Hi, almost forgot to add-on the disclaimer!! No infringement on characters/show/stories etc intended. This is written for my own personal enjoyment, no financial gains being made.
The elevator dinged, signalling it had arrived at it's intended floor; when the doors opened three men, instantly recognisable as Federal Agents due to the standardised tailored dark suits and trench-coat uniforms, stepped off. The older of the men took in his surroundings before his gaze descended upon his prey.
"FORNELL!! What took you so long? I rang 3 hours ago, you appear to have neglected to share information – AGAIN!!"
"Gibbs given the nature of the request and the manner in which it was delivered, you're damned lucky you got a paperclip never mind the intelligence reports we did send"
Gibbs, who'd become increasingly irritated during Fornell's snarky retort simply barked "conference room" before stalking off, glaring at the other Agents who dared be standing near him waiting for the doors to open. All of the waiting Agents, particularly those who'd been on the receiving end of Gibb's wrath before, suddenly found the stairwell much more appealing. Even the Agent carrying a box of particularly heavy files, needed by a team working two floors up decided the stairs were a better means of getting to his destination.
Enraging Gibbs even more was that Fornell had seemingly ambled over to the elevator, in no apparent hurry: "Damn it Tobias, hurry up"
"Patience Gibbs is a virtue never to be underestimated"
Tony and McGee, two of the witnesses to what had happened, turned to the remaining FBI Agents sporting matching smirks that even Gibbs would have been proud of.
"Probie, remind me of exactly how many ways an ex-Marine, now currently pissed off NCIS Special Agent can inflict pain on someone?"