MCGEE

"Well, that was an anticlimax."

Gibbs turned round and glared, and Tim wished he'd kept his mouth shut.

"You try, McGee."

"Me, Boss? But if it didn't open for you, then why would it open-"

"Just do it."

He sounded exasperated, and McGee decided it was best to obey. He really didn't want to. Using an iris scanner on a door that had appeared for no reason seemed like a good way of losing an eyeball or something - it was just creepy. At least Gibbs had tried it himself first.

Tim approached the door gingerly, still half expecting it to spring open and for... something to appear. But no. It behaved exactly as a door should, as long as he ignored the fact that it seemed to have made its way into the building all by itself.

He stood in front of the iris scanner, trying to ignore the urge to blink or flee or look away. There was a quiet bleep as the machine did its thing and then... nothing.

He shrugged and stepped away, almost relieved.

Abby took a step forward. "My turn!"

"Who else is still here?" asked Gibbs.

Another beep, no open door.

McGee thought for a second. "Uh, I think Ducky is still around."

Gibbs gave him a sharp nod. "Go find him."

Just for a moment, Tim considered asking why, but Gibbs really didn't look in the mood. With a glance behind at Abby, who seemed to be trying both eyes and tilting her head to ever more peculiar angles, he scuttled off to the lift.