"I'm telling you, Tony," the forensic specialist, Abigail 'Abby' Sciuto started. "There's no way the kid did it. There isn't a speck of his DNA on the crime scene." Tony gave what resembled a slight pout.

"He was wearing gloves," Ziva recalled, stepping around Tony to look at the bubbly goth, who gave her a smug look. "I know that, Ziva. There aren't any fibers from his clothing on the scene either. None of it matches."

Tim was thinking, pacing the floor. He would go towards the door, turn, and head for the sliding glass door on the other side. He couldn't get the kids shocked, terrified face out of his head. That wasn't what a killer looked like; then again they have been tricked before.

Tony was now ranting about some movie that had to do with their conversation, but Tim stopped him. "Say he's not the killer? What if this kid is a victim in this too? What if he saw what happened?" he suggested.

Just then, Gibbs and said kid walked into the lab. Tony went to Gibbs. "Hey, Boss! Maybe this little guy is actually a victim and saw what happened?" Tim was just about to yell at Tony for stealing his idea when a certain blonde started to yell at the top of his lungs. "WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL THAT INSTEAD OF A TRAIN THEY HAVE TO RIDE A DAMN CENTIPEDE TO GET AROUND?"

Tony jumped about a foot in the air and took cover behind Ziva. The blonde panted heavily and sighed. "…I'm not…short…" He knew he had to control himself. He knew this world was unlike his own. He had to be careful.

Ziva chuckled. "I like this kid." Tony glared at her as Gibbs spoke. "Ed, meet Agent David, our weapons expert." Ziva stepped forward and shook his hand. It felt cold and hard. Very strange, but she ignored it. "Nice to meet you..um…Ed. No heart feelings about your shoulder?" Ed blinked. 'Heart?' he thought. Tony leaned down. "It's HARD feelings, ZEE-va…!" he hissed. "Oh, whatever."

Gibbs continued. "This is Agent McGee, our Junior Field Agent." "AKA McGeek," Tony teased. Gibbs ignored that comment. "He specializes in computer technology." Tim shook Ed's hand. "Too bad we had to meet under such horrible circumstances." Ed nodded. "Likewise."

Tony smiled proudly, thinking he was going to be introduced next, but Gibbs went to Abby instead. "And this is Abby, our forensic scientist." Said goth smiled happily and hugged Ed. "Don't worry. I know you didn't kill them," she said, a bit too cheerful. Ed went pale a bit, thinking about the events that had happen earlier. "Is it…physically possible to forget a certain event in your life?" he whispered, though it went unheard.

"His DNA doesn't match any of the fibers?" Prints were out of the question because of the gloves. Abby smiled and showed the failed DNA tests on the screen. "Nope! Not a single match, Gibbs! The boy's in the clear."

Tim looked at Ed. "I think we should keep him here, though, Boss. He could be helpful and remember some things," he suggested. Gibbs gave that rare, yet all knowing smile. "I know that, McGee. Abby, watch the kid while I go see Ducky." With that Gibbs left the lab, Abby doing a cute little salute as he did so and Tony as never introduced.