"And this bad boy – " Abby started, showing off her lab equipment
with pride. "Gibbs! I was just showing Harrison Ford around my lab."
"Please," Harry pleaded. "It's Harry."
"Harrison Ford," Gibbs began, met with a disgusted look from Harry. "You are under arrest for the possession of false identification, impersonating an attorney, and lying to a law enforcement officer."
"What? What is this?" Harry yelled as Gibbs wrestled his wrists into cuffs.
"You have the right to remain silent. Should you give up this right, anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law," Gibbs continued, unfazed.
"Boss, what's going on?" Tony asked, alarmed.
"Harrison Ford does not exist in the states of Maryland or Virginia. He has no driver's license and he has not taken the bar exam."
"What?" Harry exclaimed. "What are you talking about?"
"Mr. Ford, you have the right to have an attorney present during questioning – "
"I am an attorney!"
"Not according to the state," Gibbs declared.
"Look, I know my rights, okay? I just want to know what's going on."
"I told you, Ford. Now hand over your driver's license."
"That's really hard with handcuffs on, Agent Gibbs," Harry said sarcastically. He probably wasn't helping himself with his attitude, but he was tired, angry, and confused.
"Fine, let me help you," Gibbs grunted through clenched teeth as he forcefully turned Harry around and dug in his pockets. Finding the license, he handed it to a surprised Abby. "Check that, Abs. We need to prove it's false."
"It's not!"
"Ford, I suggest you exercise your right to remain silent before I help you with that, too!" Harry glared at Gibbs sullenly but took the advice. Gibbs glared back.
"Wow, he can stand up to Gibbs' death stare," Tony whispered to Kate.
"DiNozzo!" Gibbs reached over with one hand and whacked Tony's head. Harry's eyes widened. He had just seen that recently, very recently.
Memories came flooding back. Falling onto his couch watching TV, some crime drama called...oh, what was it called? Navy CSI? Navy...something...Navy NCIS! That was it. Falling asleep...waking up to unbelievable pain...passing out on the couch...waking up on the park bench.
"Am I dead?" Harry whispered to no one in particular.
"You will be if you tell us any more lies," Gibbs growled.
"Gibbs, DiNozzo...oh, what's the other one's name?" Harry muttered, unaware of his surroundings. "Taylor...Thompson...To...To...Todd! Kate Todd!"
"How'd you know my name?" Kate asked.
Harry didn't answer her. "This is...this is unbelievable! I'm actually in a TV show," he exclaimed softly.
"What's he talking about, Kate?" Tony asked.
"How should I know? He's your friend," Kate replied.
"Hey, I just met him this morning," Tony defended himself.
Just then, Harry spoke in volumes they didn't have to strain to hear. Realizing what he had been saying, he called out clearly, "I think I'm crazy."
"Please," Harry pleaded. "It's Harry."
"Harrison Ford," Gibbs began, met with a disgusted look from Harry. "You are under arrest for the possession of false identification, impersonating an attorney, and lying to a law enforcement officer."
"What? What is this?" Harry yelled as Gibbs wrestled his wrists into cuffs.
"You have the right to remain silent. Should you give up this right, anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law," Gibbs continued, unfazed.
"Boss, what's going on?" Tony asked, alarmed.
"Harrison Ford does not exist in the states of Maryland or Virginia. He has no driver's license and he has not taken the bar exam."
"What?" Harry exclaimed. "What are you talking about?"
"Mr. Ford, you have the right to have an attorney present during questioning – "
"I am an attorney!"
"Not according to the state," Gibbs declared.
"Look, I know my rights, okay? I just want to know what's going on."
"I told you, Ford. Now hand over your driver's license."
"That's really hard with handcuffs on, Agent Gibbs," Harry said sarcastically. He probably wasn't helping himself with his attitude, but he was tired, angry, and confused.
"Fine, let me help you," Gibbs grunted through clenched teeth as he forcefully turned Harry around and dug in his pockets. Finding the license, he handed it to a surprised Abby. "Check that, Abs. We need to prove it's false."
"It's not!"
"Ford, I suggest you exercise your right to remain silent before I help you with that, too!" Harry glared at Gibbs sullenly but took the advice. Gibbs glared back.
"Wow, he can stand up to Gibbs' death stare," Tony whispered to Kate.
"DiNozzo!" Gibbs reached over with one hand and whacked Tony's head. Harry's eyes widened. He had just seen that recently, very recently.
Memories came flooding back. Falling onto his couch watching TV, some crime drama called...oh, what was it called? Navy CSI? Navy...something...Navy NCIS! That was it. Falling asleep...waking up to unbelievable pain...passing out on the couch...waking up on the park bench.
"Am I dead?" Harry whispered to no one in particular.
"You will be if you tell us any more lies," Gibbs growled.
"Gibbs, DiNozzo...oh, what's the other one's name?" Harry muttered, unaware of his surroundings. "Taylor...Thompson...To...To...Todd! Kate Todd!"
"How'd you know my name?" Kate asked.
Harry didn't answer her. "This is...this is unbelievable! I'm actually in a TV show," he exclaimed softly.
"What's he talking about, Kate?" Tony asked.
"How should I know? He's your friend," Kate replied.
"Hey, I just met him this morning," Tony defended himself.
Just then, Harry spoke in volumes they didn't have to strain to hear. Realizing what he had been saying, he called out clearly, "I think I'm crazy."