"Tony, go interview the wife and CO. Kate, with me."

"Aw, boss, why don't I get to go with you?" Tony whined.

"Because someone needs to interview the wife and CO. Do I look like I'm in a debating mood?"

Tony scampered off to the truck. Kate grabbed her gear and followed Gibbs to his car.

"We're stopping by my place first," he informed her. "To pick up a couple things."

"Okay," Kate replied, surprised by Gibbs' candor.

She was even more surprised when they reached his house and he asked, "Coming or staying?"

"Uh, coming, I guess." No way was she going to pass up the opportunity to see Gibbs' house.

He led her to the basement, then left her as he gathered some supplies. She gazed around, memorizing every detail. She spotted the photo of Ari on the back wall, her spine chilling as she noticed the two perfectly round bullet holes in his forehead. The boat, of course, took up a good bit of the floor space.

"What's her name?" she asked.

"Whose name?"

"The boat. What's her name?"

"It doesn't have one."

"Bad luck not to name a boat," Kate said, wondering why she was pressing the issue. Gibbs apparently had the same thought, as he reappeared with a quizzical look on his face. He didn't say it, but Kate could almost hear him thinking, Why do you care? She shrugged and dropped the subject.

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"Morning, Sparky."

"Tony," Kate acknowledged without looking up. She was deeply entrenched in a slough of paperwork from which she was very eager to escape. She wasn't about to let Tony distract her.

Tony, too, had a ton of paperwork, but his philosophy was more approach avoidance. "So, interesting time yesterday?"

"What?" Kate asked, her mind still on her reports.

"Y'know, at Gibbs' house?"

"Tony, just cut to the chase and ask me a question. How else am I supposed to know what the hell you're talking about?" Kate exploded.

"Sorry. What'd you do at Gibbs' yesterday?"

"What? He grabbed some stuff and we left. What did you think – " Kate interrupted herself. "Never mind. I don't want to know."

"Talk about anything?" Tony was less interested than he seemed; he just didn't want to do his work.

"Yeah, his boat. Satisfied?"

"What about his boat?"

"DiNozzo!" Kate was fed up. She really needed to get this stuff done.

"Last question, Kate, I swear. What about his boat?"

Kate gave him a look and searched her memory. "Um, the name I think. Now will you shut up?"

Tony was interested for real, now. "He told you her name?"

Kate noted the change in Tony's tone; otherwise, she would have bitten his head off for continuing to question her. "No, he said she didn't have one. 'It' is actually what he said. Why?"

"Oh, no reason," Tony replied, his unconvincing indifference not covering the relief in his voice.

Kate grinned. "He hasn't told you either."

Tony shook his head. "Nope." Leaning toward her, he smiled mischievously. "I always thought Pequod would be appropriate."

Kate laughed softly. "You know, Tony, that was actually funny."

"Thanks, Sparky," Tony beamed, either not recognizing or choosing to ignore the mild jab at most of his jokes. Just then, Gibbs walked in with his ubiquitous coffee and they got back to work.

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"Abby!" Kate yelled over the music. Abby did not respond until Kate tapped her on the shoulder. She jumped, turning with her hands raised as if ready to attack. Relaxing as she recognized Kate, she turned the music off.

"You and Gibbs, I swear. Whaddaya need?"

"I have a question."

"Shoot."

"Has Gibbs ever told you the name of his boat?"

Abby looked at her curiously. "Don't think so. Why?"

"Tony and I were just curious. Do you have an idea for one?"

"I dunno...How about Una?" Kate cocked her head quizzically and Abby hastened to explain. "There's this book written as a companion piece to Moby Dick. The main character is Captain Ahab's wife, Una."

Kate nodded in understanding, grinning as she understood the reference.

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"Caitlin! What brings you down here?" Ducky greeted her warmly.

"I have a question."

"Fire away."

"Has Gibbs ever told you the name of his boat?"

Ducky suddenly looked uncomfortable. "Er, no, I don't...believe so."

Kate could tell he was lying, but she couldn't imagine why. "Well, do you have any ideas?"

"Oh, I don't know. Perhaps Starbuck? Did you know that Starbucks was actually named for the character in Moby Dick? Fascinating, really, how companies are named. In fact – "

"Um, Ducky? I have to get back to work. Thanks for your help." Kate slipped out of autopsy before Ducky could get started again. He, far from being perturbed at her interruption, was rather relieved.

"Ah, Jethro, my promise has come back to haunt me."