Adam walked into the bullpen to see Tony and Abby huddled around McGee's desk and talking in hushed tones.

"-you sure he keeps it here?" Tony asked.

Adam cleared his throat, standing behind them.

They sprang away from the desk guiltily and turned to face him.

"What are you doing?" he asked suspiciously.

"Nothing. We weren't going through Timmy's desk." Abby squeaked.

Tony rolled his eyes and glared at Abby.

"Uh.. Bye Tony!" she said as McGee walked into the bullpen. He walked past Adam and Tony and sat at his desk. Oblivious to what had just happened.

Tony began to grin. He extended a hand to Adam. "Very Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo."

"Fisher. Adam Fisher. Uh – regular agent." He said chuckling shaking Tony's hand.

"Heh." Tony said shaking his head a little. "I just wanted to shake the hand of the man who has a death wish."

Adam stopped laughing. "huh?" he asked a little confused.

Tony hit the back of Adams head, Gibbs style. Adam rubbed his head as McGee snickered "What were you thinking?! Taking a paperclip off her desk without asking? You know she can kill-"

He stopped as Gibbs walked in. "Hi boss." He said with his trademark smile. The one that made women go weak at the knees, men envy him and children instantly like him, and most importantly, made him get away with everything. Gibbs slapped the back of his head. Well.. almost everything.

"Boss where's Ziva?" Tony asked.

"Getting changed into something a bit more suitable." Gibbs replied briskly sitting at his own desk.

Tony pouted a little and Adam walked to Tony's desk and sat down, making himself comfortable.

Tony walked over to his desk. Adam. Tony glared at him.

Adam stood up. "Aw yeah."

Tony said nothing as Adam walked half way across the bullpen. Tony coughed and gestured to his desk.

"Huh" Adam said as he walked back to Tony's desk and unsuccessfully began stuffing the wrappers into his pockets, causing them to spill onto the floor. He began to pick them off the floor.

McGee and Gibbs smirked from behind their desks.

Tony sighed. "Just leave it."

Adam shrugged and dropped all the wrappers he had collected back onto the floor, he walked across the bullpen again.

"Erm, Jethro?" he asked with a grin.

Gibbs smirk widened as Tony tried to hold back his laughter with a cough.

"There's a desk behind McGee.. Adam."


Tony stood up suddenly.

"That's it!" He shouted. "Where is she?!"

McGee looked up from his paperwork warily.

He sighed. "What is it now Tony?"

Tony turned to face McGee. "Ziva!" he said.

"What about her?" McGee asked.

"She's been gone for ages! It doesn't take that long to get changed!"

"She might be with Abby." McGee said with a shrug.

"I just rang the lab! She isn't!" Tony said exasperated.

"Why do you wanna know where she is anyway?" McGee asked raising his eyebrows with a smirk.

Tony sat down a little flustered. "Because Probie.. We have a lot of paperwork to do. You see how Gibbs very conveniently has to see the Director?"

"Well, we have an extra pair of hands!"

"We do?" Tony questioned, then he stood up. "We do!"

"Adam?" he called. "Adam!"

He groaned and walked to the desk behind McGee's.

"Ad-" he stopped.

Adams desk was empty. He turned to McGee.

"PROBIE! Where's Adam?" He asked.

McGee shrugged. "No idea."

Brainwave. He bit back a smile as Tony dragged himself back to his desk

"So.." McGee said slyly "No Ziva.. and no Adam.."

Tony looked up. "Are you seriously suggesting what I think you're suggesting?" Tony questioned.

"What?" McGee asked, feigning innocent.

"I gotta use the head." Tony mumbled and stalked out of the bullpen.

McGee grinned.


Tony put his hand on the handle to the mens toilet to open the door then froze.

He heard a crash.

Then Adam's voice.

"Z..iiiiiii..v..aaa" Adam moaned..