Hope you all like this chapter as well as the others!
Still do NOT own NCIS.
"Okay, he definitely has some problems", Annie said, walking through the living-room.
"What, why?"
"Cause he came into the bar twice today and he's saying weird stuff!"
"Calm down, everything is fine, he doesn't know", her best friend Sarah, who sat on the couch, said.
"Who doesn't know what?" Walking in the room, she just catched a few words from the girls conversation. Even though she could already think of the person they were talking about, but the second part of the more important.
She wore black, skinny jeans, no problem with her good body, and a pair of black high heels. Also she wore a white top, and a short black blazer over it. And else? Else she looked the way she always had looked - great. Or in other words: She always looked like her, Kate.
"Tony. Telling me about him, you might've forgot to mention that he is crazy", Annie said a little desperate and really confused about her conversation with him.
"Okay, but the second part? The he doesn't know what part, I mean."
"Doesn't know about you."
"Why me", the ex federal agent asked.
"Well because that is what we were so afraid of in that case? Remember? The chance of them finding out about everything."
"They won't find out, Annie", Kate tried to calm her down.
The whole situation was hard to explain, but there was no need to explain it anyway, since nobody was allowed to find out.
"But what if they want me to go to NCIS again? I can't go there again, pretending that I don't know what happened to Ray, or who his enemy was, when I do know it!"
After his random conversation with Annie, and his thoughts in his bed, he fell asleep. Waking up the next morning, he was glad that he didn't have to go to work. After all it was Saturday, a day to relax.
After getting up, Tony decided to go into his living-room to watch TV. But he forgot to take a closer look on his watch, and at first he was confused there was no good show on TV, until he realized that it was six in the morning.
How the hell could he be up that early?
Not interested in watching infomercials at all, he went into the kitchen to get some food. But after a short look into the fridge he noticed that he didn't have food at home. But spending his money in some restaurant? In the early morning?
Well, there was one place to go right now...
"You know, after I took a closer look, the way the Petty Officer died doesn't look like suicide at all", Ducky started his explanation to Gibbs. The only thing between the elder men was the dead body of Petty Officer Sprouse.
"What should a shot in the head look like then, an accident?"
"Well, Jethro, the happening is quite a few years ago, but you definitely remember it crystal clear."
"What happening", Gibbs asked, looking at Ducky with that strict and interested look he'd always have, when Ducky didn't tell him some boring long story he wasn't interested in hearing.
"Remember the day you've been on that roof, chasing Ari..."
Gibbs took a deep breath. "Kate."
Ducky only nodded.
"You think it was some sort of revenge from someone from the Mossad?"
"I only am the pathologist, you're the federal agent."
"Gibbs, why do you need me?", Ziva asked when entering the NCIS office area.
"Is there someone who wants to take revenge on us for killing Ari?", Gibbs asked her seriously.
"That is so long ago. Why do you bring that up now?"
"You didn't answer my question."
"No. If anyone would've wanted to take revenge, they'd already done it."
Gibbs didn't say anything.
"Why did you ask?"
"Ducky said the shot in the head the Petty Officer died from doesn't look like suicide."
"I thought we already knew it wasn't suicide", Ziva said, unsure where this conversation would lead them.
"He says it looks like a kind of murderer we've lastly seen years ago."
"Which one?"
Gibbs just sent her a significant look.
"So, what would you do if Tony comes in here again?", Sarah asked, while sitting on one of the stools.
"I might give him another cheese order, Sarah", the brunette said and after pausing she continued, "I'm sorry that you have to lie to your brother."
"It's okay. I prefer lying than us all being killed", McGee's sister answered.
"But still."
"It's all fine, Annie. And if someone should be sorry it's not you."
"Yes it is! Cause I told you the truth."
"Yeah, but we're best friends. You can't keep a secret from me. And I go with you through everything", this made Annie smile a bit.
But still she was sorry, of course she was happy to have her best friend with her in that awful situation, but actually that wasn't what best friends did.
And as if they didn't knew it before, all of sudden Tony showed up at the bar, walking up to the two girls and then sitting next to Sarah.
"You again", Annie greeted him emotionless.
"Yeah, I think this became my favorite place", Tony shortly explained his presence.
"After two different cheese meals?"
"Yes."
"You're weird."
"Do you always say that to customers just because they tell you that they liked it here?"
"Only the ones who all of sudden show up all the time."
"I feel honored. Hey Sarah", Tony looked at the girl next to him, "Would you say that I'm weird?"
"My opinion or my brothers?"
"Both."
"Interesting", Sarah slowly said.
"So?"
Sarah turned away from Tony, to Annie, "Hey An, do I have to answer this question?"
Annie acted like thinking, then said "Well we're not interrogated, and you don't have to answer every question. So no, you don't have to answer this question."
"You girls are scary", Tony said, making the girls smile.
"So, what can I get you?", Annie asked, changing the subject.
"A cheeseburger", Tony ordered, smiling.
"That's what he said?", Kate asked Annie, while the two of them were sitting on the couch.
"Yeah", Annie said frowning, because neither she could believe that he really said that she looked like someone he haven't seen in a while and who was really pretty.
"No, he didn't say that", Kate said, smiling inside.
"Yes he did."
"Well, he must've meant some woman he dated once."
"No, he was clearly meaning you."
"What if not?"
"C'mon, we both know he was talking about you."
"How can you tell, Annie?"
"Because he saw you in the forest."
"Alright, let's say he meant me. What about it? What if he thinks I'm pretty."
Annie just smiled, thinking of all the stories Kate had told her about Tony and her.
Her favorite stories was the one where Tony had the plague. Too bad that they never actually got the chance to be together...
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