurt's third period class when Sue made her way up to him.

"You Porcelain's protection today?"

Gibbs eyed her for a moment. "If by Porcelain you mean Kurt, then yes."

"You're what? Ninety? Does this TGIF not have age limits?"

"NCIS, and I know how to take care of myself. Tell me, Ms. Sylvester, why the interest in Kurt?"

"Ugh, don't call me "Ms.", it's so demeaning to me. I am so much better than anyone who dares to allow themselves to be called "Ms.." It's Sue or Coach Sylvester, Silver Fox."

"Why the interest in Kurt, Sue?"

Sue stared at Gibbs for a few seconds, then a smile appeared on her face. "I'm a suspect, aren't I?"

"Everyone is right now."

Sue stepped a little closer to Gibbs. "I'm gonna be straight with you, which is something you won't find much of with the glee club kids. I swear half of them are gay, and the ones who say they're straight seem gayer than the gay ones.

"I've watched Porcelain be tormented by fellow classmates for three and a half years now. He's been shoved, thrown in dumpsters, verbally abused, and threatened. All the while, I've had to just sit there and do nothing. I tried to do something, but the school board turned me down. Let the top bully back into the school without so much as a slap on the wrist. I've been somewhat protective of him since. I promised I'd watch out for him, and that's what I intend to keep doing."

Gibbs nodded. "Who are these bullies?"

She shrugged. "Mostly high school jocks with nothing better to do with their time. That one kid that was just found, Dave Karofsky, he was the worst. I wouldn't waste my time with the others. None of them are smart enough to kill… Heck, they're not smart enough to walk and chew at the same time.

"So, Gibbs, you done wasting my time?"

He motioned down the hall with his hand, "Free to go."

"Good." She began walking away, then Gibbs called out to her again.


"What now?" She asked, turning around with an over-the-top sigh.

"Another set of eyes always helps, and I know you can take care of yourself, but-"

"If I see anything, I'll leave the agent work to the agents," She finished for him, then turned and walked away.

Two days later, another body is found. Tim is at the school, the final bell ringing for the day, when he gets the call. He tells Tony he'll stay with Kurt and Finn until Tony can change shifts with him.

Gibbs finds a note at the crime scene, half hanging out of the pocket of the uniform that had been put on the boy.

It's addressed to him, and it reads, "Watching you all is so amusing. You're not even close."

When Kurt, Finn, and Tim get back to the house, Finn and Kurt wait by the front door while Tim makes sure the house is cleared.

Once he does, Kurt and Finn go to their rooms. They know something is up by the way Tim's acting and they both just need some alone time before they have to hear about another body.

However, a couple of minutes later, Kurt is yelling out to Tim, saying he needs to come now.

Tim runs upstairs, practically throws Kurt's door open, and finds him standing there with a note in his hand. He doesn't notice Finn at the door as he goes over to Kurt and takes the note from his shaking hand.

He reads it to himself and knows that this is becoming bigger than what their team can handle on their own.

"I saw you. Be careful. I'm waiting."

I started writing this at the beginning of the week, but school has been insane, plus I'm trying to keep up to date on my other stories as well, so it took a while. I'm sorry the updates for this are few and far in-between, but my Summer 1 is school free so I should be able to update more then :)

Hope you enjoyed the chapter!

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