Tony DiNozza, Special Agent, sat at his desk flipping through the most recent copy of Cars Monthly, sighing periodically and looking at the clock.
"If you are that board Tony, why don't you close up early for the day. Tell Gibbs that you have an appointment or something." Special Agent, Timothy McGee asked as he looked up from the screen he had been engrossed in for the better part of an hour.
"I tried that yesterday McGoon." Tony shot back. "I don't remember it being this quiet in some time."
"It has been great. I have been able to catch up on several case reports." Ziva David sighed as she stretched her hands above her head at her own desk across from the arguing agents.
"Well, I've been done my reports since yesterday." Tony informed.
"He even had time to draw pictures to go along with his reports." Tim added.
"Ha ha." Tony snapped. "What have you been doing, you seem to be the only one that appears to be working on something new."
"I'm just following up on some things for the Director." Tim shared smugly.
"Why didn't the Director ask one of us to help him out?" Ziva asked.
"I guess I just have the skill set to be able to complete the task." Tim returned.
"More like the ability to kiss but the best." Tony finished.
"Grab your gear! Missing Corpsman." Head Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs called out as he passed through the office with his coffee in one hand and his hand grabbing his jacket with the others.
All three bickering agents stopped everything and grabbed their packs before following their boss out of the office.
"Hospital Corpsman Jacob Lapp, did not report to duty today at the base Hospital on Quantico last night. HE apparently hasn't been seen for almost three days now." Gibbs reported to his team as they came up the steps to the small apartment that apparently was rented to Jacob Lapp. "His absence from his shift raised some concerns by other staff at the hospital." As they approached the apartment door, Ziva tried the door and it opened without a problem.
"How many people do you know leave their doors unlocked?" Ziva asked as they slowly pushed the door open to reveal a small apartment that appeared to be relatively empty. Lived in, but empty in things and personal belongings. A small table and one chair filled the kitchen. One comfortable looking chair with a table covered in books, and reading material and a lamp beside it. No TV or Stereo system, no CDS or movies. The Bedroom was clean with a bed made in military style neatness. What appeared to be his uniform laying on his bed. No pictures or posters adorned any of the walls, a bible sat on the bedside table.
"This guy didn't have much of a flare for decorating." Tony observed as they looked in the bathroom.
"He hasn't been here for a few days." Tim commented as he opened the fridge and noted the milk souring and the few vegetables going mouldy.
"He reads German." Ziva noted as she picked up the bible.
"Apparently he's into strange hats too." Tony pulled a straw hat out of the closet. "And prefers to wear suspenders instead of belts."
"That style of hat looks familiar." Gibbs commented as he came behind the team in the small bedroom. "I've seen hats like that before,"
"Tony I need you to go and talk with the neighbours. McGee take back the close, and some of the other personal items and get back to the office and start doing a background on this Corpsman. Ziva you're with me, we're heading over to the hospital to talk with his CO and some of the other staff."
"Yes Boss." The team echoed and separated to complete their assigned tasks.