The Idiom: Jump the Gun


"I do not understand why Gibbs is mad at me," Ziva David stated loudly from the corner of the elevator as her partner entered on his way to Abby's lab with an evidence bag.

Anthony DiNozzo, having been ordered not to talk to the Mossad Officer by a higher, scarier power, remained silent.

He felt her evil, killer stare boring into his back. Probably burning through his soul.

"I did nothing wrong."

"You ruined the interrogation!" Tony blurted out.

"In Israel, making a man cry is not considered 'ruining' an interrogation."

"You're in America, Zee-vah," Tony said, glancing at her, "Why do we have to keep telling you that? Did you take Geography as a child, or does Mossad only teach Advanced Hide and Seek?"

Tony cackled with laughter at his own joke.

He suddenly felt her small and wrap around his throat and squeaked.

"There are no cameras in here," she said mildly, threatening him.

"He's mad because he didn't want the suspect to see what you showed him. You played all your cards; now we have nothing. You threw off Gibbs' groove." Tony blurted.

"Gibbs does not have a groove."

"Fine, you messed up his plan," Tony rolled his eyes. "Plus, you're not allowed to bite suspects."

"I did not!" Ziva protested, jerking her hand away from Tony's neck and retreating to the corner Gibbs had ordered her to stay in. The elevator halted to a stop and Tony quickly flicked the emergency stop, not wanting to be caught talking to the Officer-in-the-doghouse.

"There are teeth marks on his ear that weren't there before," Tony pointed out.

Ziva shut her mouth and glared daggers at the back of his Italian head.

"I do not think I did a bad thing," she said through gritted teeth, "I resent being banished to the elevator. He knows we are onto him now, and now he has to sit there---"

"You jumped the gun, Ziva!" shouted Tony, turning to glare at her. He looked panicked. "Stop questioning me, stop complaining! You'll get me in trouble!"

"I did not even have my gun!" Ziva shouted back, ignoring him, "And I would not jump over it in an interrogation, what would the benefit, TONY?" she demanded.

Tony flicked the emergency switch on, fed up.

"I didn't mean you jumped over it, Ziva, I meant you went to fast or…argh!"

He all but shrieked as the elevator door slid open to revel someone, waiting.

Leroy Jethro Gibbs glared at him lividly.

He pointed at Ziva.

"Were you talking to her?" he asked.

Tony whimpered. Ziva leaned back against the elevator and smirked.