I want to give a big thanks for all the reviews. I like getting reviews about things that you don't like, (well okay, actually I don't. it makes me sad, but still..) it makes me a better writer I think.

You can probably see a lot of this is about Aubree, not just the rest of the team. If you don't like the character, then don't read. Honestly I write this for myself, and if other people like it too then that's great.

And thank you 10000000000 times to Meilea2010 , prettykitty473 , and .NCIS. for continuing to review more than once! Of course, thanks to others for the reviews, but those in particular are continuing to follow and review. (:

Okay, on with the story!

Monday, October 11th, 2010

"Mission to Mars? Mission to MARS? You think THAT'S the best movie of all time? Damn probie, you really need to get out more. Better yet, just stick to being a genius on computers." Tony said to his partner McGee as they exited the elevator.

"Oh okay. Since you're the genius about movies, what is your favorite?" McGee asked.

McGee waited for a moment and noticed Tony wasn't saying anything. "Tony?"

McGee looked over to see Tony's mouth open and his eyes squinted in a confused face, finger pointed forward. McGee's eyes followed Tony's finger to see Aubree's desk moved in between McGee and Tony's.

Tony and McGee exchanged glances.

"Um what do you think you're doing?" Tony asked walking over toward her.

"Well, I didn't like being in the corner all alone. It's more... cozy over here." Aubree said smiling.

Tony laughed a little and looked at her. "This is a joke right? You're not actually staying here?"

Aubree frowned; a little hurt that Tony didn't want her there. "No… it's not a joke."

"Okay no no no no NO. I like having my DiNozzo space, and with you here my DiNozzo space is limited!"

"Well gee that's just too bad isn't it?" Tony glared at her, and Aubree glared back.

"Well if it makes you feel better, I like the new desk arrangements Aubree." McGee said smiling at her.

"Thank you McGee. It's nice that someone is nice around here."

"Oh shut up McKissUp. You're just saying that so she'll sleep with you again!"

"Oh why Tony? Are you jealous?" Aubree said cutting in.

"Jealous? Jealous? JEALOUS? Hahahahahaha…..No." Tony said.

"Oh right… you have Ziva. My bad."

"Would you two shut up already?" Gibbs said entering the bull pen with his coffee gripped in his hand.

Aubree and Tony both glared at each other again and sat down at their desks.

Gibbs looked over to see Ziva's empty desk. "Where's Ziva?" he asked the three agents adjacent from him. All three shrugged.

"McGee, find her." Gibbs said heading upstairs to MTAC.

Aubree frowned as Gibbs disappeared.

"What? I know you're not that unhappy about Ziva not being here." Tony asked.

"No. It's not that." Aubree said still frowning.

"Then what?" Tony asked confused.

"Gibbs didn't say anything about the desk!"

Tony smirked. "You'll soon come to learn that Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs is a man with few words."

"Yeah." Aubree said. "I've noticed."

Gibbs slipped into MTAC with his coffee and headed down to the front row of seats.

"Morning." Gibbs said sitting down next to the director.

"Good morning Jethro." Jenny said staring at the screen infront of her.

Gibbs looked at the screen and saw Ziva at an airport. He sipped some of his coffee and looked over at her, not saying a word.

Jenny looked back and smiled a little. "Shes doing an undercover op for me."

"Yeah, you were going to tell me about this right?"

Jenny smirked. "I was debating it."

"Yeah well it would of been nice to know considering I have my team downstairs looking for her."

"Well you found her didn't you?"

Gibbs looked at her and tried to read her eyes. He hated when she used that damn sarcasm on him. He stood up and headed for the door leaving his coffee behind.

Jenny smiled and picked it up from the cup holder. "Thank you Jethro." She said taking a sip, even though he was already gone.

"Boss she's not answering her cell and I can't trace it for some reason." McGee said as Gibbs walked in the bull pen.

"I know."

"Yeah sorry, I'll try- wait what? You know?"

"Yeah. Doing on OP for the director." Gibbs sat down at his desk. He looked up to see his three agents sitting at their desks, in a line. Tony stood up and walked over to Gibbs.

"Great, now that we know where little miss ninja is, can you please explain to Aubree that we have certain ways we do things here at NCIS and moving desks around without prior authorization is strictly prohibited?" Tony finished and looked at Aubree. She glared at him.

"Nah, I like the arrangement."

"Thank you bos- wait...you like it?" Tony said sounding mad.

"Yeah DiNozzo, now it'll be easier for me to hit both of you at the same time."

McGee chuckled from over at his desk, and Gibbs gave a rare, small smile. Just then, Gibbs phone started ringing. He flipped open his phone and said, "Yeah, Gibbs."

Tony stomped back to his desk looking at Aubree the whole time. As he walked by her desk, his hand 'accidently' slipped over and knocked her container of pens and pencils on the ground.

"Hey!" she snorted.

"Oops. My bad." Tony said sliding down into his seat smiling.

Aubree rolled her eyes and bent down to pick up the writing essentials.

"Grab your gear." Gibbs said closing his phone. "Assaulted marine found dead on base in Quantico."

The team immediately grabbed their things and started heading to the elevator. As they all got in, Aubree looked at Tony and glared, something he was getting a lot lately from her.

"This isn't over DiNozzo."

"You got that right Gibson." Tony smirked as the elevator doors closed.

"Well. This is attractive." Tony said snapping a photo of the dead marine tied up to her bed. She was wearing a blue and white flower bikini, which was stained with red from the blood that was also present.

"You think this is attractive?" Gibbs said.

"Well." Aubree chimed in. "At least now we know what turns him on. Tie yourself up to a bed in a bikini and it doesn't matter if you're alive or not, Tony will try to hit on you."

Tony glared at her. He did notice though that Aubree hadn't of sounded as sarcastic as she did earlier. She was still sarcastic, but not as she had been ever since they had gotten to the house.

Gibbs bent down beside the bed to examine the girl closer, ignoring the two high schoolers he had on the team. Damn, they were really starting to annoy him. Gibbs wished Ziva were here. It was weird, whenever Ziva and Tony were together Aubree wasn't as smart mouthed as when Ziva wasn't here. He really hoped Aubree wasn't falling for his senior field agent. Oh God, he really hoped. Partly because he knew there was no way in hell Tony would choose Aubree over Ziva. Well, he might sleep with her because that's the kind of guy DiNozzo is, but no long relationship type thing. And he didn't want to see the newbie get hurt. And with the whole Tony and Ziva thing? Gibbs wasn't stupid. He could tell there was something between those two. Gibbs thoughts were interrupted by Ducky walking in behind him.

"Poor, poor girl." Ducky said. "Horrid way to die, don't you agree Jethro?" the old man asked.

"Yeah Duck. I do."

Ducky began looking her over for a moment. "Well. From what I can tell, this young lady died from lack of oxygen in the lungs."

"The bruises?" Gibbs said pointing to the black and blue spots on the body.

"Yes well, she was probably beaten before."

"Sexual assault?"

"Most likely. Won't know anything for sure until I get her back." Ducky continued.

"Wait." McGee cut in confused. "She died from drowning? In bed?"

"Yeah well, that would explain the bathing suit." Tony said sarcastically.

Tony expected for Aubree to make some stupid remark but she didn't. Instead she was just looking out the window of the house.

"Whoever did this knew what he was doing." Gibbs determined standing up from the squatting position he had been in. "McGee, Aubree pack up the equipment. Tony finish up with the pictures. Duck, we'll meet you and Palmer back at office."

Later on back at the office, Ziva had just returned back from her OP. The team was at their desks trying to get information on their dead marine. Her name was Samantha Renolls.

"Sooo.. Zi-va." Tony said looking at her from his desk. She stopped typing and looked over at him. "Wanna tell us where you were this morning?"

"The director asked me to do something for her. That is all Tony."

"Umm.. like an operation? Yeah. Kinda want details."

"Yes well if I remember correctly, I am not the only way that held in information about an op they were on for the director yes?" she stated back.

Tony glared at her as she had brought up the past. Something Tony wasn't too fond of doing. He sighed and his fingers got back to work on his computer. However, his brain was in a totally different place. He was thinking about many different things. Thanks to Ziva, he was now thinking about Jeanne. He was also thinking about how weird Aubree had acted earlier at the house. And of course, his sexual part of his brain was going as it always was. This time he was picturing Ziva in tight shorts, with a black tight shirt, and a ski mask. Ahhh..

"DiNozzo!" Gibbs yelled. Apparently this was the third time Gibbs had called his name. Crap. Tony thought.

"Uhh… ya boss?"

"Got anything?"

"Besides three overdue bills, dead plants all in my front yard, and a bed that has only been slept in by me for the past 6 weeks, no boss. Nothing."

Gibbs looked at the other three agents, and all of their faces implied they had nothing either. Gibbs headed down to the elevator, hoping Ducky had had better luck than his team.