NCIS
Special Agent Timothy McGee scoured through the files that were blinking across his computer. Typing faster than he anticipated, the virus exploded with fury and Tim cursed under his breath as the 'Game Over' sign flashed across the screen.
"Not so easy, is it?" Agent Linda Miller asked and McGee hung his head.
"No, it's not," he mumbled as Linda reset the game.
"Well, that's the whole point. It teaches you back doors around viruses that could initially cause serious damage to your computer. I'm glad you had fun, but it looks as if our break is over," Linda said as Gibbs walked over to them at the outdoor lunch table. Jethro nodded to Linda as she grabbed her laptop and left for the second building.
"McGee, what are you doing?" he asked and Tim raised an eyebrow.
"I'm on break, boss."
"We've been trying to get a hold of you for ten minutes," Gibbs protested and McGee finally removed his beeper from his pocket.
"Oh, gee, sorry boss. I was caught up in a game…"
"A game…?"
"Computer… virus… simulation…" Gibbs just kept an eyebrow raised. "I'm going right now," Tim said and the two walked to the main building, but not before Gibbs smacked McGee in the back of the head.
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Stepping out of the elevator, McGee quickly grabbed his field pack and rushed back to beat the elevator doors. Looking at Gibbs, he didn't say anything as they headed down to the garage. "Seriously, McGee, you were playing a computer game?" Gibbs asked and Tim sighed; this was going to take awhile.
"Agent Miller is a computer analyst. She prepares people by having them try to beat a fake computer virus," McGee explained and Gibbs nodded as they finally reached the garage. Turning towards Tim, Jethro smacked him up side the head again.
"I don't want you playing computer games when we have a case to solve," Gibbs lectured and Tim rubbed his skull where it was starting to buzz from the abuse.
"Yes, boss," McGee mumbled and got into the SUV.
As they drove towards the crime scene, McGee thought back a few cases when he was with Agent Rhiana Stoller; she kept popping up in the most inappropriate times and Tony had almost caught him about ten times since then. A sudden stop propelled McGee back into the present as they pulled up to the crime scene.
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Tony took a picture of the slender leg that was hanging from the dumpster. "If she had been alive, would you have asked her on a date, Tony?" Ziva asked and Tony shot her a dirty look; Ziva merely smirked at her success of taunting DiNozzo.
"Maybe, Ziva, but she's not my type," Tony retaliated and saw Gibbs walking towards them; Tony attempted to look busy.
"Having fun, DiNozzo?" Gibbs asked and Tony took more pictures of the scene.
"Not really, boss."
"Then stop laughing." Tony's smile instantly disappeared as Ducky arrived to make an analysis of the body.
"This is going to be a difficult day, I can smell it," he said jokingly, creating a small ripple of laughter among the people who could hear him. The body was handed down to a gurney after Tony and Ziva had finished taking evidence pictures and Dr. Mallard inserted the liver probe through the skin. Humming and mumbling as he waited for the results, Ducky soon read the results to anyone who was listening.
"According to the liver temperature, our mysterious lady victim…"
"Well, not so mysterious anymore. I found her purse," Ziva announced and jumped from the dumpster with ease. "Her name is Tatum Ashby."
"Well, Miss Ashby, you apparently died around 7 hours ago. At least you aren't so mysterious any longer," Ducky said and the body bag was zipped and Dr. Mallard signed off for the body to be returned to the morgue for further examination.
McGee circled around the dumpster repeatedly, looking at every detail. "Hey, I have a casing here!" he announced and took snapshots of the expended round. Picking it up carefully, he sealed it in an evidence bag and handed it to Ziva.
"Common weapon, perhaps nine millimeter," she guessed and cataloged the casing.
"Well, we'll find out soon enough. Pack it up," Gibbs ordered and everyone finished what they were doing and returned to their vehicles.
