The seats of the aircraft seemed quite uncomfortable to Tony's taste as he constantly moved his body from side to side find that sweet spot so he could relax. Right upon finding it, the aircraft experienced a small shudder while passing through a light storm causing Tony to shift away from his comfortable spot. A small growl excited his mouth as he began his continuous search for that comfortable spot.
"Stop moving, I'm trying to sleep" snapped McGee as pulled down his eye mask to block the bright light coming from the window in the seats ahead of them.
"Shut-up McGoo, you think you're the only one who can't sleep!" Tony argued as he placed the small itchy pillow on his face in defeat. After a few seconds Tony placed the pillow back on his lap and looked past McGee to the seats on the other side of the isle. Both Ziva and Gibbs were sound asleep, both sitting upright. Tony wondered how in the world they could sleep in such an uncomfortable position. Five more hours out of their thirteen hour flight to the Hawaiian Islands to solve a difficult case involving petty officer Michelle Smith. Her brother owns a resort there and he is on the top list of suspects to her murder. Tony questioned on why all four of them had to go, he secretly wished that Gibbs could have just sent him and Ziva so when they are not working he can sneak in a quick tan and a swim. With Gibbs joining them, however, Tony feared he would not get that chance. The thought of seeing others enjoy themselves at that four star resort with their swimsuits on and waiters serving them delicious cocktails, while he has to wear nothing but his NCIS jacket and casual clothing and do nothing but bring home a potential suspect back to DC. He sighed a he stared out the window, all of those girls in bikinis that he could flirt with was a chance he probably could never have on this mission. Even if he did sneak around there was a grantee that he would get head slapped several times and probably harder.
Once they arrived at the airport, all but Tony and McGee well rested from the trip; they took a bus cab to the Hawaiian beaches in search for the Lagoon Resort owned by Michael Smith their prime suspect.
"Now I'm going to make this clear Dinozzo," stated Gibbs as he stood in front of the cab door blocking Tony from entering the cab and looked straight into his eyes with that signature death glare Tony was not fond of. "No flirting with girls, no attempt to enjoy yourself at the resort! We are here for a case not a vacation…and the same goes for all of you" Gibbs made it clear as Ziva and McGee nodded from inside the cab.
"Of course boss, wasn't planning to." In fact, Tony was at first planning to but after that long uncomfortable flight he decided he'd rather live than the take the risk. Plus, he could always go down to Virginia Beach and check out the women there.
Gibbs let out a smirk, to which Tony knew that Gibbs didn't believe him, but he continued his way into the cab and they rode off their destination.
Lagoon Resort was large and beautiful. Tony could see the beach from the entrance to the resort. He felt a slight tap on his shoulder and then a whisper to his ear.
"Take off your NCIS jacket he doesn't know we're here." Tony obeyed his boss's orders and rapidly took it off and shoved it into his bag before anyone could see.
Gibbs began to walk towards a tall blonde woman who was leaning against a tree. Tony assumed that she was their contact. The team knew that bringing Michael home would be rather difficult since the evidence to his sister's murder was rather disturbing.
"Gibbs?" asked the woman to clarify; she did not dare call him 'special agent Gibbs' in case one would be watching.
"Depends on who's asking," he answered. "Laura, if I'm correct."
"Yes you are correct."
"Where is he?"
"In his office we believe, we have a perimeter around most of the resort so if he runs we'll get 'em" she reassured Gibbs.
"How were you able to do that without him knowing you're here?" asked McGee as he and Ziva walked towards them from the cab carrying their small suit cases.
"You let me worry about that," she answered with a grin.
"Laura this is Timothy McGee, Tony Dinozzo, and Ziva David" introduced Gibbs. Tony nodded slightly as he couldn't keep his eyes off her figure. For a woman close to Gibb's age she wasn't half bad. Ziva noticed Tony's stare and nudged him in the side harder then she intended. Tony let out a small squeal but Laura was not paying attention to notice.
"Hello" said McGee as he waved his hand, both eyes squinted from the beating sun.
"Come with me, I will show you your temporary rooms so you can prepare and then well get 'em." Laura led them down a corridor on the first floor of one of the hotel buildings closest to the beach. Once they entered their two joined rooms they all laid down their stuff on the bed closest to the door.
"So how will this be done?" asked Tony as he sat down on the opposite bed.
"I'd suggest we study his patterns before we act," suggested Gibbs.
"We are already one step ahead of your Gibbs; my team has been watching him closely. He likes to go down to the beach and talks to his guests to determine whether they are enjoying their stay. During dinner he always eats alone in his penthouse just above this hotel building," explained Laura.
To Tony's surprise Gibbs decided to do a small undercover act that involved beaches and tanning. Gibbs hated the idea but it was their only choice, this man had connections and if one thing goes wrong they could lose him.