He awoke to the blaring sound of an alarm ringing through his ears. He darted up to a sitting position to investigate the intrusive sound. It was just his alarm clock. He sighed.
He paused, "His alarm clock!" He jolted out of bed and to his closet. He never slept passed his alarm clock. He didn't even know why he used the damn thing.
He hurried around the house trying to get ready and out the door to his truck. He wouldn't have time for coffee before work. He would have to get it at lunch. There was no way in hell he was going to drink the break room's lame excuse for coffee.
He practically ran out the door and drove to work. He contemplated how he could have possibly overslept. Yet, despite sleeping later than usual, he still felt a great sense of exhaustion.
He decided to shake it off and focus on the road.
When he arrived at work he saw Tony Dinozzo, his senior agent, Tim McGee, his junior agent, and Ellie Bishop, his probie.
All eyes were on him when he entered. He is never late.
"Uh, hey Boss," McGee greeting shyly. "Everything Alright?" he asked more curious than concerned.
He just gave his agent a small but noticeable nod which shut his agent up.
He sat down at his desk and leaned back in his chair. He couldn't remember the last time he was this tired.
Well, actually he could but that was another story for another time.
He opened his eyes to see his agents working diligently and that the time had changed from 0700 to 0830.
He shot up and checked his phone's clock to be sure that an hour and a half had gone by.
He looked over and saw a cup of coffee on his desk and then heard his senior agent speak, "Figured you could use some caffeine Boss."
Looking up to his agent still in his confused sleep filled haze, he stood up and headed for the elevator.
"Going to see Abby." He said.
They had no case, but he hadn't seen his lab rat yet today and he figured he would stop in to say hello.
"Gibbs Gibbs Gibbs Gibbs Gibbs!" she exclaimed jumping him into a hug that only Abby could give.
"Hey Abbs." He smiled.
She looked him over, "Are you okay Gibbs? You always come in to see me at 8 in the morning and never later. I called your desk and Tony answered. He said you were busy."
"I'm fine Abbs. It's just been an off-day." He assured her.
"An off-day? McGee gets off days, Tony and Bishop and Me, we all get off days, but you never have an off day."
She interrogated him. "Are you gonna tell me what's wrong?"
"Nope," he smiled, "because nothing is wrong." He gave her a kiss on the cheek and walked out the door to the elevator.
Abby didn't believe him for a second.
Especially since he forgot her caf-pow.