NCIS Fanfiction
Spoilers: can be anything up to Season 8, Episode 4
Author's Note: Just a crazy idea before trying to sleep. Let me know if I should continue the idea. I don't know if I will put any forensic stuff or actual crime scene info in. I'm not that dedicated to the homework that would require just yet.
Very Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo walked into the bullpen late again. He knew he would get it from his boss this time for sure. His boss the ever more Special Agent Gibbs. He was not home when Tony got up this morning. No surprise really, Tony suspected since he saw that Gibbs had gone to bed so early, but he did expect to see him in the basement working on something before leaving for the office.
Probationary Agent Ziva David and the semi-Special Agent McGee were already at their desks working diligently on something. Now, why he thought he should remember something, Tony didn't know, but it tickled the back of his neck regardless. He knew he would find out what it was as soon as he opened his email to see everything from the last few days. Unanswered emails he would get to later tonight since he didn't want to be at the house he had to share until very late.
Tony quietly slipped into his desk chair with a small squeak which he knew could be heard at every corner of the office. Ziva and the McGeek didn't look in his direction, but both of them had incredulous looks on their faces. He would get them back, Tony DiNozzo didn't let anyone get the best of him. Speaking of which, he thought, why didn't he have any idea his boss had a house guest when his apartment building blew another fuse. With no lights, it was tough to watch any of his favorite movies. Even staying with his boss, he always knew to bring his portable DVD player. The guy had no cable, but he finally upgraded his tv to color due to the first time Tony stayed at his house.
"Grab your gear, dead Navy Lieutenant," came the commanding voice as his boss grabbed his coat, shield, and pistol. Everyone in the team jumped to his command without a word and slung their packs over their shoulders as they headed to the elevator. So much for looking at those emails, Tony thought. It was going to be a long week.
Tony followed his fearless leader into the elevator to visit Abby in her lab. Gibbs always gave Abby plenty of time to get some sense of the evidence before bombarding her with questions. Tony never seemed to get the timing down because even when actually timing Gibbs, there was no definitive answer. Each case had a different time.
Even before they left the elevator, Tony heard something strange from Abby's lab. Was that giggling, he thought. Sure enough, as they stepped through the almost always open doorway, there were two women at the computers typing away extremely fast as they shouted big shiny words at each other and laughed heartily whenever they said another one.
"What do ya got, Abs," said Gibbs in his classic Gibbs way.
"A whole lot of bad stuff the fast food places don't want to know about," said Abby happily. Her black hair was in the usual ponytail style and her dark lips had a very pleased smile.
"About the case, Abs," said Gibbs as he always needed to. Abby could always push his buttons. That always just got him a slap on the back of the head. Tony almost reached up to smooth the hair down on his head in remembrance of the head slap he received just about an hour ago.
"Oh, that," said Abby as she launched into her usual fast talk mode that always left Tony in the dust. He would have to look at his email with the dictionary open just to get through the first couple of sentences. He'll rely on McGee to give him the rest of the highlights.
What had Tony's attention was actually the other woman in the room. She was the house guest that came wandering through the living room to grab her cell phone in just her panties and undershirt. She addressed Tony by name and wandered back down the hallway. Tony just stood there after she departed because he didn't know what to do next. Gibbs' guest bedroom was empty, so Tony always had to sleep on the couch when he needed a place to crash, so where she was going was a complete mystery to him.
It remained a mystery to Tony even when Gibbs came out of his room in his boxers and t-shirt. His boss just gave him the classic Gibbs stare until Tony told him all about the power outage and his need to find a place to crash. Gibbs wandered down the hallway for only a moment to give him the sheets for the couch and went back to bed. It was a long night for Tony because he wanted to wander down the hallway to see if he could hear anything. Not that he wanted to hear that kind of thing, but he wanted to know who the mystery guest was.
As he was lost in his thoughts, Tony almost didn't catch Abby saying the mystery women's name. "Kahl and I were just seeing what Major Mass-Spec had to say about the contents of our lunch today," said Abby after revealing all of the information she had on the case thus far.
"And…" Gibbs asked with his back turned to Tony.
"And…" said Kahl as she turned to face Gibbs and Tony, "this food contains about 87% of things that are absolutely not good for the human body."
"So, why eat it," Gibbs asked.
"Because I can," Kahl stated just as factually.
"The case, Abbs. We need more on the case," Gibbs said as he turned to walk out of the room. "And if that stuff gives you gas, you're sleeping with DiNozzo." He said after walking past Tony.
Tony couldn't believe what he was hearing. His boss just admitted to having this woman staying at his house, sleeping in the same room. He only went for the red-heads and this woman had dark brown hair almost as dark as Abby's.
"That would be fun," said Kahl as she stared directly at DiNozzo who in turn was staring back with his mouth hanging open as far as it could go.
"DiNozzo!" Yelled Gibbs from the elevator.
"On your six, boss," said Tony as he ran out of the forensics lab so confused his mighty DiNozzo brain actually hurt.