HAPPY GAS
A/N: Hello all, CSIMel here. So here's the latest instalment of 'NCIS the Musical', be prepared, it's crazy! Giggle! If it seems rushed, it's cause it is, I chose to update all three of my stories this weekend before I go on camp. So when I get home, I expect LOTS of reviews! Or else!
"Why'd you decide to call Lurch in, boss?" A nervous McGee asked.
"Not only will we have a home advantage, but we can put a stop to any ridiculous singing!" Gibbs snarled. "If I hear one more song, I'll do something I'll regret!"
McGee swallowed nervously. An angry Gibbs, with him in the line of fire. This wasn't what he'd signed up for.
They walked up to the window of the interrogation room. An anxious Lurch was tapping his fingers on the metal table. Gibbs opened the door, and McGee went to follow him.
"You watch," Gibbs ordered.
McGee took his place on the other side of the mirrored glass.
"Petty officer Lurch," Gibbs said, sitting down.
"Hey, what's the big deal? I've done nothing wrong!" Lurch cried.
"We've got a few questions about your friend, Petty Officer Dermont," Gibbs stated.
"Look, I don't know where he is, I haven't seen him for a few days." Lurch interrupted, "he's probably home with Jenny."
"Dermont is dead," Gibbs said, opening a file containing crime scene shots and placing them in front of Lurch.
"Oh, God!" Lurch said, shoving them away "Travis, dead?"
"We were hoping you'd know something about it," Gibbs said.
"I wish I could help, but I probably know less than you do," Lurch offered apologetically.
"We have evidence of you and Dermont hunting the day of his murder," Gibbs said, clicking a button.
"Hey, look at them birds fighting, it's trying to steal that birds woman!"
"What, you mean like you stole mine!"
"Man, that was once! In college, give it a rest!"
"Yeah, well, old habits die hard."
"Travis, I told you before, I'm not sleeping with Jenny!"
"Fine!"
Gibbs clicked off the tape recorder.
"Can you explain this?" Gibbs demanded.
"Look, with all due respect, Travis can be a little aggressive. I made one mistake in college, and now he's paranoid I'll do it again. I've told him a million times that nothing's going on between me and Jenny, but the man can't seem to let go of a grudge!" Lurch sighed.
"How about this then?" Gibbs asked, clicking on the tape recorder once again.
"What are you doing, Simon? Simon!"
There was static and Gibbs clicked it off. There was a pause and Lurch started tapping nervously.
"I'm waiting for an answer, Lurch," Gibbs voice started to rise.
"He started shooting birds, I got nervous," Lurch said meekly.
"That's got to be the worst excuse I've ever heard!" Gibbs yelled, slamming his fist on the table. He lowered his voice. "Would you like to rethink your answer?"
Lurch sighed.
"Travis started going crazy. He was coming towards me with his riffle and had this weird look in his eyes." Lurch said, "he was unstable, I started to panic."
"So what happened afterwards?" Gibbs asked.
"I kicked him and grabbed his riffle. I went back to the car and told him he could find his own way home." Lurch answered "I just drove off and left him, he knew the area, I was sure he could get home okay."
"I'm sure you did," Gibbs answered, and exited the interrogation room.
"Do you reckon he's guilty, Boss?" McGee asked.
"Do you reckon Kate and Tony will fight today?" Gibbs asked.
McGee took that as a yes.
As they neared the elevator, a very happy FBI Agent Fornell stopped them.
"Gibbs, my favourite NCIS agent!" Fornell said, pumping him arm in a vigorous handshake. "And…" Fornell stared at McGee blankly, "you!"
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Gibbs demanded, a smirk playing on his face.
"Oh, some accident in our lab, something about happy gas, but who really cares!" Fornell started giggling. "Nothing matters when you're happy!"
"Good to know," Gibbs answered, turning his back on the drugged FBI agent.
"You know what, Gibbs," Fornell said, putting his arm around Gibbs' shoulder, "You guys at NCIS have saved my ass so many times, and I want to thank you. You've got to be the bestest friends I ever had. I have to give you something, as a reward…I know a song!"
"God, no!" Gibbs yelled.
I want to be the very best
Like no one ever was
To catch bad guys, is my real test
To train agents is my cause
I will travel across the land
Searching far and wide
Each NCIS agent, to understand
The power that's inside
NCIS
It's you and me
I know it's my destiny
NCIS
You're my best friend
In a world we must defend
NCIS
A heart so true
Our courage will pull us through
You teach me and I'll teach you
NCIS
Gotta catch em all
NCIS!
Every challenge along the way
With courage, we will face
We will battle everyday
To claim our rightful place
Come with me the time is right
There's no better team
Arm in arm, we'll win the fight
It's always been our dream
NCIS
It's you and me
I know it's my destiny
NCIS
You're my best friend
In a world we must defend
NCIS
A heart so true
Our courage will pull us through
You teach me and I'll teach you
NCIS
Gotta catch em all
NCIS!
Gibbs pushed McGee into the elevator and quickly closed the door.
"What the hell was that?" Gibbs cried, rubbing his forehead.
"I believe that was the tune of the theme song to a popular cartoon, 'Pokemon', Sir," McGee spoke up. He stared at the glaring face of Gibbs. "Don't ask me how I know that,"
"I wasn't going to, McGee." Gibbs said.
This was going to be a long case.
A/N: Chuckle, how do you like dem' apples? Remember, click-click bottom right to review.