Hi! Thanks for the nice reviews, I'm glad you like this story so far! Here's the first little mini story thingie, enjoy!
Disclaimer: Nope, NCIS is not mine. :( :( :(
"So, what's today's story about, Daddy?" Phoebe asked, looking at Gibbs hopefully.
Gibbs sighed lightly, deciding that there wouldn't be a way out of this, and turned to his daughter. "It's about the one time that the coffee shop next to NCIS closed down for the day."
All of the children's eyes widened, their smiles broadening as they shifted their positions, the anticipation killing them. Abby gasped, glancing at McGee, who seemed just as antsy. Jenny closed her eyes, trying not to laugh as she remembered that day, eleven years ago, when NCIS seemed to fall apart before her eyes.
"It was just another normal Tuesday, well, as normal as you could get when you worked with a bunch of four year olds..." Gibbs started, his eyes glazing over slightly as he began to recount his tale.
"Hey!" Tony exclaimed.
"Tony!" Abby, Jenny, Ziva, and McGee yelled, shushing him as Gibbs rolled his eyes and began again.
"As I was saying..."
...
It was around seven in the morning. I had stayed up until about two working on my boat and was pretty tired, greatly looking forward to a hot cup of coffee. I knew Jenny had probably gotten next to no sleep last night considering she was still in MTAC working on an some international case that SecNav was making into a big deal, so I was planning to bring her coffee too. I pulled up to the curb in front of the coffee shop next to NCIS and decided I'd buy Abby a Caf-Pow! as well, pulling out my wallet as I stepped out onto the sidewalk. Walking towards the front door, I was stopped by some random guy that smelled like he hadn't showered in a month.
"Yo, dude, the coffee shop's closed for the day." He said, gesturing towards the door which had a giant sign posted on it stating that the shop would be open again tomorrow bright and early. "You're, like, the thirtieth person who's come over here this morning."
"Great." I muttered, my mood darkening as I marched back towards my car. Driving into the NCIS parking lot, I could only imagine what the day was going to be like. It looked like I'd be drinking the sorry excuse for coffee in the NCIS break room.
Entering the building, I tried to ignore the cheery agents as I stepped into the elevator, my head already pounding from lack of sleep and caffeine. I slammed my hand against the button for the squadroom, wanting to headslap each of the overly perky probies around me straight into next week. When the doors finally opened, I burst out, stomping towards my desk and throwing my things behind my chair before finally sitting down and closing my eyes.
"Ziva!" Opening my eyes slits, I saw Tony throw a paper ball at Ziva, whisper-yelling at her. "Zeeevvvaaaah! ZIVA!"
"What do you want, Tony?" Ziva asked him, obviously coffee deprived as well.
"What's missing here?"
"Aside from McGee?" Ziva replied, glaring at him as she rubbed her eyes.
"Yeah! McProbie's down in Abby's lab. What else?" Tony said, sounding like an overexcited three year old.
"I don't know."
"Guess!" Tony continued, glancing at me and apparently thinking I was asleep before turning back to Ziva.
"No." Ziva snapped through her teeth, shutting her eyes and leaning her head against her desk.
"Gibbs' coffee! Wait, what's the matter, Zi?" Tony asked, apparently just noticing something was off with her.
"Nothing, Tony."
"Come on, don't lie to me..."
"Fine, the coffee shop next door is closed, the coffee machine here broke and kind of blew up when I threw it off the counter, and I was up until one doing paperwork."
"Awwwwwww! I'm sorry, Ziva." Tony said, sounding half sincere, half amused.
Huffing, I stood up, storming out of the bullpen and upstairs, knowing that I wasn't going to get any rest and that it'd be better to tell Jenny there was no coffee sooner rather than later. Barging straight into her office, it took me a minute to find her. When I finally did, I couldn't contain my laughter.
"Shut up, Jethro." Jenny groaned, not taking her head off of her desk.
"What's the matter, Jen?" I asked innocently.
"SecNav kept me up all freaking night saying that it was 'a matter of national security' or something completely idiotic like that." She said, looking up from her desk at at me, purple circles under her eyes. "Why're you here?" She questioned, glaring at me and rubbing her face with her hands.
"There's no drinkable coffee within a five mile radius, coffee shop's closed." I said, getting straight to the point.
"WHAT?" She yelled, jumping up. "What about the break room?"
"Out."
She slumped back down in her chair, leaning her head back and snapping her eyes shut. "Great... Just what I need."
"Yep, I was going to go tell Abby next. You wanna come? I'd have a better chance of surviving if the director was there with me." I suggested, flashing Jenny a smile.
"Sure, what else do I have to do?" Jenny agreed.
We exited her office and walked into the elevator, greeted by a few more coffee deprived agents. When the elevator finally reached Abby's level, I was surprised to see ten or so agents leaving her lab, steaming cups of coffee in their hands. Rolling my eyes, I walked into her lab to see four tables set up, each one with three or so agents around them sipping coffee.
"Abby?" I asked, looking over at an amused Jenny.
"Gibbs!" Abby exclaimed, smiling widely as she turned around, holding two cups of coffee in hand. "Welcome to Abby a la mode!"
"Abs, what is this?" I asked as she handed the two plastic cups to a relieved Tony and Ziva. McGee poured another cup of water in the coffee machine on Abby's table, starting it as another wave of agents stepped into the lab.
"My coffee shop! I'm making a killing!" Abby said, jumping up and down as she sipped a Caf-Pow! "I have like a weeks supply of Caf-Pow! in my fridge so when Timmy came in telling me that there wasn't any coffee left I decided to help the good agents of NCIS using the Coffee-maker 4000 I was gonna give to you for your birthday... So happy birthday!" She said, handing Jenny and I each full mugs of coffee.
We just stared at Abby for a minute before shrugging and taking a sip of our coffee. A moment later, we had both drained our cups and were looking considerably better, the light once again returning to our eyes. Abby smiled at McGee, sipping her Caf-Pow! nonchalantly.
"So Abby you're gonna give me half of this money for dressing up in that ridiculous costume and standing outside the coffee shop for three hours, right?" McGee asked, raising his eyebrow.
"Sure, McGee. Don't throw you're costume away, though, this might just have to become a monthly tradition." Abby replied, grinning at McGee as she poured us another cup of coffee. The end.
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"That's hilarious!" Leo laughed, glancing the bright red adults sitting around them. "I can't believe I've never thought about that..."
"Wow, Mom, I never knew it was you that was addicted to coffee! I always thought it was Dad who always left the coffee pot empty after breakfast." Amanda said, grinning.
"Hey, it was a long night!" Jenny argued, giving Gibbs the evil eye.
"McDaredevil! Someone's a little devious." Tony said, shaking his head in awe. "I never thought you had it in you."
"Well I had to get you back some way for super gluing my face to my desk three times in one week." McGee said, shrugging.
"Look, it's getting late, I guess story time's over." Gibbs said, checking his watch.
"It's only four o'clock! We still have time for at least three more stories!" Alexa demanded, putting her hands on her hips. "You're not gonna get outta this that easily, Uncle Gibbs."
"Yeah, Dad! Just one more?" Phoebe asked, looking up at him with her eyes wide.
"Fine, but just one." Gibbs answered, sighing deeply.
"Yay!" All of the children cheered, smiling.
"It was about a month later and, per usual, everyone was leaving NCIS at around midnight..." Gibbs started, grinding his teeth as he remembered that specific night as clear as day, it was the night he almost literally went insane.
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