Welcome to my latest fanfiction: this time, NCIS. Read, review and enjoy. This is only the prologue.

Abandoned Warehouse, Washington DC, 25th February, 9.15pm

The teenage boy pulled open the rusty green door and led his giggling girlfriend inside. The door made a loud screeching noise but the warehouses hadn't been in use since the 80s. No one would have heard them. The surrounding was mainly bare, just a few hooks on the wall with rope tied around them and a rickety old ladder which led up to the termite-worn loft. When he had come there earlier that day, he had checked it all out to make sure it was OK. It may have been only a warehouse but it was cheaper than a motel and they had less chance of getting caught than if they were at either of their house. As he shut the large door behind him, his girlfriend flicked back her long blonde hair and laughed, looking around the place he had chosen for their little getaway.

"Why this place, Mikey? It smells like abestos." She pointed out, turning back to her boyfriend, "What did you want to show me that couldn't have been asked anywhere else?"

Mikey walked casually up to his girlfriend, one hand in the baggy pockets of his jeans and the other running through his spiky up orange hair. It was a nervous habit. He always did it when he was anxious or scared. Naturally, she noticed.

"Are you OK, Mikey?" her eyes analysed him in concern as her boyfriend continued to feel his hair.

Mikey sighed, "Bronwyn... remember how we talked last week about... expressing our feelings for each other?"

Bronwyn's eyes widened in both shock and anticipation, "Oh, Mikey..."

"I don't want to pressure you into anything you don't want to do" Mikey rapidly added, looking away from her, "I just... I love you and I really want to show you how much I-"

Mikey was cut off as Bronwyn rushed in and pressed her lips against his. He first froze in shock but after getting over the initial shock, he fervently kissed her back. After a few minutes, she finally pulled away from him and looked up at Mikey, smiling happily.

"I'm ready if you are" her Texan accent reassured her boyfriend, as he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close to him.

Mikey's index finger glided gently up and down her girlfriend's oval-shaped face, looking at her with adoration, "I love you"

Bronwyn smiled at her boyfriend before he pushed his lips onto hers. Their tongues battled for dominance when, to her surprise, Mikey lifted her up and pushed her against the wall. She felt a stabbing sensation in her back as he crushed her against a hook. Bronwyn felt blindly behind her for the wall to push herself to a different section of the wall. However, she felt a rope and accidentally tugged on that. The sound of rolling mechanisms and sliding rope pulled the lovestruck pair out of their foreplay.

"What the heck is that?" Mikey demanded, looking around for what it caused.

They heard something drop behind them and looked behind Mikey. Hanging from a noose was a man with blonde buzz-cut hair and ghostly pale white skin. He was in a grey training shirt and dark green tracksuit pants. The sneakers on his feet were still twitching. His eyes were still open, bright blue baubles buldging out of his skull.

Bronwyn's scream echoed around the 57 warehouses and was heard by the people in apartments two blocks away.

That's the prologue done. Now we get onto the good stuff. He he!

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