It's recommended you listen to Lady Gaga's song Born This Way while reading this. Makes it so much better.

Disclaimer: Don't own the song or the characters. Moving on, enjoy!


Tony knocks on Tim's door, looking worried. Ziva is right behind him, her gun at the ready; Gibbs had tried calling McGee into work-they had just gotten off an hour ago-but they had a new case for which they were needed.. McGee wasn't answering his phone.

"Do you hear that, Tony?" Ziva whispers, hearing McGee from inside, making some weird noises; low and high-pitched. "Do you think he is being tortured?"

"Wouldn't be hard to torture him," Tony whispers in reply, pulling out the spare key that Gibbs had given him, to McGee's apartment. He unlocks it quietly and heads in, gun at the ready, Ziva behind him.

As soon as they get to the living room, their guns drop, though not as fast as their jaws. Tony's face gains the biggest grin it's had in months. "No-ho-ho-ho! Probie?"

His back to them, McGee's wearing headphones, prancing around a bit; singing to a song that they'd all heard on the radio a few times recently.

"There's nothin' wrong with lovin' who you are, she said, cause you make it perfect ba-bay~!"

Ziva puts a hand to her mouth as she begins uncontrollably sniggering, her body soon wracked with spasms of silent laughing.

"So hold your head up girl and you'll go far, listen to me when I say.."

Tony whips out his phone and holds it up, taking video footage of what he knows is to come.

"I'm beautiful in my way, 'cause God makes no mistakes, I'm on the right track baby I was born this way!" On the chorus, his voice gets louder, his "dancing" more enthusiastic, and Tony's footage that much better.

McGee continues singing, before he finally spins to a part in the song-at which point he sees Ziva laughing so hard she's crying, Tony holding his laughing in to not ruin the video he's taking, camera pointed right at McGee. "Wh-I-NO! TONY!" He pulls the headphones off, horror on his face. "T-Tony, y-y-you didn't!"

"Oh, Probie.. I did," Tony says, his face a huge grin. "Dude, I can't believe.. dude. Duuuude." He laughs again, that trademark Tony laugh of success, pocketing his phone.

"Oh, Mc-McG-" Ziva can't stop laughing enough to speak, just heads for the door, wiping the tears from her eyes.

"Hey, uh, Boss.. needs you. You uh, weren't answering your phone," Tony laughs. "Oh man, wait until everyone sees this," Tony says evilly.

"Tony, you wouldn't!" McGee whines, grabbing his work clothes and throwing them on in record speed. "Please, c'mon man!"

"Since you said please." Tony pulls out his phone and hits 'send', sending it to every computer at NCIS.

"You-you deleted it, right?"

"Oh, yeah." {From my phone.} "Let's go, Probie."

"Are you SURE you deleted it?"

"Yes, I deleted it. Now let's go, McGaga."