Joint Investigations
Chapter 1 : When Agencies Collide
It was about as quiet as a morning gets at NCIS. Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo was playing a computer game while trying to convince his partner that wars could and should be fought through video games.
"Sure it's a nice idea, but it would never work." The Mossad officer remarked.
"And just why not? It would benefit both sides."
"Because people and countries fight in order to get the other to comply with their demands." She explained "If there was no real impact nothing would be done and they would end up physically fighting anyway."
"I guess you have a point." Tony agreed after a moment of thought.
At this point the pair realized there was someone missing from the conversation.
"What's this? No comments from the McGenius?" The senior field agent called across the bull pen.
"What?" the other man asked looking up from the palm pilot in his hand.
"Who you talking too?" Tony asked
"Nobody." McGee answered.
"Is it a girl?" badgered Tony.
"No."
"Sure it isn't." DiNozzo agreed sarcastically "Did you meet this one online too McGamer?"
Before Tim could respond Gibbs appeared.
"Gear up, we've got a case." He ordered as he retrieved his gun from his desk drawer.
As the exited he swiftly gave Tony a slap on the head.
"What was that for Boss?' he asked.
"Haven't we talked about computer games before?" the team leader asked rhetorically.
"It'll be gone by tomorrow morning."
The team was surprised when Gibbs told them all to load into the truck, but soon found out why when they arrived at the crime scene. Which was conventionally located two blocks from NCIS.
In an alley between two Navy warehouses was the body of a blonde Caucasian man in a blue uniform laying in a puddle of his own blood.
"Do we have an I.D. Duck?" Gibbs asked the M.E. as he ducked under the yellow tape.
"Military ID in his wallet says this young man is Airman First Class Eric Randall."
"Airman? As in Air Force?" Tony asked.
"That would be it." Ducky answered.
"What is a dead Airman doing on a Navy base?" Ziva wondered aloud.
"I believe that is your job to figure out." Ducky said before turning to his assistant. "Let's load him up Mr. Palmer."
"Does the Air Force even have a department that handles this type of thing?" McGee asked as he took pictures.
"If they do they're going to have to share." Gibbs answered.
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