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'So what do you think of him?' Gisella asked, as she tried on her dress.

'I like him; he's Italian, not cheesy, everything that you would ever need.' Gisella smiled at Bonnie who winked at Becky. 'And he has a rather stable body.' The three of them laughed as Gisella walked out of the change room. 'Ellie, you look hot!' Gisella laughed before giving Bonnie a hug.

'I missed you both so much.' The three got into another hug-a-thon before getting serious. 'So what do you really think about him?'

'Does he make you happy?' Bonnie asked smiling when Gisella nodded.

'Does he do romantic things for you?' Becky asked, smiling when Gisella nodded again.

'Does he make you happy?' Gisella blushed and elbowed Bonnie as she looked at her reflection in the mirror.

'Does he respect you?' Gisella smiled as she made her way back into the change room.

'Of course he does.'

'Then, we give our permission,' Becky and Bonnie said at the same time. Gisella walked out with the tag off of the dress in her hands, and her previous clothes hung over her arm.

'Let's go, we have somewhere to be in five minutes.' Bonnie shook her head.

'Shoes.'

'DiNozzo, let's go, she's downstairs!' Gibbs shouted in the doorway of the lounge room the team shared. Gibbs turned around at the feeling of somebody tapping him on the shoulder.

'I've been ready for ten minutes boss, we're waiting on Probie.'

'Elf lord!' Timothy McGee dropped his phone as he jumped walking towards the door.

'Coming boss, Abby was just telling me about something.' A raised eyebrow was all he got in reply. 'right, hanging up.'

'Ellie, what exactly are you doing?' Bonnie asked as Gisella placed her hand over her mouth taking deep controlled breaths at the same time.

'Ellie, are you okay?' Gisella shook her head, dropped the bags in her hand, jumped out of her stilettoes and ran for a bathroom. Becky ran after her as Bonnie grabbed her stuff and continued standing there, waiting for the MCR team.

'Bonnie, where is Gisella?' Tony asked when they arrived.

'Bathroom,' she barely uttered before tilting her head sideways and frowning. 'Scratch that, she's just there.' Everybody turned around and saw Gisella and Becky walking towards them, Gisella looked a little pale but nobody else would have been able to tell she had just been sick.

'You okay?' Tony asked wrapping his arm around her waist.

'Yeah, I must have eaten something earlier on today.'

'Ah, boss we have a problem.' A quirk of the Gibbs eyebrow was the only response McGee got in return. 'Gisella is going to have to make the arrest.' Tony looked up from his work at his computer as did Ziva.

'Why Elflord?'

'Abby's evidence points to Peto.'

'Rhythm, what are you doing here?' Peto asked as he saw Gisella standing in front of the MCR team. She took a step towards him taking a deep breath.

'Peto,' another deep breath. 'You are under arrest on behalf of the American government in cooperation with the Brazilian government.' He laughed and attacked. Five minutes later Peto found himself lying on the ground as several machetes were pointed at Gisella and the team.

'Why did you do it Peto?' Gisella asked as she limped up to him, cuffs in her hands.

'They stole all my women, that American trash came here, whinging that they had recently put their life on the line for the country whilst out at sea while I put my life on the line on a regular basis just trying to keep my family safe. I'm sorry it had to come to this Gisella.' He nodded and several guns went off.

'what a pity that my entourage is better equipped than yours.' She whispered in his ear as she tightened up the cuffs. 'enjoy prison.'