Dreams and Truth
Chapter 1: The Drawing
The bullpen was noisy, as was usual for a Wednesday morning, before lunch. Tony was sitting at his desk, throwing balls of paper at Ziva's trashcan. She was out. Though McGee wasn't.
"Tony, you really shouldn't be doing that." The tech said his face a tad worried.
"And why not, McGeekster? It's harmless fun, Plus she and the boss aren't here, it's not like I'm doing any harm." He got a rather devilish look on his face. "Hey! Lets see what Ziva's got going on her computer. What about her new boyfriend? Or is it guy friend? Or just a friend?" He asked getting up and doing a pretend sneaky move up to the desk of his female co-worker
"Tony! I really don't think that's a good idea! Plus you can't get in remember? I'm not about to help you to get into her computer." Mcgee said before shoving his earbuds in and turning back to his computer, ignoring everything.
"You know McFunless, you could enjoy yourself sometimes. Hm. What's this? Well well, our Ziva is an artist." He said as he found a piece of paper with the team on it. Drawn. Well too. He blinked as he looked it over. She'd caught his roguishness with perfect poise. He looked like himself. He loved it. Abby was her spunky self, with McGee grinning like a geek behind her. Ziva was cold and collected, oddly nothing like herself. Then there was Ducky and Palmer, both standing still, on the left side of the page. Then on the right was Gibbs and Vance. Both looked… distinguished, but he noticed something about Gibbs. The man's posture was… off. Not as confident as usual. He wondered what Ziva was trying to say about that. A slap to the back of the head made him snap up and drop the page. "Hi boss! I was just checking for bugs on Ziva's desk. I read something about that over email which of course you don't get. Hi ziva! How are you? Didn't know you could draw, think you might want to try a real challenge?" came the cocky voice of Anthony DiNozzo at his best.
"Tony, what the hell are you doing? Get away from my desk!" came Ziva's sharp words, as she moved forward to check her desk over. She glared at him. "No. I wont'. Don't come over here again!" she snapped, trying to get the paper into a drawer, but it slipped out of her hand and down in front of Gibbs, who picked it up, looked it over, took a sip of coffee, and put it back on her desk, with a nod. He turned back to his desk.
"Grab your gear, we've got a dead marine, and air force officer. Let's move!" he snapped as he grabbed his gear, watching the team scramble, including Mcgee, who almost forgot to take out the ear buds. He moved quickly, thinking about that picture. Interesting. He to had picked up the bit about himself. Gibbs glanced at Ziva, but she didn't seem to care. He stepped into the elevator before everyone, but they were right behind.
"Dead marine, and air force officer? Where are we going boss?" Came Tony's voice as he got in the elevator.
"Pentagon."