I do not own NCIS or any of its characters.
Another fanfiction story I'm not really sure where this one is going to go, but the idea popped up into my head and I just had to use it.
Tony as usual came in after everybody else. And also as usual he came in with a large smile plastered on his face. "Hello, my friends."
"Late again?" asked Ziva.
"I am not considered late until Gibbs comes in, Ms. David."
Tony sat down at his desk and got everything in place. Gingerly he touched his upper right temple but quickly put down his hand when he noticed that Ziva was looking. "Didn't your parents ever tell you not to stare?" asked Tony, irritably.
Ziva shrugged, "Didn't your parents ever tell you not to get into fight?"
"It was nothing, just a bar fight."
"But of course," said Ziva and she went on typing.
Tony glared at her and then he glared at McGee who was now trying to get a better look at Tony's head. Sheepishly McGee turned his head back to his computer screen.
Then thankfully Gibbs walked in and shouted what else then, "Grab you gear!"
Obediently the team followed him with all of the tools that they would need for the crime scene.
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The NCIS team took two cars on the way there. Ziva sat with McGee and Tony sat with Gibbs.
"You trying out a new kind of cologne, DiNozzo?"
"No, boss, just forgot to take a shower this morning."
"You mean you didn't have time this morning?"
"Something like that."
Gibbs took a long sip of his coffee, and Tony shifted uncomfortably in his seat, "So, where's the crime scene, boss?"
"The basement of a house on Evans Street. Duck said that he probably hanged himself."
Tony raised his eyebrows, "Ducky got their first?"
"Yeah, apparently Palmer is getting pretty good at reading maps."
"They could always just get a GPS."
"A what?"
"Never mind."
Gibbs once again took another sip of his coffee, "Do you want to explain to me why my Senior Field Agent came to work smelling like alcohol?"
"Oh come on, boss, you drink bourbon all the time. So I had a couple of drinks."
"Did that bruise come from those couple of drinks."
"Nah, I was just hitting on just woman and she turned out to be some guys wife, he hit me I hit him. Then the barman freatended to call the cops so I paid him off."
"As long as that is all it was." said Gibbs feeling that that wasn't all it was.
Both cars arrived at the house and the team headed down the stairs to the basement, where they were greeted by a horrible smell and a man hanging by rope which was tied around his neck.
"No matter how many times I do this I will never get used to the smell." said McGee.
If I was you, McGee, I would say it was the sight rather than the smell. McGee, go talk to the woman upstairs-"
"Boss, I was just-"
"Tony snap pictures, and Ziva bag and tag."
Ziva made a face when Gibbs walked away, "How come you always get to take the pictures?"
"It is my Italian touch, Ziva. All pictures come out great when taken by me."
"Ha."
Then Tony snapped a picture of her, "Errrr, except for that one."
"Give me the camera or I will kill you."
Gibbs came from behind and gave them both a head slap, "Get to work."
"On it, boss" they answered simultaneously.
It was amazing just how big that the basement of the house was. Everywhere there were rooms and rafters.
"This is going to take forever," complained Tony.
"Come over here," hissed Ziva.
Tony walked over as fast as he could and Ziva noticed that he had a slight limp to his walk, but there were bigger matters at hand.
"Look down," said Ziva.
And so Tony looked down what seemed to be a large hole surrounded by bricks and down there were human remains.
" That is not a pretty sight," he snapped a picture and looked at the screen, "The flash won't go down that far. Hold me by the ankles."
"Tony, it would be better if we just-"
"Trust me he said as he leaned over the side."
"I think that it is you who will want to trust me," said Ziva grabbing on to his ankles, and not noticing his wince.
"I will haunt you if you drop me, David. Here I go," Tony slid his body off of the wall and Ziva was surprised to find how light he was. Heavy, of course, but light for a man.
"Did you get the shot?" she called down.
"Accidentally got the wall," said Tony who was clearly panicking then there was a click, "Okay, pull me up! Pull me up!"
Ziva was having more trouble with hauling him up, and was losing her grip. Thankfully another pair of hands came and helped her pull up Tony.
He scrambled out of the hole and fell to the ground. When he looked up he saw Ziva and then (shit!) he saw Gibbs.
"Hi, boss."
"What the hell where you two thinking!"
"It was only twenty feet."
"Yeah, head first." He then spun around to Ziva.
"It was my idea, boss."
Gibbs glared at Ziva. "Gibbs, I believe that Tony is bleeding.
There was indeed a red stripe forming on Tony's shirt.
" Just nicked a nail. And I got my tetanus shot lat year from Ducky."
"When we get back I'm still going to have him patch you up." said Gibbs still glaring but at the same time eyeing the stripe.
Tony know better than to argue, he knew that Gibbs would think that it was because he didn't like doctors. Even Ducky when he got all doctory. But there was another reason why he didn't want that part of his body to be looked at.
Ok, so I'm sure that everyone knows what it is going to be. But how he got it is going to be different from most if not all fanfiction stories and I am really excited to tell next chapter. Thank you for reading, and reviews are appreciated but not required.