Chapter 14- I've Seen Happier Days
Gibbs' eyes cracked open slightly. It was morning; he could feel the sunshine on his face, and the dew on his shirt.
He opened his eyes all the way, this wasn't his hut…this wasn't a hut at all. He was lying on one of the outdoor picnic tables.
"How'd I get here?" he mumbled to himself as he sat up.
Whoa! Did he ever have a hangover; he pressed his hand to his head.
He couldn't even remember last night; what happened? Why was he here? And where was his team.
Tony rolled over in his bed. For some reason this morning he felt better, like he had a good nights sleep or something.
He wrapped his arms around the figure next to him.
A loud, almost drunken sailor-like snore emerged. This sound made Tony open his eyes…McGee didn't snore.
He turned the sleeping figure over. It was Ziva.
"You're not McGee!" Tony yelled, almost.
Ziva awakened slightly. Then screamed when she saw Tony staring at her.
"Tony!! What are you doing in my hut?!"
She climbed out of the bed.
Tony coughed awkwardly.
"What?" she asked.
She looked down; she wasn't wearing any clothes, she was stark naked in front of Tony.
"ACK!" she cried, and picked up one of Tony's shirts lying on the floor.
She looked down at the garment.
"This is not my hut, is it?"
Tony nodded.
"Then what am I doing in your hut?!" she cried again.
"I don't know, I don't remember anything after dinner," said Tony, he scratched the top of his head.
"Well, if I'm here…where is McGee?" asked Ziva.
McGee woke up. He didn't recognize his surroundings, and he had no idea how he had ended up here.
Then something shifted beside him; the same thing was pinning his right arm down and half sprawled across his chest. Well, at least her long red hair.
McGee's eyes opened wide in shock.
"Oh crap!" he whimpered quietly.
He tried to pull his arm from under her body.
It wouldn't budge.
"Oh crap."
He pulled even harder and jerked it free.
"Yes!" he yelled. "Oops!"
"TYLER?!" she cried.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" he cried.
He ran out as quickly as he could; gathering up all his stuff and booking it to his hut.
Ducky woke to the sweet smell of lotus blossom scented shampoo. He sighed, it was a lovely smell, he had always enjoyed that smell; it always filled his nostrils every time he hugged Abby.
The thought struck him suddenly. Gibbs didn't have lotus blossom scented shampoo, and he certainly didn't use it, then why did he smell it so strongly?
He opened his eyes to see said lotus blossom snoozing lightly in his arms.
"Oh my…" he mumbled to himself.
Abby rolled over and nestled her head in the crook of his arm.
She opened her eyes and smiled when she saw him looking at her.
"Hi," she said in a raspy morning voice.
"Good morning, this is terribly awkward, but, I don't remember, uh last night," he smiled to hide is embarrassment.
"Me neither, and it's a real shame," said Abby.
"How so?" he looked at her with a puzzled expression.
"I probably had lots of fun." She smiled sweetly at him and he laughed.
She put her hands on either side of his face and pulled his head down to kiss his lips.
"What was that for?" he asked, genuinely flustered.
"For being you," she answered simply.
He smiled and kissed her back.
McGee yanked his boxers and shorts on while running from Robin's quarters. He ran right into his hut.
"McGee!" yelled Ziva.
"Ack!" he cried.
"McGoo!!" screamed Tony. "Where were you?"
"Why is she here?"
"Why are you not wearing a shirt?"
The questions flew.
"I blew it, I blew it so bad, Gibbs is going to fire me, I'm going to be kicked to the curb and be labeled as a sex offender!" cried McGee, almost sobbing while doing so.
"McGee, what did you do?" asked Ziva.
"Yes, McGee," said Tony.
"I woke up this morning in Robin's bed…next to Robin!" he cried.
"You what?" cried ZIva.
"Oh McGee you blew it!" groaned Tony.
"I didn't mean to!"
"That's not the point, Gibbs is going to kill you!"
"What do I do?" asked McGee.
"Run to Canada," said Tony.
"Knowing Gibbs, be probably has jurisdiction there," said Ziva.
"Then Russia!" said Tony.
"I'm dead!" whimpered McGee.
Eddie and Frank were stood at the rendezvous point up the road from the retreat.
"Are you sure he's coming?" asked Frank.
"He said he would," said Eddie as he lit another cigarette.
"By this time all of them should be waking to a pretty strange surprise," Frank rubbed his hand together.
"Might I say that the fall you did at the dance party was extremely helpful?" said Eddie.
"Why thank you, my good man, but the genius behind putting the drug in the punchbowl was quite exceptional on your part," said Frank.
"But it was you who warned the others not to drink the punch," said Eddie.
They shared a sigh of agreement.
A black car zoomed into view. It stopped right in front of the pair.
The window rolled down.
"Welcome to Happy Days, sir!" said Frank cheerfully.
Just then three police cars zoomed past them, heading to the retreat.
"Well, I've seen happier," mumbled Eddie.
TBC