Intern

Ziva looked up from the edge of her desk.

"This is the third time this week, Tony." she said getting up from off the floor her chair laying in pieces.

"Maybe you should lose some weight?" He told her matter of factly.

"Are you saying I am fat?" She asked.

"I-"

Just as he was about to answer he felt a quick slap to the back of the head.

"I suggest you don't answer that, Dinozzo." Gibbs said as he went to his seat. In just a few seconds his phone rang, they were hoping it was a case but-

"- Right. I'm coming down." – Nope just Abby, probably in a Caf-POW! Kick.

"Wow! I never knew you could do that McGee." Abby said sounding very bored, she was listening to McGee tell a story about a Jet Pack for the hundredth time. She was dying for Gibbs to walk through her door she kept turning around every five minutes after she called ready to say 'GIBBS!' but he hadn't come yet. She knew McGee was just bored out of his mind, to be honest not much had really happened that could be considered exciting, just normal cases that didn't take much energy or effort to solve and none of them liked that at all. 'Maybe that's why Tony and Ziva have been so anal lately' Abby thought to herself. They had been at each other's throat all week. 'Maybe they finally broke down and did it! No . . . They would be terrified Gibbs would find out he always comes in right when you're doing things you shouldn't. Hey!' She quickly stood up and walked over to McGee who was talking away about stuff only Probie's dream of and she grabbed his face and gave him a big kiss on the cheek.

"Whoa . . . Abby what was that?" McGee asked looked shocked and confused and slightly embarrassed.

"I don't want to know, McGee." Gibbs said walking into the music filled lab caring a massive Caf-POW! In his hand. 'YES!' Abby thought 'My plan worked'

"Gibbs! You know how much Jet Packs turn me on." She said somewhat serious somewhat comical. Gibbs smirked.

"Whatcha got Abs?" Gibbs asked. Hoping there was a reason other than McGee turning her on.

"Uh, we got our new intern, Boss" McGee said. "And we called you down here to tell you because we also did a FULL background check and thought you would want to see it with your own eyes." He added knowing Gibbs would ask why they called him down for that.

"Aaaanndd . . ." Abby added. "She's clean, cleaner than clean, she's like that feeling you get after the dentist when your teeth are all smooth and shiny and well, clean." She said smiling away.

"K, and?" Gibbs asked holding the Caf-POW! away from a greedy Abby.

"And, she's on her way here, now." She said finally.

"We're going to interview her, Boss" McGee added. "Make sure we actually like her in person."

Gibbs shook his head; glad at least THEY were getting along.

"We want you to scare her!" Abby said after sipping on her Caf-POW! For what seemed like an eternity.

"Why would I do that Abby?" Gibbs asked her curious.

"'Cause if you do she'll leave and we won't have to worry about an intern!"

"I thought you said she was clean?"

"I DID but Gibbs I don't trust interns they get IN and they, they, TURN things around!" Gibbs and McGee just stared at her for a moment.

"Chip!" She yelled at them.

"You know not all interns are Dr. Evil Abs." Tony said as he made his way into the lab with Ziva and the girl they were all waiting on.

"Guys, this is Kelly Carter, Kelly this is Abby Sciuto, Timothy McGee, and our Boss, Gibbs." He introduced.

"Hi, it's nice to meet you." Kelly said slightly uncomfortable after overhearing them call her evil.

"Well, if you're ready we can start the interview." Tony said to Gibbs and Kelly. (It's weird seeing their names in a sentence together.)

"Ok" She said

"Gibbs, I believe have a problem" Ducky said entering the lab.

"What is it, Duck?" Gibbs asked.

"It's best if you come down and see." He replied.

"Do you want me to stay with Kelly?" McGee asked.

"No" Gibbs said. "She can come with us."

The Autopsy lab wasn't as bad as she expected, but then again she never really had a problem with blood and gore or the smells that went along with it. She tried paying attention to their conversation about the dead man lying on the slab; apparently he had been an officer selling cocaine on the side and killed an agent for getting in the way. Ducky explained that what they thought had happened probably wasn't the case.

"Abigail informed me that the Seaman Wade overdosed on 750mg of cocaine, lethal but not enough to suspect foul play. Suggesting more that he committed suicide than someone committed murder, but something intrigued me, it was his left arm the cocaine was injected into which to most would seem normal since most are right handed but I recalled in his profile he was LEFT handed. Even though that in itself did not say much it made me look looking further this allowed me to notice how his body language did not suggest suicide. You see even though he did drugs he would have still tensed up as he injected it, but his body was relaxed." Ducky paused.

"What are you suggesting, Duck?" Gibbs asked.

"Well, I'm afraid our dear Seaman was already dead when the cocaine was injected into his system."