The call came in early Monday morning, informing the team of the body of a dead marine, not far from Falls Church, Virginia. Palmer and Ducky were meeting the agents at the crime scene.

As they exited the vehicle, Special Agent Callie Harris was the first to approach the body, as the men, Special Agent in Charge Leroy Jethro Gibbs, Special Agent Tim McGee and Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo, began removing the needed equipment from the service truck.

Looking down, she turned a bemused face back to the Boss, "You guys might want to let me handle this."

"Really, Harris, and why's that?" Tony's teasing response came back.

"Uh, it might be too painful," she smirked.

As the men approached, they could see that the marine's body had been stripped and his genitalia forcibly removed.

Tim unconsciously covered his crotch, "That had to hurt."

Callie leaned down near the body, "Don't worry, McGee. He didn't feel it."

"Really, Agent Harris?" Gibbs response was droll, "And what makes you so sure?"

"No blood," she motioned around the body, "If he were alive when that happened, it would be everywhere."

"And when did you become a medical examiner?" Gibbs continued to harass the red head.

She stood and walked past the senior agent, "I didn't but, trust me, if it had been removed when he was alive, there'd be a hell of a lot more blood." And she retrieved the camera from her partner and live-in, DiNozzo.

They were joined shortly by the medical examiner and his assistant, Jimmy Palmer. Palmer dropped his equipment as he noted the man's lack of physical attributes.

"Oh, my," Doctor Mallard added, "Not a very pleasant thought, is it?"

"So, Ducky, is Harris right? Was he already dead when his package was removed?" Gibbs questioned.

Ducky leaned closer into the body, "Most likely, Jethro. Not enough blood, otherwise."

Callie smiled at Tony, "Told ya!"

"Well, it should be easy to determine the culprit, then," Tony replied, the teasingly smug tone in his voice.

"Really, Tony, why would you say that?" McGee, who had been bagging evidence, looked up to the Senior Field Agent.

"Only a woman would have that much scorn."

"Speak from experience, DiNozzo?" Gibbs dry tone responded.

Tony shook his head, "No, Boss, but think about it. A guy wouldn't care. Only a woman would direct her vengeance, you know, there." And he nodded towards the marine's absent manhood.

"As the only female present, you gotta response?" Gibbs turned a bemused face on the agent.

She thought for a moment, taking pictures of the scene as she did so. Finally, Callie replied, "He's roughly Tony's height and weight, don't you think, Doctor?"

Ducky smiled, "I would think that's a good guess, Callie."

"So," she continued, "If we take Very Special Agent DiNozzo's comments at face value, it would be difficult for a woman to do this."

"I'm listening," Gibbs encouraged.

"If I approach a man, cutting implements in hand, and aim for that part of the body," And Callie grabbed at Tony's crotch as she spoke. The agent immediately dropped his hands to cover and backed away from his partner. "See? She's not going to get it without a fight. If he's dead when she takes it, she still has to move roughly two hundred pounds of weight. She'd have to be a freakin' body builder."

Under his breath, Ducky whispered to Gibbs, "It's very sound logic, Jethro."

He smiled and winked at the medical examiner. "I know. That's why I keep her around."

The Agent in Charge took another look around the crime scene, "Let's do a hundred yard grid check, just to be sure our marine's family jewels aren't still in the area."

"On it, Boss," McGee and Tony responded.

Callie continued to look at the body before making eye contact with Gibbs. "It's not here. It's a souvenir."

"Gee, Harris. First, M.E. and now, profiler. You've really branched out." Gibbs teased.

She let out an exasperated sigh, "Look, I just have a feeling, okay? This isn't a rage killing. This is something much more personal."

Palmer and Ducky were about to move the body to the gurney. Rolling him over to make it easier to load, the men were met with another gruesome sight.

"I think she's right, again, Jethro," was Ducky's quiet response.

Walking around behind the body, Gibbs saw what the other men had observed. Their Marine had also been forcibly sodomized. Callie started to join them but was halted in her tracks by the Doctor.

"Stay there, my dear. I think he's witnessed enough embarrassment without you observing this, too."

Gibbs looked again to the female agent, "Well, Harris, you've made all the right calls, so far." He walked back around and took the camera from her to begin documenting the new findings. As he did so, Gibbs handed her the marine's I.D., obtained from the police who were first on the scene. "Take Tony and see what else you can find out. You've got a theory. Now prove it."

She nodded and went in search of the other agent. Palmer was moving the body back to the Coroner's van. Ducky stayed, knowing Gibbs wasn't finished.

"Rape? Emasculation? Sounds like a woman to me, too, Ducky." Gibbs mused aloud.

"I understand. However, it would be hard for a woman to do this alone. Now, perhaps, you're on the right track. Lover scorned…just the wrong sex."

Gibbs nodded, "Don't ask. Don't tell. This is going to get worse before it gets better."

"They usually do, Jethro. They usually do," were the medical examiner's parting words.