Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS or any of its characters, places, et cetera. I only own my made up character, Enora. This story is just what I do in my spare time.
A/N: This is definitely my first NCIS fanfic EVER. So, if I'm terrible at portraying the personalities, please forgive me. I do my best. And just in case you didn't read this before, it's Tate and Gabby.
"So, Kate how was your date last night?" Kate sighed at Tony's ignorance and gave him that annoyed look he had learned to love, and at times fear.
"For the millionth time, Tony, it was NOT a date. Marcus is just a really close friend I've known since high school." Tony walked ever closer to her desk and leaned over the computer. He had that arrogant expression again. The one that said 'yeah, right.'
"You just don't want to admit it do you?" he probed, "come on, you know I wouldn't tell a soul."
"That's the thing Tony, a soul is the last thing you would tell, right after Gibbs, Abby, Ducky, Jimmy, and even McGee." Tony would have continued, but Gibbs walked in. He needed to act like he was doing something important, so he grabbed a pencil.
"Thanks Kate," he commented, trying to act congenial. He gave Kate a wink and looked back up to see if Gibbs had fallen for it, and indeed, it seemed like he did.
"Ok, Tony," Gibbs said, taking a seat at his desk, "Sit down and stop pestering Kate or you're fired."
"Fired sir?" Tony asked.
"Yes," Gibbs looked up, "Do you have a problem with that, cause I could just go ahead and fire you and get it over with if you'd like."
"No sir! I'm quite alright with keeping my job," was Tony's quick reply. Tony took a seat at his desk again, wondering why Gibbs was in such a bad mood while simultaneously wondering what other tactic he could use to get Kate to admit to her 'date.' The elevator chimed and out walked Abby, hyper as ever.
"Gibbs!" Abby exclaimed the second she entered the room. Gibbs' concentration was immediately broken and his head shot up.
"Do you need something Abby?" he asked, trying not to act annoyed.
"Well, I need many things, and I would be glad to make a list for you, but that's not what I came up here for." Gibbs hesitated for a moment before replying.
"Well…what did you come up here for then?"
"Well, you know how you were going to get me an assistant so I wouldn't get bored so easily."
"Actually," he interrupted, "I was getting you an assistant so you could call me with information before I figured it out for myself, but go on." Abby rolled her eyes.
"Whatever, my point is, when is he or she going to get here?" Gibbs took a look at his watch and blinked a few times.
"Right now." The elevator chimed.