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She was running, Running as though she had never run before, with only the sounds of her pounding heart and her heavy foot falls filling her ears. She was going to die, She knew it. But her musn't let him get it. Looking all around her for a hiding spot she found one with relief. Stopping briefly to his the small package under a post box, she started again. He mustn't be anywhere near the place of concealment.

After a few more seconds of running, dread overwhelmed her as she felt a strong powerful hand close around her upper arm. Praying, she turned to face, the man who would shortly become her killer.

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McGee walked into the office, and was not surprised to see that he was the first, and only one here. Things often happened like this. Next would be Gibbs, Coffee in hand, and maybe the morning newspaper tucked under his arm. After that would be Ziva, head held high, wearing the jogging hat that she had been given by Lieutenant Saunders two years ago. Lastly, of course, would be Tony who inevitably would insult him, as soon as discovering that he was there.

Surprisingly this was not the way that things happened at all. Tony was the first who walked in after him that morning, and instead of saying his usual "Hello McBirdy" like he normally did, he just sat in his chair and, apparently, started work straight away.

When Gibbs came in, he didn't seem visibly taken aback, but he too was unusually quiet. However Ziva's entrance was the same and McGee was glad of this. This meant he wasn't the only one, who had missed something,

After about an hour Gibbs left, to go and talk to Abby down in the lab. As soon as he was out of earshot both Ziva and McGee leaned forward you talk to Tony.

"What happened between you two," the both hissed, comically.

Tony looked back and looked at the two.

"What? Just because im being nice and working automatically means that something was wrong?"

"Yes" they said, once again together."

"Well I don't know, I came into work today with the best of intentions" He said, fanning hurt, "and you two presume that something must be wrong"

"What is it Tony?" McGee asked him, not falling for DiNozzo's trick.

Instead of answering this time, Tony stood up and walked towards the lift. As McGee and Ziva began to rise from their seats he turned back and shouted at them:

"Don't go through my stuff when I'm not there."

Guiltily Ziva and McGee lowered themselves back into their chairs, both itching to go and search through the papers that Tony had lefty there, just minutes beforehand.

A few minutes went past in total silence, when Ziva stood up and walked towards the desk.

"I can't stand it anymore" She announced, beginning to rifle through the documents. However before she had managed to find anything of consequence the lift elevator sounded, causing her to drop everything in her hand back onto the desk and sprint back to her desk.

As soon as she touched the chair Tony and Gibbs rounded the corner.

"Body found on base" Gibbs told them, grabbing his bag and heading for the elevator, "Gear up!"

The prospect of a new case, so suddenly took the mystery of Tony's strange behavior out of their minds.

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