A day in the life...of Team Gibbs
(Apologies to Lennon/McCartney, I will never be a paperback writer.)
"Hello," Tony smiled at Ziva, as the elevator door opened and he saw her standing there.
"Goodbye," she laughed, as Tony got out, and she walked in, the doors now closing.
"And where is our favourite former Mossad Agent going all smiley, smiley?" Tony enquired throwing his rucksack, on the floor by his desk.
"Off down to see Abby, they have tickets for the "Strawberry Fields", you know, that Beatles tribute band, they are playing next week." Tim answered not looking from his screen
"You jest maestro, didn't know there was such a group, The Bootleg Beatles yes, but Strawberry Fields…learn something new every day." Tony replied.
"Certainly do….grab your gear….dead Sergeant Pepper….Sterling, Virginia." Gibbs shouted as he took his gun from his drawer, "Get Ziva."
"You'll be telling me next he lives in Penny lane, Sterling, in the lovely Sugarland Run Community, but then that would be a coincidence, and you don't believe in such things, do you?"
"You're way ahead of me DiNozzo," Gibbs replied as the elevator doors shut.
-oOo-
The team arrived at the crime scene; the local police had cordoned off the house waiting for the team. Gibbs looked about, no MCRT truck; he hoped Ducky and Jim had not got lost, as he looked down the street he saw the van roll up and stop outside the house.
"Sorry we are late, but I had to stop and change places with Mr Palmer, I did not want to go on a magical mystery tour, and since I used to live in Reston, I knew the way and shortcuts, so Jethro, you were joking when you said Sergeant Pepper?" Dr Mallard enquired.
"Nope….he's inside, and yes, before you start laughing, his name is Maxwell, Sergeant Maxwell Pepper," now looking at Jimmy, who was trying not to smirk.
Gibbs looked around, and spied DiNozzo. Gibbs' eye twitched, he hated hinky, he didn't like what he saw, Tony talking, no laughing, joking with a tall blonde. He watched as Tony gave the woman his card, and walk towards him.
"Don't Tony, don't tell me her name…." he laughed.
"Boss, that was, Rita, the lovely meter reader, with the Electric Utility Company….."
"And she was in the area reading the meters, for their annual reads and came across the body?" Gibbs asked shaking his head.
"Hey, Boss you psychic? Because…." Tony didn't finish.
"Jethro…I know you do not want to hear this, but Sergeant Pepper was killed by blunt force trauma to the head, I presume by the silver hammer found beside the body," Ducky said looking at Gibbs and trying not to laugh, "If I was a betting man…..which I'm not…I'd say…"
"Don't even say, what I think you're thinking." Gibbs snarled, as he turned and walked to the car.
"What's wrong Gibbs?" Ziva enquired, as she opened the passenger door and got in.
"Something not right….my gut hurts and it wasn't last night's dinner. We got any suspects?" he grumbled.
"Tim says the girl across the street. He and Tony are going to bring her in for questioning."
-oOo-
The girl sat in Interrogation room 1, she stared up at the glass window she rubbing her hands.
"Anyone would think she was guilty," Tony smiled looking at the girl, who turned as she heard the door open and Gibbs walk through the door. He pulled the chair out and sat down throwing the folder on the table.
"Does anyone know I'm here?" she whispered.
"Your mother should know by now." Gibbs smiled.
"Yesterday," she began to say, "All my troubles seemed so far away."
"Know that, so for the record, what is your name?" Gibbs began to ask.
"Eleanor Rigby," as Gibbs could almost hear the giggles from the control room.
"So, Eleanor….. what you going to tell me?" Gibbs continued.
"Nothing, you could try Lady Madonna. Yes the fool on the hill, she and Uncle Albert, they have been all pals for a while now, I don't know what the Sergeant was into, maybe you should ask them." Eleanor replied, as Gibbs turned and looked at the glass, he could almost hear the rush of his Agents leave the room, but he thanked Eleanor and saw her out.
-oOo-
The team arrived at Uncle Albert's. They got out the cars and made their way to the house, they could hear shouting from inside.
"You want to know a secret?" they heard the female shout.
"Help, that's what you need." the man retaliated with.
"I'm a believer. But we can work it out." Madonna said.
"Money can't buy me love." Uncle Albert replied.
"So you killed Maxwell. We could work this out you know."
"Have this from me to you." as they heard a shot from inside. Gibbs booted in the door to see Uncle Albert, otherwise known as Admiral Halsey holding the revolver in his right hand, Madonna lay injured on the floor.
"Get back, Federal Agents drop the weapon," Gibbs roared, as they watched the Admiral carefully place the gun on the carpet. He placed his hands behind his back and Tony cuffed him Ziva called 911 for Madonna.
-oOo-
The Team sat round the bullpen eating pizza and writing up the sitrep.
"Today has been a hard day's night, and I really should be sleeping." Tony yawned, as he closed the file.
"Well tomorrow we can look back at yesterday and say it was a day in the life of team Gibbs." Tim concluded.
The End.