Disclaimer: Don't own any of the characters of ncis blah blah blah
Hi there everyone:) this is my first attempt of a fanfic so forgive me if its realllly bad, but you know, you never know until you try haha=P
btw, i began this story at the beginning of the year on an old account called 'tosty tilly' and it was called 'in the killing fields' or something i don't really remember...but just so there is no confusion, that was my story i just changed accounts cos my family and i went travelling and then i got a new computer so i had to start all over again:( anywaysss...here u go now, hope you like!!!!!
Even by airplane standards the toilet was cramped. Tony Dinozzo stood uncomfortably against the plastic walls of the so-called 'bathroom' as he leaned over the steel toilet bowl, looking down at his regurgitated lunch in the water. Standing there, Tony chuckled slightly, careful not to upset his already delicate stomach, as he remembered a similar occasion on a flight with Kate, stupid Gibbs and his priority flights… dammit FBI, CIA, DEA even Metro have their own private jets, he thought.
Mossad Officer, Ziva David, yelled from outside, "Hurry up Tony; we are grounding in 10 minutes!"
"Landing Ziva, landing" Tony couldn't resist; he smirked as he heard Ziva grumble about silly American idioms.
Sighing, Tony flushed his puke down the toilet and turned to fix himself up in the mirror before exiting the cubicle.
Ziva looked up at him from her seat, "Are you okay Tony?"
"I'm fine Zee-vah! Just got priority-flight-itis." Ziva frowned at him. Of course, she would be used to this kind of stuff, in fact, knowing Mossad; Ziva wouldn't be flying any other way.
"Well you were certainly taking your time in the bathroom?"
"Are you suggesting something Miss David?" Tony waggled his eyebrows suggestively, Ziva simply scoffed and turned away.
Tony sat down next to her, buckling himself in just as the pilot's announcement came over the loud speakers.
"Please fasten your seat belts folks; we are beginning our descent into Phnom Penh, Cambodia now. Hope you had a pleasant flight, Thank you!"
"Pleasant flight, meaning we puked up everything we've eaten for the past week and are suffering from serious bruising, then yeah, great flight" Tony said sarcastically as Ziva pulled out the case files and started to skim through them.
FLASHBACK
As Gibbs headed out of MTAC, he looked down into the bullpen and saw his agents, once again, bickering. Their so-called paperwork had fallen victim to that of one Anthony Dinozzo, who was targeting an unsuspecting McGee with spitballs.
Gibbs jogged down the stairs calling out as he did so, "Dinozzo!" he barked.
Tony whipped around, a guilty smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
"Boss? I….We…well McGee here…" Tony was interrupted by a head slap from Gibbs.
"Won't happen again boss!"
"Damn straight it won't, pack your bags Dinozzo" A look of shock flashed across Tony's face.
"You…you're firing me boss?"
"Not yet Dinozzo, MTAC just received Intel from a Marine base stationed just outside of Cambodia's capital. The marines there work with the local communities in helping eliminate the landmines remaining from the civil war. Two days ago at 0730, two marines, Captain's Hodge and Tobin were supposedly killed in an explosion whilst clearing landmines not too far from the base camp. However, after further investigation, and revelations from Autopsy, it was found that the source of the explosion was gunpowder from military issue grenades…not from a landmine going off."
"You thinking murder boss, the marines were set up?" asked McGee.
"That's what Dinozzo's going to find out" Gibbs replied.
"I'm going to Cambodia boss? This is so cool! Can you imagine all of the single babes that will be there!?!? Tourists as well as locals, the sightseeing will be amaz –" Tony was interrupted by another head slap.
"Dinozzo, this is strictly business, this is potentially a very dangerous situation here. We could be dealing with guerilla activity or even terrorists here, if so, we need to be pulling you out of there immediately so the corps can deal with it. You are simply there to aid in the investigation... Ziva?" Ziva looked up at Gibbs, "You go with Tony, keep him out of trouble."
Tony smiled mischievously at Ziva, "Start packing you fly out tomorrow, you will be briefed when you arrive" Gibbs called out as he headed out to get coffee.
END FLASHBACK
As the plane touched down in Cambodia, Tony glanced out his window to find the military issue trucks waiting to collect Ziva and himself. He grimaced slightly as he remembered the mission in Baghdad with Agent Jardine, yep; this was going to be a very long week indeed!
kinda short i know, but i promise my chapters will become longer...i hope:) not really sure where this story is heading at the moment...
im not sure whether or not to continue, if its total crap plz tell cause then i won't waste my time, pleasseee review, good or bad, it will be welcome...thanx!!!!