A/N: This is unbeta-ed, the only thing that is out of sorts for my writing is theamount of beer that wasnot consumed while writing, so if it's bad that why. :shruggs: Had diet coke instead.

Also, Like I said in the summary, this is the 1st challenge I've ever done.

There really are brownies w/ those ingredients. I'll pass on the recipe to anyone who wants it. But it is recamended that you make it to share with a large group, because they are good and a PSM reliever. :-)

"I like it with peanut butter and chocolate. Abby, did you make them with the peanut butter, chocolate, and rice crispies on it?" Kate asked in to the phone.

"What happened to your healthy diet, Kate?" Tony asked.

"I'm PMSing do you want me to eat the chocolate or do you want me to shoot you?"

"Eat…ahh...eat the chocolate."

"Yeah, that's what I thought." Kate said to herself at Tony ran away.

"Here, Kate, Abby sent this up for you." Gibbs said as he got off the elevator handing her a blue Tupperware container.

Opening the container and immediately pulling out a brownie, trying to break the string of marshmallow connecting it to the one next to it with one hand.

"Kate, did you scare Tony, again?" Gibbs asks watching her devour the brownie.

"I have no idea what you mean." Kate states sitting at her desk.

"Well pack in your brownies and go; you and Tony have a cabin to search."

Several hours later…..

Kate entered Abby's lab with bags of evidence.

"Kate, what is that smell?" Abby asks. Smelling the air stepping back from Kate, she announced, "That's you! What happened? I thought that you guys were just going to look through his cabin."

"Yeah, we were. It took us an hour to hike to it. It turned out the only way to get in to the cabin was through a window. So, Tony broke one. He climbed in the window and then helped me through; we go in the kitchen and start going though cabinets. I'm standing right behind him when he opens the last one. And the damn thing sprayed. Thankfully, Tony got hit with most if it, but I don't want to go home smelling like – Would you stop laughing! It's not that funny." Kate stated exasperatedly.

Attempting to hold it together, "I'm sorry, but-," she starts laughing again, "Yeah, but how did the skunk get in there?"