1Hey guys! So this is my first NCIS fic, it will contain Copral punishment in later chapters. Please review and let me know what you think this is one of my first fics like this and I really want to know if you guys like it! :) So plz read on...
Summary: Gibbs decides that they all need to take some time off and what better then some survival training aka relaxing and fishing while camping. But if any of the rest of the team have anything to do with it, it is not going to be a peaceful trip!
Disclaimer: sadly for me I do not own NCIS or any of the characters, I just play with them :)
Chapter 1
Gibbs stood in the elevator, coffee up in hand. The elevator was empty much to Gibb's joy as people were avoiding him at all costs due to his terrible mood. It had been a hard few weeks, with major case after major case and no time to relax. The cracks in the family like dynamic of the team were starting to show. For one thing, all of his agents (or children) were starting to act just like that, children. Their petty squabbles had increased to such an extent that Gibbs wasn't sure how much more of them he could take! As the stress increased, so did the level of annoying, the small quirks of his agents had become. Tony had become obsessed with trying to pull as many pranks as he could on McGee without getting into trouble, Ziva's grasp of English seemed to be getting worse by the day with her reverting back to her own language every now and then and Tim had become even more irritable which just made Tony's pranks even worse. And his top scientist or the baby of the family as she was seen, Abby had become even more moody, her music playing even louder, if it were at all possible, then it is normally. It was all getting far too much for Jethro.
The elevator dinged, just as the doors slid open, allowing the sounds of various people arguing very loudly. Here we go again, thought Gibbs as he stepped out of the lift, turned the corner and was met with the sight of the bullpen. There all his surrogate children, Tony, Tim, Ziva and Abby, along with Jimmy who Gibbs saw more as a nephew (as he belonged to his good friend Ducky who he had come to see more as a brother then a friend) were all squabbling with each other.
"God, Tony your such an Ass!" Chimed Abby, McGee and Palmer simultaneously.
"Its all your fault Tony!" added Ziva.
"You lot don't know a good joke when-"
"What joke would that be Tony?" Interrupted Gibbs, creeping up behind his senior agent.
"Er..nothing Boss" replied Tony sheepishly.
"Somebody else care to explain?" Gibbs asked the others, eyebrows raised.
"No Boss", "No Gibbs", "No Sir", "No Boss" came all of his replies which made him smile inwardly, they were all angry at Tony for something but were willing to stick together not to get him into trouble. It made him proud.
"Right you three get back to work I want those reports by lunch" Gibbs addressed his agents. "And Abby, Jimmy what are you both doing up here?" Gibbs raised his eyebrows at them as his three agents scrambled behind their desks, leaving the two standing on their own in the middle of the room.
"Er...D..Ducky sent m..me up with this file, he said you wanted" Replied Jimmy, nervous as ever, holding the folder up to show Gibbs.
"Ah, Thanks" replied Gibbs trying to ease the lads nerves whilst taking the file off him. "You can go now " Gibbs stated when the boy had just continued to stand there.
"Yes sir" replied Jimmy, taking off in a fast paced walk towards the elevator without another glance.
"Abby" Gibbs said staring at the Goth that sat resting on the edge of his desk.
"Yeah, Gibbs?" she replied oblivious to the fact the question was aimed at her as well. Gibbs just raised his eyebrows and folded his arms giving her his best hard glare.
"Oh, right, well I just came up because you didn't give me anything to do and its boring down there Gibbs, you have got to give me something" Abby whined as she sprung up from his desk. Gibbs just glared.
"Go and find something to do that is NOT bothering the others while they are trying to finish there reports."ordered Gibbs.
"But Giiiibbbbbsss" Abby continued.
"That was an order Miss. Sciuto, NOW!" Gibbs yelled making everyone in the room jump. He was just not in the mood for this.
"Yes Gibbs" Abby replied sharply before heading for the lift as fast as she could with out making it look like she was running, which she couldn't do in her shoes anyway. Gibbs chuckled to himself watching her go.
He sighed and sat down at his desk, scheming. Gibbs hated taking breaks or time off but even he had to admit that the team could do with it. Gibbs peered over his PC and watched his three children hard at work on their reports. What was he going to do? He rose from his desk and headed up to see the director. He had a plan.
Tony watched the retreating back of their boss, waiting until he was out of ear shot before speaking up.
"Do you reckon Gibbs is planning something?" he asked the other two, who looked up at the sound of his voice.
"What makes you say that Tony?" McGee asked.
"I'm not sure probie, Gibbs just had that determined look on his face, you know?" Tony replied.
Ziva looked thoughtful before stating, "maybe he is up to something." Tony nodded his head in eager agreement.
"What ever it is, we'll just have to wait and find out, in the mean time these reports need to be finished, Gibbs has been in a awful mood for weeks now." Stated McGee. They all looked at each other in silent agreement. Gibbs had turned into mean, grouchy Gibbs due to all the work. Just last week he made Abby cry for no reason. He had softened at the sight of her tears and apologized, but still, people didn't want to be on the receiving end of that.
A few hours later when all three agents had finished their reports an hour early and were sat around idly waiting for Gibbs to return from where ever he had gone, they heard the ping of the lift doors opening and the sound of heavy footsteps that the team had come to recognize with thick wedged boots. Abby had come to pay them a visit.
"Hey, any of you seen Gibbs?" she asked.
"No, What is it Abs?" Curiously asked McGee.
"Nothing, well, he sent me a message telling me to come up and meet all of you here but never said why." She explained.
"Oh, I do not like this!" Exclaimed Ziva. The rest of them shared her sentiment. This was not good. Normally it meant that they were all in trouble, very big trouble.
Suddenly Gibbs appeared out of no where, clapping his hands to gain their attention.
"Listen up! I thought we could all do with a break-" sounds of cheers and sighs of joy interrupted Gibbs from what he was saying.
"Shut up now all of you!" Gibbs glared. "But as I was about to continue, we are not being paid to take breaks in the middle of the working week and so instead we are taking a different kind of break. We are all going survival training, and you could all do with brushing up with this!" Gibbs rushed before he was interrupted again. His last statement was met with groans and shocked faces. 'This is going to be harder the I thought,' Sighed Gibbs inwardly, as he had originally thought they would be happy at the idea of getting some time out of the office.
"Is that like sleeping out doors Gibbs? With all the bugs, mud and wild animals? Couldn't we sleep in cabins during the night?" Asked Abby seriously.
"That is not the idea of survival training Abs, and besides you will be in a tent." sighed Gibbs. Next Tony tried to convince Gibbs.
"Sorry Boss, no can do." He tried.
"And whys that Dinozzo?" Gibs glared, "Is there some secrete case the director has solely put you on that your not telling us about?" He continued.
"Well no but.." Tony started to flush red.
"Then your coming, like it or not! And that goes for you two as well! It doesn't matter what you all say your still coming!" Snarled Gibbs. He tries to do something for their benefit and all he gets is resistance. "Your all to leave now and pack enough for 4 days and be back here by 1pm. You've got two hours, your not here and I'm going to come looking for you! Now GO!" Gibbs dismissed them as he strode over to the lift and decided to go down to autopsy and talk to his good old friend.
"Hey Duck..."
Ducky turned to see Gibbs standing by the entrance to autopsy.
"Ah, Jethro, I take you found that file useful."
"Er...Yeah thanks Duck." Gibbs replied uncertain. In truth he hadn't actually had chance to look at the file. "Actually I came down here to ask if you fancy coming on break?" he asked.
"Are you serious Jethro?" Questioned Ducky, surprised by Gibbs's suggestion.
"Well I thought the team could do with some time off, a chance to bond closer and also a brush upon their survival skills, So I convinced the director to give us all a break, as well as you Duck. To be honest I'll need you to keep me sain, but also to hold me back if they continue to get on my nerves." Gibbs explained to his friend.
"I'd love to Jethro but what about Jimmy?"
"What about him?" Gibbs shrugged.
"I am not leaving the poor lad here on his own, the boy already feels like an outsider as it is nevermind if we all bugger off for a few days leaving him on his own. Jethro he looks up to you and is apart of this surrogate family as much as I am!" Ducky replied frustrated, he really felt for Jimmy and cared for him like a son. He couldn't stand to have him left out this way.
Gibbs sighed. He saw the point Ducky was making and started to fell a little guilty that he hadn't included him in the first place.
"Oh, Duck of course the lad can come. God knows he needs the bonding time, the kids always so nervous." Gibbs agreed. Duck just smiled.
" !" He yelled, loud enough for the lad in the other room to hear him.
A few moments later Palmer appeared in a door way.
"You called Dr Mallard?" The boy replied nervously spying Gibbs.
"Go home and pack, it seems we are needed to go on to a trip to practice our survival skills." Duck answered. Jimmy just stood there shocked, long enough to the extent that Ducky turned round to look him.
"Chop chop lad!" He encouraged.
"You've got till 1 o'clock to go home and pack and get back here or I will becoming to your house to fetch you, understood?" Gibbs growled, stepping in to get Palmer moving. It did the trick.
"Yes, s..Sir!" He squeaked as he ran like a frightened mouse out of the door. Ducky just laughed and shook his head.
"Right then Jethro, I better get off and pack too. See you at 1." stated Ducky as he turned and walked towards his office to grab the few things he needed before he left.
"Yeah, see you then Duck." Gibbs made his way back up to ground level and out to his car. He had a few errands to run before going home to pack, like getting food, only God knows what everyone else will want to eat...
Tony was the first one to arrive on time, as Gibbs had expected.
"Alright Boss?" Tony asked as he grabbed his bag out of the boot of his car and ambled over to his Boss.
"Yes Tony, Put your bag in the back of there." Gibbs pointed to the mini bus parked out the front of the NCIS building. Tony just nodded and walked over to add his bag to the already near fulling, back of the minibus. Ziva was next and followed Gibbs's orders which were exactly the same as Tony's. The three of them waited in comfortable silence for the rest of the team. The next two to show up were Ducky and Jimmy, sharing rides which surprised Gibbs slightly.
"Oh Boss their not coming too are they?" Whined Tony. Gibbs just raised his eyebrow.
"Problem?" He asked menacingly.
"Er...No Boss!" came Tony's squeaked reply. Ducky got out of the car as Jimmy rushed to unload the boot, pulling out both bags and placing them in the boot of the minibus without being asked. He then locked the car and handed the keys over to Ducky, after all it was his car.
"Thank you ." Ducky thanked his colleague.
"No problem sir." Replied Jimmy meekly, blushing a slight shade of red.
"I see we are waiting for McGee and Abby not doubt?" asked Ducky, stating the obvious.
"Mmm if their not here soon I better go and see what's keeping them." Just as Gibbs finished his sentence a car appeared.
"I wonder which one of them that is" Tony wondered aloud.
"Both of them" replied Ziva answering the question for him. Just at that moment the car pulled up and parked beside them all and out got Tim and Abby.
"What took so long McGee?" asked Gibbs.
"Well...er.. Abby struggled to find any shoes suitable to wear in survival training so we had to swing by a store to pick a pair up." Replied McGee nervously awaiting his Bosses response with bated breathe. Gibbs just nodded looking at the rather deflated Abby.
"Right Tim load your stuff in the back, everyone else get in the minibus." Gibbs ordered.
Everyone piled into the minibus, Gibbs and Ducky in the front and their surrogate children left to argue over seats in the back. When everyone settled after various seating changes ordered by Gibbs because they would not survive the journey if they chose to sit where they had originally sat, they took off on the longish car ride out to where they would be staying.
TBC...
Coming up: The car rides not as peaceful as Gibbs hopes for and there's arguments when it comes to tent sharing! :P
Hey guys please review, this is my first one of this kind, so please let me know what you think! :)