Tony is sitting stretched out at his desk, leisurely reading what appears to be McGee's novel, but on his side of the book from over his shoulder Ziva could see this months version of playboy magazine.
"You seem to be enjoying McGee's novel a bit too much Tony." She said as she walked towards her desk, pretending that she didn't see the magazine.
Startled by Ziva's sudden appearance, Tony quickly closes the book and carefully slides the magazine into his top desk draw along with last months magazine and the month before that, hidden under several old newspaper clippings.
"Oh, yeah. Near the end now…" He quickly replied, trying to sneakily skim read some of the pages he was pretending to read before.
"Near the end? I would have thought that you would have been looking at the special pull out pages from the middle." She smiled as she leaned back in her chair.
Gibs stormed out from the elevator and went up to Ziva's desk and slapped her lightly round the back of the head.
"There's no time to sit down and relax, we've got a case."
Ziva steps out of the drivers side of the car followed shortly by Tony."You know, I think I'm really getting the hang of this driving thing." She said with a proud smile on her face.
McGee rushes out of the van and runs behind some trees whilst clutching his stomach."If that's an improvement I dread to remember what it was like before…" Tony began as he tried to regain his balance after the high-speed car ride to somewhere in the woods near the NCIS base.
"If you think that my driving is that bad, why did you give me the keys?"
"Because Probe just had a late breakfast at the diner and didn't get me the coffee I asked for." Tony grinned evilly as he looked over to where McGee was standing behind a tree, and all you could hear were throwing up noises.
"So, Ducky, what have we got here?" Gibs walked over towards the lake where Ducky and some of the other NCIS agents were.
"It appears as if our victim has been strangled to death biased on the small hand shaped bruises across the neck. But she does have some dried blood that would have been pouring from her ears, indicating damage to the brain. So I'll have to do my final analysis when we get back to the lab." Ducky studied the victim very carefully.
It looked like she had a broken leg due to the abnormal positioning and the twists on the flesh which were visible from her tight dark blue navy skirt.
Her ruby hair was undone from the usual uniform tight bun which was certain from the strong kinks that waved through her now lifeless hair.
Under her dark blue Navy blazer you could see that her plane white work shirt was torn on the left hand corner, and mud on the top three undone buttons, revealing a black and red lace bra.
"You feeling any better over there McGeek?" Called Tony as he placed the seventh evidence card by an opened latex condom wrapper while Ziva took the photographs for evidence.
"No thanks to you Tony." McGee eventually moved from where he had been throwing up for the past ten minutes.
"What have I missed?".