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"Quick Probie! In here!"

Tony grabbed Tim by the collar and pulled him into the office supplies room.

"I think we'll be safe in here. He never gets his own stationery."

"Oh God Tony we are in so much trouble," Tim groaned still out of breath from his speed run away from the bullpen with Tony.

"It was an accident McGee, but 'you know who' isn't going to see it like that."

Tim threw himself down on top of the boxes of paper and held his head in his hands,

"Point one Tony, the evidence we've left behind clearly indicates that it was not an accident and point two, if it was an accident, why are we hiding?"

Tony winced, "because it's Gibbs, McWorrier, he kinda views our 'accidents' like coincidences, he doesn't entirely believe in them."

"We are screwed!" Tim whined pitifully.

Tony sat on the rickety table in the small office supplies room and sighed, "I can't believe you didn't catch the football McGee, I mean, no-one is that bad at sports!"

Tim narrowed his eyes and stared with an open mouth,

"No, no, no, you are not pinning the guilt for this one on me! It was your idea to play with that stupid football. It's not my fault it ended up smashing the plasma screen!"

"At least it didn't shatter too much, there wasn't much glass left on the floor."

"We can't exactly glue it back together again Tony!" Tim squeaked.

"I was just saying…"

"Tony, we were playing football in the middle of a federal building, we broke a pretty expensive top of the range plasma screen and now we've gone AWOL while we hide from our boss, an ex-marine, who is probably going to make us die a very painful death when he does find us!"

"There's no such thing as an ex-marine."

Tim placed a hand on his brow, "We cannot stay in here for ever Tony, Oh God, I can't believe I got myself into this mess, I'm going to throw up. Gibbs is going to go crazy. I can't believe we broke a plasma screen. He's….he's…..I'm gonna be sick!"

Tony sprang to Tim and held his shoulders firmly, "McGee! Breathe! That's an order Probie! Breathe! In! Out! That's it….calm down!"

As Tim calmed down he looked at Tony grinning and his instincts kicked in.

WHACK!

Tony reeled at the blow to his jaw and stood with his hand on the tender area and stared wide eyed in disbelief.

"I can't believe you just did that," he said quietly still shocked at McGee's reaction.

"If you hadn't forced me to play football we wouldn't be in this mess," Tim barked,

"If you didn't play football like a little girl with her hands tied behind her back then the plasma screen would not have gotten smashed!"

Tim went red, "I am not a girl Tony!" he yelled as he lunged forward wrestling him to the ground.

The two of them rolled around the floor until Tony managed to stand and pull McGee up, he took a swing at his jaw and sent him crashing into the shelf. In slow motion the shelf toppled over creating a landslide of rulers, notebooks of various shapes and sizes, cartons of pencils, boxes of rubber bands and marker pens all on top of McGee.

Tim struggled to his feet and ran Tony into the other shelf which thudded against the wall and then as they wrestled on the floor gained momentum and came crashing down to rest on the other shelf, leaving Tony and Tim hidden under a sea of colored paper stock forms.

Jethro Gibbs had been gone for coffee for fifteen minutes when he strolled back into the bullpen his eyes immediately alighting on the cracked plasma screen. He narrowed his eyes with anger as he registered the empty desks of Agent Timothy McGee and Agent Anthony DiNozzo.

"Before you say anything I was not here when it happened, I came back from the lab only five minutes ago. I have been trying to reach Tony and McGee but I cannot find them" Ziva quickly growled.

As he placed the coffee cup on his desk he noticed the scarlet and gray football lying on the floor and as he bent down to pick it up, he heard the crashing sound from along the corridor.

"What the hell?" he said firmly as he rushed towards the noise.

At the sound of the second crash, he immediately recognized the door which the noise was coming from and opened it up sharply.

Tim McGee and Tony DiNozzo struggled beneath the piles of stationery covering them until they were sitting up and noticed the large figure appear and the newly opened door.

"Hey boss!" Tony said lightly.

To be continued...