The Lie: I own NCIS!
The Wish: I want to own NCIS!
The Question: Will you buy it for me?
Eighty years from now Tim McGee would look back at this and laugh. He would laugh lots. He would laugh until his eyes popped out and his brain exploded. Then he would laugh at that. But, in situations like this one does not usually find ones self laughing. They find themselves wishing that a) they were invisible and b) Just in general not here.
McGee thought back to the moment he had heard the news.
"Hello?" He answered his phone, cheerfully. Both of the Hiftons were ready to be interrogated by Gibbs - McGee had taken the initiative and gotten everything ready.
"McGee, you'll have to do the interrogations. We Tony, Kate, Abby and I have to take a quick trip to the zoo." Gibbs did not say why and hung up. McGee knew it had something to do with Sunny, no doubt, but what? (Or, he thought to himself, maybe Kate had finally convinced Gibbs that it was really where Tony belonged.) There was no urgency in Gibbs' voice and he could hear Abby and Kate laughing in the background. Were they having fun without him? Well, Maybe Kate and Abby. On the call he thought he might have heard quiet whimpering.
Whatever it was, he didn't care. He was going to do an interrogation! His first! He was quite honored. Even Kate and Tony rarely were allowed.
But which Hifton did he want to do first? That was easy! The one that worked in a chocolate factory. McGee didn't care for the smell of fish, and Gibbs might be back to do that Hifton if he waited.
TBC…