Chapter Eleven: McGee
With their ATF counterparts flying in later that night, Team Gibbs buzzed with some sort of anticipatory energy. Going without saying, that energy buzzed almost tangibly when McGee found his own present inside a desk drawer.
Everyone gathered around his desk and grinned as their computer geek unwrapped a genuine antique smoking pipe.
"Oh, wow," he breathed, studying the inscription and decorative carvings of horses and knights from a long ago world. "It's amazing."
"Yeah, it is," Tony agreed, amazed by it as much as the others. What he didn't realize was that the others were watching him, all of them well aware of Tony's acting ability.
"So, it is Tony," JD sighed slightly.
"Yeah, but he doesn't know that we're on to him," Abby reminded him as she added McGee's picture to the whiteboard set up in her lab and put a picture of McGee's new pipe up there as well. "I think we should wait to see what he's gonna do about Boss and Chris. Them and Tony are the only ones who don't have a gift, yet."
"I think we should get Rookie somethin', 'specially since, ya know, he's the one behind everything," Buck suggested. "Think we'll ever figure out who the accomplice is?"
"Maybe," Nathan frowned. It would bug them all, he knew, until they found out who the other half of the team was.
"What do you suggest we get Brother Tony, Sister?" Josiah rumbled from beside the silently musing Chris.
"I don't know, but you guys're going to be in town, right?" Abby chewed her lip thoughtfully. "You guys can scope out what we can get him and let the rest of us know what you find." She really didn't like the idea that Tony wouldn't be getting anything for V-Day, even if he was the one who was orchestrating the entire thing.
They'd find the perfect gift for their Serial Valentine. Even if it was the last thing they did.