I don't know...
Hello, my name is Elliot. I know all that happens at NCIS, and I know quite a few secrets. How you ask?
I am the elevator.
Yes, they do not know that I can see them, let alone hear them. But yet, here I am, telling you my story.
As the elevator, I never have much to do except sit here and listen to people talk, so I get curious.
Now, The Israeli…Ziva? Yes, Ziva. She and the Italian enjoy using me to do some…not so innocent things during work hours. They don't think anyone else knows about this, but they are wrong. The red head knows, sometimes she and the Goth talk about it.
Speaking of the Goth, she is still in love with the guy the Italian calls 'Probie', but I don't think she's made a move on him yet. Well, that I know of anyway.
I just wish the man they call Gibbs would stop using me as his office! He always comes in here with the red head and hurt my walls!
That came out dirtier then intended. Anyway, so many secrets have been told in me, like the Israeli and the Italian being together for one, I heard that Michelle I think her name is, has a daughter. That was a shocker.
Some things I don't need to hear, like the red head and Gibbs and their little adventures in Paris. But yet, people are always blabbing about their past. Honestly, some people don't know how to keep secrets.
Oh no, the Israeli and the Italian just walked in with those looks on their faces...
Really, I don't know...Free writing or whatever...
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