Just another Conquest
by A FanFiction Angel
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the NCIS characters. Even though that is both my birthday wish and what I write in my Christmas Wish List to Santa each year. One reason why I don't believe in Santa anymore. Sniff. Hey NCIS people...I got a iPod Nano for Christmas though...wanna trade? hehe
This isn't a multiple baby fic with tons of characters to remember don't worry. At least for the moment the main characters are the original ones.
Note: Listen to Womanizer by Britney Spears while reading this. I have some other songs later in the story I'll suggest you listen to while reading...
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The stench of overnight coffee aroma was not something to wake up to at 6 in the morning.
Bang!
"I take it you've finished the paperwork then Dinozzo?" Gibbs off-beatedly slapped Tony on the back of his head.
Tony jolted awake and in a sudden motion knocked over his overnight coffee not onto his computer but right into his lap onto a place where a man should never pour his coffee on.
"Dammit!" he cursed and used his hand to unsuccessfully wipe the brown stains from his new Hugo Boss suit.
From his desk Gibbs raised his eyebrows at Tony, still waiting for his answer.
"Er…I've just got – "
"The whole thing to finish? Yes, Tony you do" laughed Ziva as she strolled breezily into the squad room, backpack hanging casually over one shoulder, her brown wavy hair swept into a impeccably neat ponytail. She walked up to Tony's desk and noticed what it was he was wiping with the upmost ferocity. She smiled and winked at Tony. "A little early is it not Dinozzo, for this sort of simulation?"
"It's stimulation, not simulation." A slightly annoyed expression crossed Tony's face and he stared back defiantly at her co-worker whom he had worked with for nearly 4 years now.
Turning away Ziva glanced at Timonthy. "Morning McGee!" Ziva cheerfully greeted him at his table. "You stay overnight too with Tony, yes?" A slight raise in her voice at the end of the sentence turning it into a question.
McGee stuttered, confused at the direction Ziva was heading with the question. "No I just came at the time I normally turn up in the morning…"
"Meaning you're late Miss Dav-eed!" A huge smirk appearing over Tony's face who by now had overcome his morning drowsiness and had his feet up on the desk and hands behind his head.
"Gear up!" Gibbs shouted running downstairs from the Director's Office, another cup of strong black coffee in hand.
"What is it this time Boss? A multiple homicide? A backyard massacre dig-up? Gosh! Maybe it's another model boot c –" His short epiphany cut short by another hard slap on his head. Ziva laughed, "Maybe it is just an employee who suffered a case of head trauma by Gibbs."
As the elevator doors closed with a ding Tony inwardly shuddered.
Please make reviews guys! This is actually my first fanfiction so any suggestions good or bad are happily accepted as long as they aren't rude.