"This guy looks kinda familiar," McGee wondered aloud, staring at the sketch Abby compiled of the man who attacked Ziva.
"Well, of course he does, McGee," Tony snapped, exasperated. "You've been staring at his picture for the last hour."
McGee shook his head. "It's not just that."
"Then what is it, McGee? Who is this guy?"
"That's the thing, Tony," McGee said, finally turning to look at his colleague. "He looks like Voldemort."
Tony rolled his eyes. "This isn't one of your video games, McElfLord."
"I'm serious, Tony."
"So, here's the thing, McGee," Tony began, as if he were explaining something to a rather dense two-year-old, "Voldemort only exists in movies. Though, I have to say, Maggie Smith's McGonagall knocked it out of the park. Gave me chills. And Alan Richman! Anyway, point is, he's not real. So unless you have anything to contribute to this investigation other than crazy..."
McGee glared at him.
"And besides, can you imagine trying to convince Boss, the technophobe who uses hand tools to build a boat in his basement, that our bad guy is..." Tony trailed off, wincing inwardly. "He's right behind me, isn't he."
Gibbs didn't say a word. He simply whacked the back of Tony's head and strode over to his desk. After rummaging around in one of his drawers for a moment, he threw a set of keys to Tony.
"Got a body, Boss?"
Gibbs shook his head, taking a swig of his coffee. "Nope. Bookstore."
"Boss?"
"Bookstore, DiNozzo! Go find a copy of those books with Voldy-whatsit!"
"The Harry Potter books?" McGee asked, at the same time Tony questioned, "You believe McGeek?"
Gibbs scowled at him.
"I'm going, I'm going!" Tony cried, grabbing his bag and running for the elevators.
If this wasn't the weirdest case they'd investigated, he didn't know what was.
Okay, so here's the newest dose of randomness. Hope you enjoyed it.
Anywho, thanks to Branchkk for the ideas. I feel the need to report they have mutated into a hundred different ways to take this story, most of which are rather intriguing… so thank you. And stay tuned.
And now I get to do my favorite broken-record part: please review. please review. please review.
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