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“Unfortunately, we just haven’t been able to figure out what the fourth Cat King Prophecy means.”
The sorceress is not the only one who will test the Cat King. The Human King will provide great support to the Cat King as they discover their abilities. Do not let the sorceress blind you to the other plots going on. Focus on the evidence.
Gibbs frowned as he stared at the inscrutable prophecy.
“It’s obviously a warning,” Bishop offered, “but we’re not sure what it’s warning us about nor what any of it means. We’re hoping that more prophecy pieces will make things clearer, but it is a prophecy. It’s bound to be somewhat vague.”
“Right.” Gibbs nodded decisively, “I’m going down to autopsy. You guys keep on this unless we catch a case.”
The team nodded and returned to their desks as Gibbs headed for autopsy and Ducky. He wanted to discuss his meeting with Jenny with Ducky. See if Ducky knew anything or could provide any insight into her behavior.
“Ah, Jethro. How are you today?” Ducky greeted.
“Fine.” Gibbs grunted, eying Palmer.
“Mr. Palmer, would you be a good lad and run these samples up to Abby?”
“Right away, Dr. Mallard.”
Ducky waited for Jimmy to leave, “Now, what is it that you wanted to discuss with me. I assume it relates to the other matter as we don’t have any cases of yours.”
“It’s Jenny, Duck.” Gibbs proceeded to explain the strange encounter and what he had found out.
Ducky’s frown grew deeper as he explained what was going on. “Oh, dear. I hadn’t realized it had gotten this bad.”
“What are you talking about, Ducky?”
“I’m sorry, Jethro. I can’t explain. Doctor patient confidentiality. You understand. But don’t worry I’ll look into this and deal with it.”
“Thanks, Ducky. You’ll let us know if there’s anything we should be doing?”
Ducky nodded. “Of course, but I doubt it will come to that.”
Gibbs nodded and headed upstairs. He really hoped that they’d found more prophecies. The ones they currently had were frustratingly vague.
He had no idea what they were supposed to be doing and doing nothing had never sat well with him. That’s why he tended to work on the boat, or had before Tony turning into a cat had disrupted his life. He didn’t regret it, but he really wanted an enemy to chase after, right now.
“Anything new?” Gibbs prompted as he entered the bullpen.
Tony shook his head. “Nothing, yet. Abby and McGee’s background checks on Ziva and Senior haven’t really turned up anything we didn’t already know.”
Gibbs nodded. “Pull some cold cases for us to work on in the meantime.”
“You got it, boss.” Tony quickly stood up and headed for the archives to pick a couple of cold cases for everyone.
“Bishop. See if you can find out any information about what Ziva and Senior are planning. Since you were able to convince them away, you obviously know more about them than the rest.” Gibbs ordered as Tony left.
Bishop nodded.
“Going for coffee,” Gibbs grunted and left the bullpen again.
In reality, he was also going to hit up some of his contacts for information. He had a sneaking suspicion that not everything was as it seemed at NCIS, right now. In fact, one of his contacts should be taking a coffee break about now as well.
“Deluca.”
“Gibbs.”
“You have the information I wanted?”
Deluca nodded, “Here you go.”
Gibbs accepted the folder slid over to him. He flipped through it for a bit. “Is this it?”
“Isn’t it enough?”
Gibbs grunted. He would have to look over this information in more detail later, but what he’d seen in his quick glance did not look good.
“Coffee?”
Gibbs nodded buying coffee for himself and Deluca. Both black, the way marines would like it.
Deluca nodded his thanks for the coffee and they went their separate ways. Gibbs headed back to the office, hopeful that they had something new. “Report.”
“Hey, boss. We’re still looking into cold cases and you know the other stuff.”
Gibbs nodded settling in behind his desk to do his own work. He couldn’t wait for this day to be over, so that he could take the two files home and look at them in detail. He really hoped that the key they needed was in one of them.
Gibbs glanced over to the elevator as the doors opened to reveal Fornell. He wasn’t sure if this would be a good or a bad thing, but hopefully it would make the day go faster. Standing up from his desk, Gibbs moved around to the front of it glaring at Fornell and crossing his arms, “Why are you here, Fornell?”
”Just thought you guys were missing my awesome presence.”
Tony rolled his eyes. “Why are you really here, Fornell?”
“Just thought you’d like to know that we’ve gleaned all we can from your apartment and you can go back. It must be getting tiring sharing a house with Gibbs.”
“How kind of you?” Tony sarcastically replied. “Have you guys figured out who was responsible?”
Fornell shook his head. “Not yet.”
“Let me guess you guys are out of leads and decided to come see if NCIS had found anything useful.”
“Well you know, if you have anything to share.”
“Maybe later. Not here.”
Fornell raised an eyebrow.
“Come on over to Gibbs tonight. I’ll make dinner and we can discuss things.” Tony suggested.
Fornell was even more surprised by that offer. “Not takeout?”
“Only if we have to work late.”
“Get out of here, Fornell.” Gibbs growled.
Fornell just grinned and stayed where he was to tweak Gibbs’ tail. “Where’s the fun in that? Things are just getting interesting.”
Gibbs glare grew and finally Fornell waved his hands. “Fine, fine. I have better things to do. I’ll see you tonight, Jethro.”
Gibbs harrumphed once Fornell was gone. Across the bond he sent to Tony, “Did you really have to invite Fornell over?”
Tony shrugged and replied back in the same manner, “If he really is the Dark Wanderer, we’re going to need his help.”