All was quiet at NCIS headquarters. The only noise to be heard was the shuffling of papers and the hammering away of computer keys coming from the bullpen that belonged to the agency's number one team.
Gibbs and his team were working late into the night investigating a case involving a terrorist cell that was rumored to be planning an attack on some government agency. Although Gibbs had explained to Director Morrow how ridiculous it was to be investigating a threat because of all the hundreds of threats the government receives each day, but Morrow had insisted that this one was different, he had called it a "gut feeling".
Abby was begged by Tony to go out and get some pizza, so that is exactly what she was doing. Ducky and Palmer were down in autopsy trying to finish the abnormally high count of dead bodies they had recently received from a surge in case numbers. It was nearing 2 am and the team was getting nowhere on the seemingly pointless mission to stop an attack they believed was never going to happen.
They all took a break from the tireless work, including Gibbs, to eat some well-deserved pizza. McGee called down to autopsy to invite Dr. Mallard and Jimmy, and soon they were all enjoying the meal.
"So Zee-vah, how did your date go?" asked Tony.
"What date?" replied Ziva
"Yeah Ziva," said a curious Abby. "Who is this mystery man?"
"There is no mystery man," said a slightly embarrassed Ziva. " I do not know what you talking about Tony."
"Speaking of dating, are you still dating that blonde chick from the coffee shop Tony?" asked McGee, trying to change the subject.
"Of course. Girls like her don't come around often," said Tony, with his eyes wide and a 100 watts smile shining as his gaze drifted away as if recalling some truly amazing memories about her. WHACK.
"Sorry boss…" said Tony as he rubbed the back of his head.