Dedicated to my mom, who inspired this 3. I own nothing except the pajamas on my body.

"Romulan Ale, please"

"That will be 3 dolla-i mean, credits"

Tim McGee, cosplaying as Lt. Commander Data, took the drink, looked around, and sighed.

He was finally at a Star Trek convention, and he was there on duty. At the hotel the convention was being held at, he and DiNozzo had set up a trap in a rapist's room. They dressed in costumes as not to raise suspicion.

"My God McGee, look at all these nerds. They have a more pitiful sex life than you do." chuckled Tony.

McGee turned back around to him

"I am...fully functional." He retorted. Tony and Ziva had gone as Tom Paris and B' Elanna Torres by force from their android friend.

"Yeah, speaking of that..."

"Yes?"

"People keep asking if Ziva and I are going out, and I still don't have a clue who these people are you and Gibbs are makin us dress up as."

McGee tried not to grin. but failed. They were just like Tom and B' Elanna. Everyone knew it was there but it was just going to take a near-death expirence to make their love show. DiNozzo, the cool, confident, popular, high-ranking one and Ziva the one from the broken family and has to ajust to a less violent and straigtforward lifestyle.

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out from an upper balcony

It was the rapist.

Dressed as Spock.

His victim?

A Nurse Chapel look-alike.