This is my first, but not last story. Please review and Read on!
Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS or any of the characters. But if someone will at least give me permission to lie and said I did. That would be great!
The Secret is Out
It had appeared to be a normal day at the office. Tony DiNozzo walked into the bullpen late as usual. Ziva David and Timothy McGee were answering calls at their desks (and Tony's). Gibbs was nowhere to be seen. Tony set his bag down and slumped back in his chair, with an almost annoyed, tired face. He took in a deep breath and let out a sigh. But neither McGee nor Ziva looked up from their paperwork to pay attention to him. So, he took in another deep breath and sighed again.
"What!" Ziva finally said slamming her fist on the table with annoyance.
Startled, Tony replied; "It's almost Valentine's Day and I don't have a date."
"Ha, that's what you're so upset about? I don't get your American holidays. Why do you need a holiday to be aware of being single?"
"Not everybody is single Zee-Vah." Tony said raising his eyebrows."So that puts you out for having a date." Turning to McGee, "what about you Probie? You got a date?...wait, wait, wait, you don't have to answer that, I know the answer.
"For your information, Tony; I do have a date." Tim answered with a smirk on his face.
"Who? Your sister."
"No, her name is Ashley, and she might be the one."
"The one you finally lose you virginity to." Tony said with a snort.
McGee only rolled his eyes and continued working. Tony frowned in confusion and was about to ask another question when Gibbs walked in. Tony scrambled to find a paper on his desk to look like he was working.
"Something wrong, DiNoz-zo?" Gibbs said as he walked into the bullpen.
"Uh, no boss," he answered still trying to find a paper.
"Good. Grab you gear." The famous phrase came for the first time of the day.
"What do we got?" Ziva asked while she swung her bag over one shoulder.
"Dead marine, car explosion."
"Name?" McGee asked pulling out his iPhone so he could search the name while he walked toward the elevator, where his colleagues now stood waiting for the elevator to open.
"David Haswari" Gibbs replied with a straight face still looking at the elevator doors.
Tony and McGee shot each other a glance. No such thing as coincidences they both thought. But David, though not pronounced the same as Ziva's last name and Haswari being the last name of her diseased half brother Ari, had to be just a coincidence.