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McGee had just finished his lunch and was about to get back to reviewing Doctor Doe when his mind began to wander. The topic he found himself thinking about was the conversation he had with Abby earlier about Tony and Ziva. He had been wondering what Ziva had meant when she asked who was she, but McGee wasn't just thinking about the possibility of them together he was scared of it. One reason was because of the inevitable Gibbs lecture of why we don't break rule 12. Which the more he thought about the more he wondered why. No matter how much the two would try to hide it Gibbs would know, and then Gibbs would get mad. No one was safe when that happens. The fighting would also be unavoidable no matter what couples fight and then never can leave it at home. The other reason and this was the one that would keep him up at night was the pranks. Yes right now the pranks were bad, being SuperGlued to the chair or the desk. Poking a hole in the middle of the sticker on his drink so when he peeled it back it got all over him. Yes they were bad but they were all planned within the few minutes on the rare occasion that he came in after Tony and Ziva in the mornings. Now he started to think of what they could do with the 15 hours of planning time they would have between 5pm and 8am the next day. Because most pranks happened during the time the team didn't have a case he saw himself in between a rock and a hard place. He would either be chasing after murders or being paranoid every time he left his desk. The sad part was the more he thought about it the more comfortable he was with the chasing murders. McGee shivered as his mind began to picture what those two could do with the elevator to exploit his fear of heights. It wasn't until Gibbs walked up and slapped him that he fell back down into reality.

SMACK

"McGee!" Gibbs shouted giving him a look that could stop a wild boar.

"Sorry Boss, the software hasn't completed its data scan yet. We won't be getting any results for at lest another 20 minutes." McGee said seeing the impatient look on Gibbs face. He knew why his boss was in a foul mood. Earlier when they were questioning everyone from the base the two officers were stationed at they came across someone that seemed to have something to hide. His name was Doctor James Doe. He was distant and rude during their questioning and was quick to be defensive as well. He was also not the smartest doctor McGee had meet So when Gibbs and McGee got back Gibbs said to look into the doctors records starting with his bank accounts. This made McGee happy because it gave him a chance to try out a new software program he helped create. What it did was take all records of a persons life from there bank account to their phone call records and break them down to basic mathematical equations. From there it looked for patterns in the data. It was similar to what they use to predict stock market pricing but more specific and more accurate.

Gibbs did not like waiting, be it lines or for some date from a computer he did not like it. He would rather just take everyone who made his gut turn and throw them in jail. After that he would throw all the lawyers who defended them in jail too. With this last thought his head started to cool down and he sat down. He looked at his computer screen and was about to enter his password when he felt it. Someone had something for him and he knew who. He stood up and walked out and around his desk.

"Lets go McGee." Gibbs said as he started to walk towards the elevator.

"But boss I just said..." McGee stopped as he saw his words had absolutely no way of altering Gibbs path. So he stood up and ran to catch up. When they turned to get in an elevator. They were meet with a surprise.

The door to the elevator opened with a view of Tony and Ziva. Tony was standing in the middle with a smile bigger then any McGee had ever seen. The real surprise was Ziva, who was almost falling over with laughter. Gibbs stopped for a second and then walked into the elevator causing Ziva to try and stop as she was having a hard time with not laughing.

"Since when was being late so fun David?" Gibbs asked now facing McGee who was still standing and looking into the elevator.

"Sorry Boss traffic. Will not happen again." Tony replied. McGee noticed that Tony's smile got bigger as he said that.

"You coming McGee?" Gibbs asked looking at his junior agent and taking a sip of his coffee.

"Yea Boss...." McGee said slowly as he stepped into the elevator. He looked at Tony then Ziva and finally back to Tony. The doors closed and they started to descend.

"What's wrong Probie? Afraid the elevator will snap under your weight? We are a long way up." Tony said the last part and his happy smile turned into a evil one. This caused McGee to swallow in a nervous style.

"I was wondering why we are going down to Abby's lab. Boss I told you we wont have anything yet." The doors of the elevator opened and they started walking to the lab entrance. McGee was still talking as they entered. "We won't be seeing any results until at lest 4."

"What have you got for me Abby." Gibbs shouted interrupting McGee.

"It's about time Gibbs. I was afraid we were losing our connection" Abby was by a table sealing evidence.

"Some people were late" Gibbs said walking over to her.

Abby placed the seal sticker on the bag and then walked over to her computer. "I got results from our Patter Identification Scan or PIS maybe. What did you call it again McGee? Never mind but you two were right our doctor has been doing something. And I think I know what."

"What?" Gibbs replied.

"Well every time this happens" Abby points to a line of data on her screen. "We see a increase in our doctors bank account."

"Every time what happens?" This time Tony was the one who asked the question

"O boy. It's every time his base gets its new shipment of medical drugs." McGee said." Looks like our doctor was running a back door pharmacy."

"I also found a consent movement of money here. But the weird thing is a couple of days after we have no deposit or a large deposit. No patter was found by the computer but I found the steaks." Abby said as she highlighted a group of numbers.

"The steaks? Don't you mean the money Abby?" Ziva asked with a tone that told everyone she was lost.

Tony smiled and started to explain. "No she means our doctor was gambling. See here he takes out 5000 dollars on the first week of every month and then 3 days later if he wins we see a deposit. Wow 75000 on that one that's 5 to 1 odds" Tony whistled as he thought about all that money.

"Sadly our lucky doctor did not stay that way see here a month later. He takes out not just his winnings but more. A total of 150000 dollars and we still haven't seen a deposit." Abby said this in a tone that made them all think the same question. Who has that much cash on them for 5 days?

"That's three days before the robbery." Ziva said as it dawned on her and the rest of the team.

"So our guy goes after the fighters and not his bookie when he loses?" Tony asked aloud. "Not the smartest move. If he is afraid of his bookie it most likely means he had protection. That would point towards organized crime. But still why both fighters? Why not just the one that lost him his money? "

"Because he wasn't planning on losing." Gibbs said as he walked out. "Good jobs Abby he added as he walked out. When he got to the elevator he shouted "McGee!"

McGee jumped and ran to the elevator getting in just as it closed.

Tony started to laugh as he saw McGeek run towards Gibbs. He first looked over to Ziva who had cracked a smile and then to Abby who was smiling at them.

"What is it Abby?" Tony asked.

"So how was lunch you two?"

Ok the team is back on the case. Well maybe not Abby seems she has something else in her mind. But here is the next chapter of Fight Club. Hope it's still gripping your interest. If not let me know what I am lacking I love to hear from my readers. So with that please once again R&R and here is your

Food For Thought

Every morning I wake up and go for a run. After that I make my breakfast which consists of honeycomb and maybe some toast. What one thing should I change about my morning routine?