Chapter 1
"God can it get any hotter?" Tony cried out, wiping the sweat off his brow and continuing to take photos of their latest crime scene.
"If you're really that hot Tony…" Ziva started to say before she was interrupted by none other than Tony himself.
"Why thank you Ziva," Tony smirked. "For finally admitting that!"
"I mean," she groaned and got up. "Go find some shade or something…"
"Well Ziva," Tony replied. "If hadn't noticed…WE'RE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DESERT, THERE ARE NO TREES!"
Ziva rolled her eyes to his reply as McGee chimed in.
"Tony," he said. "I saw some small trees over there behind the mountain pass, go, I'll tell Gibbs where you went!"
"Ok fine," Tony exclaimed, handing the camera to McGee and slowly making his way over towards the pass.
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"Of course," Tony thought as he sat underneath one tree, hands folded over his chest, eyes closed, daydreaming. "Of course our latest case had to be in an Arizona desert."
He could feel the salty sweat forming on his brow, but he slowly felt something else. Someone else was there…
He saw before him, a little while down the hill on which he laid a shack. It was made of old brown wood, most of it looked dry and brittle like bones. The windows were mostly broken and battered in. The chimney was made of brick and was partly missing. Saw grass, cacti, and one barren tree surrounded its dirt front yard.
"I'll bet they have some water." Tony thought and walked down the hill towards the place.
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Nothing was inside but a table, fireplace, two beds, and an old hat rack. The floor was made of dirt and the curtains, of burlap. On the wall above the beds hung a magnificent quilt with an eagle and the sun on it.
"Drat," Tony said. "No one!"
He then turned to leave.
He trodden up the hill and started his way back to the scene. Something caught his though…
It was a girl. She sat under the one tree writing in a small book. Her brown hair pulled back in pigtails and was braided. She wore a brown trench coat and black cowboy boots, spurs taken off, as far as Tony could see. A young boy with overalls, a cowboy hat, and a plastic gun pretending to shoot, was running around the girl and tree. Tony decided to walk closer.
The boy stared at him as he got closer and pretended to shoot.
"Bang," he yelled. "Bang, bang, bang you're dead!"
"Bang, bang," Tony played along. "I'm getting my second wind!"
The girl looked up from her book and stared before answering.
"You shouldn't be here…" she stood up and slammed her book shut.
"I needed some shade and I saw you." Tony replied.
"A likely story," the girl replied. "Where you stationed?"
"In town." Tony stated.
"You a varmint, a bandit?" she pried.
"Cop," he replied. "Police, NCIS."
"Never heard uh yer damn NCIS." She said.
Tony started to nervously back up, but she continued calmly and smiled.
"But, since you's a cop, you can stay." She finally said.
She walked towards the shack with the boy close behind.
"You can stay," she asked, a hint of loneliness in her eyes. "Can't you?"
Tony stared over the hill, knowing that Gibbs was probably pissed off right about now at his disappearance, but…the girl did seem lonely.
"Ok," Tony smiled. "I'll stay."
He followed her inside just as the stars had started to come out.
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Beans boiled in a pot over a well lit fire. The boy lay in his bed, sleeping with his plastic gun dangling from his fingers, his hat still on his head. Tony smiled at the scene, he reminded him of himself when he was a kid.
"You like beans I hope?" the girl asked.
Tony snapped out of his trance.
"Yes," Tony replied. "But I would hate to take your food."
"Don't ya'll worry," the girl replied. "I'm uh…never hungry."
She placed the steaming hot bowl in front of Tony along with a fork. He was starved. He immediately dug into the bowl, the food was soon gone.
"So," the girl asked. "What's yer NCIS doin here anyhow?"
"Triple homicide," Tony stopped eating only to reply to her. "We found one body, but not the other two."
He felt weird telling her, but for some reason even though he had only just met her…he trusted her.
"Well I hope you find them," she smiled. "It'd be a cryin shame fer their families if yah didn't?"
"It's getting dark," Tony stood up and pushed the chair under the old table. "I'd best be going."
The girl turned to watch him leave.
"Come tomorrow," the girl stated. "I'll have something better planned."
Tony knew he probably shouldn't be neglecting the case to hang out with the girl, but what if she knew something about the case?
"Besides," Tony thought to himself. "She does seem lonely."
"Yes," he yelled back down the hill to her. "I'll be here at nine am sharp!"
She signaled ok from the doorway, walked inside, and turned off all of the lights.
Tony quickly ran back into town.
Read and Review
Oooo eeriness in the desert…what will happen?
Another WIP just throwing it out there to see what yall think, it's about probably maybe five chapters at the most maybe six. I have it all written out and planned so this one will take shorter time than Dream Weaver. (I also just wanna get it on computer so it's one less thing I have to type up)
I am still working my old stories towards completion, inspiration takes time…some days I have it some days I don't.
Anyways Peace out :D
