Chapter 3
"So Timmy!" Sam bounced as she entered the elevator. "Where are we going?" Tim looked over to her and smiled. "We are going to Abby's lab first." Sam tilted her head. "Abby?" Tim nodded. "You two will be friends. I guarentee (Typo?) it!" The elevator door dinged and the doors opened. We entered the room. The music blared. "I've become so numb!" Linkin Park sang. " I can't feel you there." Sam sang. Abby spun around, a smile on her face. "Who are you?" she asked, switching her music off. "This is Sam. She is the new field agent." Sam nodded. "I love this song! Its on my Ipod!" Sam chimed. "You'r a fan of hard rock and metal?" Abby asked, her pigtails swinging. "Uhm...no. But I do love this band, and Avenged Sevenfold. Otherwise, I like rap. You know; Eminem, Lil' Wayne, Weezy." Sam babbled. Abby nodded quickly. "I'm a fan of rap myself, although i'd rather hear metal." She smiled. Tim stepped back and let the girls talk. Tony entered the lab. "Hey Abbs, I got some fingerpri-...McMeet-and-Greet, what did you do?" he asked, setting a speciman jar on the lab table. "I just brought her up here to meet and...this happened." he pointed to the two girls still babbling about music. "Well, they better hurry up because Gibbs told me that Sam better get the sketch of Roberts now." Tim bounded up and grabbed Sam by the shoulders. "Okay. Well that's all said and done. Sam! How about that sketch of Roberts now?" He chuckled nervously. "Grabby Grabby Timmy!" Sam said brushing his hands off her shoulders. "I'm on it! Well bye Abby!" Sam said waving. Abby glared at her, but she was gone. "Were you glaring at her? You two got along so well!" Tony yelped. "Not her...McGee."
