Hi guys, Ive only written star wars stuff before this and I wrote this on impulse and I realize its reeeeally not very good, I only wanted to do the characters justice, because they are great characters, they make the show, Im not sure how Ive done in this first, short, chapter, but I hope its ok, there will be no slash or romance or whatever it'll be as true to the show as I can make it. Just good old friendship between the lot, and grinding nerves aswell hehe.
Coz I live in England, using the words 'elevator' and 'cell' feel weird, so if Ive written anything weird like 'lift' or 'mobile' then please say! hehe
Go easy on me Im a huuuge fan on NCIS and I just wanted to try this Fancfic NCIS out! Pleas R/R!
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except the occasional new character, Manny, and some others in later chapters, none of the characters from the show belong to me, as they belong the D.P Belisario. I make no money from this either.
"Now close your eyes Manny I can feeeeeeel your tension."
Kate simply shook her head and occupied herself with some long undated report files that symbolized the end of yet another long finished case. 'Paper work, there's always paper work' she inwardly mumbled, 'Well done Kate, great job, oh but wait, here's your paperwork.' She slammed the final neatly clipped folders back onto her paper tray, after all, why do today what you can do tomorrow, she thought.
"What have we already talked about Manny?"
"Right yes, tension, go it sir." The younger, more insecure, and totally unfortunate delivery boy stammered. Totally unfair, Kate pondered, for all Tony knew, that boy could have some serious internal issues, but since when had minor technicalities such as these swayed Special agent Anthony DiNozzo. Tony leant forward and clasped his hands heavily against the younger man's slumped shoulders, leaning in as if to relay some secret, of highest priority, and top confidentiality. This also being perceived as such by the gullible boy before him.
"Listen and listen well my man, you shall now go into that elevator…"
"Elevator right-"
"And hit that basement button…." Tony interrupted.
"Basement..ri-"
"Jump on that motorbike from whence you came and keep these positive thoughts in mind buddy!" With a shove, Tony sent the kid veering towards the already parting elevator doors, grinning madly as he went.
"Thanks Tony, you have no idea how much your guidance helps!" He stepped into the awaiting device and hit the bottom switch, Tony spun back round with a intense glare, to the higher educated eye, a glare of complete fake and mocking, but the lowly delivery boy, one of passion and feeling.
"I have a very good idea Manny, that is why…" He broke off, and feigned an intensely regal bow, Kate could not help herself but to laugh, and a sideways death-impending stare from her colleague quickly silenced her, but not even stemming her hammering amusement, a feeling deeply mixed with pity. Poor Manny, once DiNozzo became your 'buddy', it was the quicker way to a much shorter, much less meaningful life.
"That is why people seem to find such peace of mind with me." The boy, Manny, nodded with delighted vigour, and desperately tried to yell out something indistinguishable in response, the closing elevator doors preventing him. Tony, seemingly satisfied with himself, stretched, cracking his knuckles with much heart-felt bravado. A bravado of which if Kate had had her own way, would be solidly beaten out of him with a blunted stick. The young agent slung his bag back over his shoulder, and paced abruptly toward his desk, throwing Kate the most taunting grin he could muster.
"Morning Kate."
"What's wrong with you!" Whatever was intended by the question, it certainly wasn't driving about his welfare.
"Ah c'mon!" Tony threw his bag beneath his chair, hit a few keys on his computer, and flopping down upon the enticingly swivel-round chair.
"He knows I'm only screwin' around."
"No, Tony, the kid thinks you're his councillor." Bad move, Kate thought, and the idea of an increasingly startling parallel of her and Tony's relationship being somewhat like an on-going game of battleship, once more flashed up in her mind. Tony grinned.
"Not a bad choice though really." Kate could do nothing but scoff.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Tony feigned a look of angered hurt. Kate shook her head, and determinedly fixated her gaze upon her blank computer screen, desperate to look elsewhere occupied.
"It means, that if there was a selfless, caring bone in your body, I'd….."
"Eat your hat?" Kate simply looked at him.
"Wouldn't want you to choke though would we?"
"I don't believe you sometimes DiNozzo, I really don't." Tony laughed and playfully tossed a bit of scrunched paper in Kate's direction.
"Aw Kate, you know I only want to make the world a better place." Kate couldn't help but smile back, returning the piece of paper with a flick of her wrist.
"That's why I'm grateful that I work for Gibbs, not you." Tony threw his head back at the remark, clenching his fists slightly, Kate grinned with mock evil at her co-worker, watching him as he tried to retaliate, interrupted cruelly by the beckoning of an email. Tony released a breath, eyes still locked onto Kate's, before ruefully casting his eyes towards the computer screen, ferociously smacking keys with each strike. He rubbed his jaw with his spare hand as he scrolled through the email, Kate watched with curiosity as his face's previous expression changed from sullen annoyance to downright confusion.
"What's up?"
"It's Gibbs." It sounded more like a question than an answer.
"Gibbs knows how to email?" Kate was genuinely surprised, she stood from her chair, and made her way to Tony's desk, whatever past grievances between the pair instantly forgotten as she read from over his Tony's shoulder.
Body at 52 Jefferson st.
Apparent asphyxiation, COD to be confirmed once body is returned to NCIS HQ.
Assistance required for scene processing.
AKA.
Get your ass down here pronto!
.Gibbs.
Kate's brow furrowed in concentration as she read, once she finished, she nodded curtly, and Tony closed the file.
"Must have had a bitch with his cell again."
"Either that or he's finally learnt how to use the organizer." Kate remarked as she straightened up.
"That's a bit of a tough call, even for Gibbs." Kate laughed.
"Oh, I'd love for him to hear you say that."
Tony chuckled with a casual flare of sarcasm. Then sitting in silence for a few moments, seemingly in a different world. Kate waved a hand before of his face.
"Better not keep the man waiting DiNozzo."
The special agent rolled his eyes, and in one swift movement jumped to his feet, grabbing and loading hispistol while pulling on his NCIS labelled jacket at the same time. He sighed dramatically, saluted Kate, who dismissed his constant bursts of child-like humour with a wave of her hand.
"Oh, Kate."
"Yeah Tony?"
"Say hi to Probie for me when he gets in ok?" Tony hit the switch for the elevator, memories of his 'session' with Manny the delivery kid flooding back to him in gleeful recollection, as Kate eyed him suspiciously.
"What have you done Tony?"
Tony jumped inside the elevator, shaking his head in an almost sorrowful gesture.
"I'm hurt that you feel I'd have purposefully maimed our young probie?"
"He'll need therapy if he carries on working with you Tony."
The doors began to close.
"Then he'll know who to talk to."
He did not 'quite' heardthe insults that were thrust at him from justbeyond the elevator doors. He only heard his own laughter.