It was 9 am and the team had been in the office about an hour and already Ziva and Tim already wanted to kill Tony. They were sat working on old case files moving from paper to computer to phone following leads and all Tony was doing was throwing paper balls at his co-workers.
Ziva and Tim had a plan. They had been e-mailing each other for the past 10 minutes and at 9:15 they were going to throw all the paper balls Tony had thrown at them, back. That should teach him they both thought.
He was persistent at this and at 9:14 they both prepared themselves for what was about to come. The second hand reached the top of the clock and they launched into their attack plan. Paper was flying around the bull pen and at the worst possible moment their fearless leader walked in.
He moved his Gibbs glare from Ziva to Tim and back. Without a word they both in unison went, "It was Tony who started it!"
He glared at Tony who was now has his head down in his case files looking busy. "How old are you Tony?" Gibbs asked.
"Urm last time I checked I was 39" Gibbs just glared at him, not saying a word. "Picking it up now Boss!"
Gibbs turned to his desk. "It will have to wait DiNozzo. Gear up."
"Where we going Boss," McGee asked reaching down for his bag, gun and badge, as the other two agents jumped to attention.
"Well, all I'll say is Ducky, Palmer and Abby are coming and Ducky will be near his element." The other three agents looked at each other in confusion heading towards the elevator.
"You're going to need an overnight bag" Gibbs said in answer to their confusion. "Met at the airport in an hour."
Then it hit the agents to where they are going;
England!