Unexpected reunion
So, this is my first story... Really taking a chance putting it up here, but let's see if anyone likes it, shall we? It's gonna be a short story, this is the 'prologue'
Prologue
Anthony Dinozzo was walking through the hallway of the NCIS building, angry with himself for having overslept. He was mentally preparing himself and thinking of how to explain to Gibbs why he was late, but when he reached his desk he stopped abruptly. He looked at his coworkers' desks surprised. The neatly ordered corner of Ziva David: abandoned. Timothy McGee's computer: no McGee in sight. And finally, Leroy Jethro Gibbs' throne: empty. Tony got a weird feeling. What were the chances that every member of Team Gibbs was at the same time late, sick, out for coffee or gone to pee? Non-existent.
'Hey Philippe.' Tony stopped a colleague who was walking by. 'You seen Gibbs?' If he could find Gibbs, the rest of the team couldn't be far. The other agent shrugged.
'I don't know where he is. I just know that all three of them left about 15 minutes ago,' he said nodding towards the empty seats.
'What do you mean, they left?' Dinozzo asked urgently. He got that weird feeling again, he was only ten minutes late dammit… maybe twenty.
'You know, like when Gibbs gets a call, hangs up immediately, calls out "Grab your gear" and you're all in the elevator within a minute,' Philippe explained. Dinozzo dropped himself in his chair with a sigh.
'Okay, thanks,' he said and waved his hand, signaling the other man that he could leave. The agent shrugged and walked on towards his desk.
So that's what the weird feeling was: he was late for work and had missed a case because of it. When Gibbs got back, he'd be in for it, and he'd be doing paperwork until the end of the month. He sighed again and decided to finish a report – that actually should have been filed already.
Let me know if I'm doing this right?