A/N: Hii, at first, thank you for reading my story. Here is the first official chapter of A Lost Cause, guys. The story officially started now!
I hope you guys like it a bit.
This is my first story that is written in the third person and first NCIS fanfic, so I hope I've made it a bit interesting to read (;
Just hoping you like it, tho.
Big kiss xx
Gerne: Hurt/comfurt, angst, friendship, humor and family. All of that good stuf.
Important: I'm Dutch so that will probably be my excuse for the bad English and typos.
"McGee"
Besotted looked McGee on his work. A pair of black Vans Shoes came in his sight and he squeezed his eyes closed for a moment. What should he now again?
"What do you want, DiNozzo," he grunted softly. He had no point in whining of this moron. The only thing Tony brought with him were problems, problems and more problems. It was already far too often happened that Tony pushed him in any of his deeds with him and came out innocent, while McGee got all the blame. He was fed up now.
"Nothing," grinned Tony. He looked down on the boy and leaned against McGee's desk.
A deep sigh left McGee his mouth when he looked at the Senior Agent.
"You always say that there is not, but always there is then something, Tony," snarled McGee annoyed.
"McBaby," began Tony, "I have a great idea."
"Oh, no," groaned McGee soft.
"There will be a party tonight and I'm invited. Are you going with me? " Tony watched McGee excited to - he was so full of his own idea.
"This was your idea? A bit party around? "muttered McGee standing up of his chair where he about one and a half hours had brought on by working on old cases.
Tony shook his head wildly.
"No, man, that's not all!" cried the boy excited. "We wait until some girls totally fed first, then we can both do what we want with them!"
McGee looked aghast the brown haired boy next to him. He was disgusted at the fact alone that this came up in Tony's head.
"No, dude. That is disgusting, " McGee muttered," How do you get it in your head? You have to treat girls with respect, not as objects. " " As if they cared " Tony snapped. "Don't be so prudish, McBaby."
"Rather prudish than disgusting," McGee rebounded back. He picked up what papers of his desk and stood up without even saying a word, he walked to the elevator and disappeared into it. He left Anthony DiNozzo confused behind.
