A/N - Feedback is always welcome. The next chapter will be longer.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs sipped his coffee, and listened to the quiet hum of the elevator. The elevator doors clanged open, and noise washed over him as he stepped out into the bullpen. He sat down at his desk, ready to start the day. Over the next hour, the rest of Gibbs' team arrived, one by one. McGee was the first to arrive, he entered the bullpen, dressed casually, with two cups of coffee in his hands.
"Brought you a refill, Boss," McGee said, as he handed one of the coffees to Gibbs. "Black, like you like it."
"Thanks, McGee." Gibbs didn't look up from the file on his desk as he accepted the coffee.
Next to arrive, was Ellie Bishop, the newest addition to the team. Bishop's blond hair was tied back, and she wore jeans and a blazer.
"Good Morning, everyone!" Bishop exclaimed as she sat down behind her desk.
"Good Morning, Bishop," McGee replied.
Gibbs grunted in response.
An hour passed, and DiNozzo had yet to arrive.
"Does anyone know where DiNozzo is?" Gibbs asked.
"Isn't he here?" Bishop said. "His car is in the parking lot."
Gibbs stood and approached Tony's desk. His desk lamp was on, and his dinner from the night before sat under the glow of his computer screen, uneaten. An opened email was pulled up on his computer. It was from the Director.
Agent DiNozzo,
Report to my office. Immediately.
Speak to no one on the way.
Vance
Gibbs read the email. He unplugged Tony's computer so that no one else could read it, strode out of the bullpen, and up the stairs to Director Vance's office. He walked past the receptionist, and tried to open Vance's door. It wouldn't budge. He turned to face the shocked receptionist.
"I need to see the Director. Now."
"I'm sorry, Agent Gibbs. The Director's office has been on lock down since I arrived this morning. I tried to call in, but he won't answer. I'm starting to think he might not be in there," the receptionist said with a shaky voice. Gibbs scared her, that much was obvious.
Gibbs pulled out his cell phone, and quickly dialed the Director's number. No answer. He dialed DiNozzo's number. No answer. He faced the door to Director's office, raised his fist high in the air, and banged on the door three times. He waited. The door didn't open.
Gibbs paced back and forth in front of the Director's door. What else can I do? After several minutes of pacing, Gibbs did the only thing he could do. He went back downstairs to the bullpen. McGee and Bishop watched him with wide eyes, obviously confused. As Gibbs sat down behind his desk, McGee spoke up.
"Boss, what's going on?" McGee asked.
"Call DiNozzo's phone until you get an answer. Bishop, you call Director Vance's phone until you get an answer."
"Boss, wh-"
"Now, McGee. Don't ask questions, just do it."
Bishop, and McGee began making calls, while Gibbs leaned back in his chair and pondered the situation. It was unlike Tony to leave his food uneaten. Something must have happened the night before.
The elevator bell dinged, and a load of people stepped off, including a beautiful woman. Her dark brown hair seemed to shine under the fluorescent lights, making each long brunette curl glow, and dance as she walked. She wore a white suit with a black blouse. Her right eye was blackened, and she wore no make up to conceal it. In her right hand was a large manila envelope. The woman walked right past the bullpen, and headed up the stairs. There was something suspicious about her. She was only upstairs for a moment, and when she began to descend the stairs, Gibbs noticed that the envelope she had been holding was gone. The woman walked past the bullpen for the second time, got on the elevator, and was gone.
Ring. Ring. The phone on Gibbs' desk began to ring, he picked it up immediately.
"Gibbs," he said.
"Gibbs, it's Leon. I need you to come up to my office. Bring your team."
Before Gibbs could protest, Vance hung up the phone.
"Come on," Gibbs growled.
"Where are we going, Boss?" McGee asked.
"The Director wants to see us."
"What about Tony?" Bishop asked.
"He's already up there."
"How do you know? Oh. Right. Your gut. Got it, Boss."
