Disclaimer: If Valkyrie-chick and I owned NCIS, would we be writing fanfiction about it? NO!
Song: "The Night Will Only Know" by Garth Brooks
Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Night Will Only Know
"Hey, Jethro, do you remember that one case we had a few months ago?"
"Which one, Tobias?" Gibbs asked, taking another sip of bourbon.
"That Navy lieutenant found in the backstreet. If I recall right, the papers ruled it a suicide, but you figured out it was a homicide."
"Oh, right. Wasn't there a song similar to that case?"
"I think so."
"Should we?"
Fornell shrugged. "If you want to."
Tony and Ziva watched in horror as the ex-Marine and FBI agent made their way for the stage. Any second now their secret would be revealed . . . although Ziva had already blown it with the opening song.
Abby, seeing her two friends' horrified expressions, asked, "What's wrong, guys?"
DiNozzo stammered, "Watch. We're totally busted."
The Gothic forensic scientist's eyes bugged out as she took in what was on stage. "They're not really going to . . ."
"Yes, they are," Ziva said. "And they're probably going to reveal our dirty little secret."
"You would get that one right," the senior field agent at her side muttered.
A heavy drum intro filled the bar moments later. Finally, Fornell's voice accompanied the music—and he was pointing right at DiNozzo and David.
"That night will live forever
Their first time to lie together
They were finally where desire dared them to go
Both belonging to another
But longing to be lovers
Promising each other that the night will only know"
Palmer, Lee, Vance, Ducky, Trent Kort—who had been in the back of the room—and Abby, McGee, and Director Sheppard gave Tony and Ziva shocked and incredulous looks. Neither of them noticed; they were too busy trying to disappear. The fangirls, however, looked ecstatic at the news.
Gibbs laughed to himself as he took over:
"Parked on some old backstreet
They laid down in the back seat
And fell into the fire down below
But they would pay for their deceiving
("Don't we know it," the two guilty agents groaned)
For a deadly web was weaving
Why they picked that spot that evening
Lord, the night will only know"
The two singing team leaders chorused:
"Well, within the innuendos
Just outside the steamy windows
The night was shattered by a woman's scream
Motionless and frightened
The grip of fate had tightened
And with trembling hands they wiped away the steam"
Ziva protested, "I would never—" She broke off when Tony clamped a hand over her mouth, stifling her cry. Whirling on him, she snapped, "Would you please not do that? I just might stab you next time!"
"Shut up!" Abby hissed. "They're starting up again—and you two might want to listen."
Fornell smiled as he added:
"They saw a woman pleading
Stumbling, begging, and retreating
Till she became a victim of her foe
And they watched her fall in silence
To save their own alliance
But the reason for the violence
Just the night will only know"
Leroy Jethro Gibbs joined in with the next part of the case:
"Every paper ran the story
She was stripped of all her glory
And they told exactly how the woman died
Abandoned and forsaken
Too many pills were taken
And they ruled the woman's death a suicide"
Fornell dropped out, leaving the NCIS team leader to lament:
"Bound by their behavior
They could have been her savior
Now guilt becomes the endless debt they owe
But another crime was committed
And it's never been admitted
Have the guilty been acquitted
Lord, the night will only know"
The team—excluding Tony and Ziva—clapped loudly when the song ended. Ziva and Tony didn't: they were about to die from embarrassment.
They stopped when they were slapped upside the head.
"Ow!"
"Come on, guys," Fornell said. Gibbs grinned—which was rare for him—and added, "I just knew it would be perfect. So much history that we never fully investigated."
Ziva's knife hand twitched, and the silver-haired foxes had to jump back in order to avoid being shish-ka-bobbed.
"Knock it off," Director Sheppard and Trent Kort said at the same time, swiftly moving to intercept any retaliating blows.
Franks—who by now was into his sixth drink—moaned, "Get me another beer, Probie."
DiNozzo grinned. "I have a brilliant idea for the next song!"
Every member of the team protested adamantly. Lee wailed, "Not much more karaoke! I can't stand it!"
The guys just exchanged mischievous smiles.
All of the women groaned in despair. Even Devon, Lynne, and Eliza joined in with the female agents' pain.
Eliza said dramatically, "Just save me the trouble, Lord, and kill me now. Just kill me now!"
"Why? You could always contact the American Honky-Tonk Bar Association."
"DiNozzo, two words: Shut. Up."
"Yes, Boss."
And yes, I did mention another song by Garth Brooks. It was too good to pass up. I now hand you over to Valkyrie-chick with another Garth Brooks song, "Beer Run." Wow, is it me, or have we been concentrating on this artist recently?
FYI, my next song will be Abby singing "My Clone Sleeps Alone" by Pat Benatar. Very fitting, don't you think?
Anyway, please review and let me and my very capable co-writer know what you think. Favorite parts would be nice.
