Disclaimer- A poem:

I do not own
The show NCIS
It makes me sad
But I'll do my best

To manipulate
The characters
In to situations
That are not bores

Like going to the zoo
With Pee Hands
All hyped up on
Dancers of Can-can?

Let's not go there
Tis not part of the story
I'm going to stop now
Before my rhymes kill you and I have to make it look like an accident and that's quite gory?

Okay. Wow. That was odd.

McGee had been told by ducky that he should go home and rest, and McGee wasn't about to disagree. But, there was one problem. He did not have his keys. Or a car for that matter.

Thank goodness Abby wasn't angry with him anymore. He had gone through his desk and found three dollars for bus fare and gone to Abby's house. He knew that she kept a spare key underneath a Venus Fly Trap on her porch. He removed the key and opened the door to her house.

Her house had a nice smell. It was a sort of mixture between lemons, vanilla and coffee. The house was dark and although McGee had been over at her house a lot she had just rearranged everything and he found it hard to get around. After stumbling over a few things he found her futon and lay down on it.

All was well for a few moments until he heard the pitter patter of little paws on the ground. Abby's dog must be up. He decided, But wait… Abby didn't have a dog…

McGee fell out of the futon and spotted a Labrador walking around. McGee looked at the door, it was wide open.

He made his way up to the dog and looked at it's tag, the dog lived down the street.

McGee took the dog by the collar and led it outside to her neighbors house where it lived.

"Who are you?" Asked the elderly lady.

"I'm Tim McGee. I found your dog." The old lady just glared at him.

"You came out of Abigail's house. Abigail does not have a boyfriend. Nobody lives with Abigail." It was then that from the lady's porch a rock hard muffin was launch right at McGee.

He ran off leaving the dog with the old lady. From Abby's house he watched as the lady went back inside. He closed the door and prepared to get some shut eye.

McGee was only asleep for a few minutes when eh heard police sirens. They stopped right outside the house and this made him curious.

Then there was a crash and three police smashed down Abby's down, their guns drawn.

"Your under arrest for breaking and entering" one of the police handcuffed McGee and lead him to a car.

"Robensont? Will you call the owner and let them know?" The arresting officer questioned.

"Yes, sir!" Was Robensont's quick reply.

TBC…