Title: A Surprise for Gibbs
Author: T'PeeJ
Rating: teen/Not humor that is for sure.
Spoiler: post Twilight
Summary: Gibbs is after that bastard and he is ready for any thing tonight, almost.
Notes: On LJ, I also belong to Doctor Who 100 and one of the challenges was Sherlock Holmes. I couldn't think of anything, but as I was going to sleep one night, this idea for NCIS popped in to my head. This story now has two endings. The one I first wrote and then the one that I thought of later. You pick which ending you like. Cuz I couldn't figure out which one to use.
Disclaimer: These characters belong to DPB, CBS, Paramount, et al. No copyright infringement is intended.

Gibbs had followed Ari into a warehouse. The place looked like it hadn't been used in years. It had lots of dark places that bastard could be hiding in.

Gibbs had the flashlight out within seconds of entering the building and he checked everywhere. He was going to get that bastard once and for all.

It had been years since Kate died. She was the only one to die on his team, but that bastard had fun trying for the others. Why he just didn't come for Gibbs instead of everyone else.

"What would be the fun of killing you right off the bat," said Ari's voice in the darkness.

"It would have been quicker," growled Gibbs into the dark. "Kate would still be alive."

"Caitlin," said Ari with a laugh. "Are you still chewing on that old bone? Do you know what this reminds me of Gibbs?"

Gibbs moved about the warehouse trying to locate voice. Once he had the voice, he could kill the body that it belonged to. "What?" Gibbs asked, through thinned lips.

"You are Sherlock Holmes and I'm your Professor Moriarty," said Ari.

Gibbs heard the man move. He had Ari scared that Gibbs would locate his position and kill him.

"Is this our Reichenbach Falls?" asked Gibbs as he moved toward the sounds.

"Well that surprises me," said Ari. "You've read Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. You're Doctor Mallard and I went to the same medical school as Doyle. Though I'm pretty sure, you know that already."

"Yes," said Gibbs. He thought he had the bastard found now.

"Thought he would have brought it up a few dozen times to you," said Ari. "So am I your cocaine or morphine?"

"If you must know," said Gibbs as he moved closer to where Ari was, "Coffee and being right are my drugs of choose."

"Then Caitlin was your Watson?" asked Ari. From where Ari was, the old control room, he could see Gibbs perfectly. Every time Gibbs tried to locate where his voice was coming from, Ari would electronically bounce it to another location since Ari had this place set up as their last dance together. He was so tired of the chase Gibbs had been doing for the last five years. He spent a week and half rigging the place so Gibbs couldn't place where he was. This place was wired to the gills with a sound system that would knock THX's socks off.

"Don't you say her name!" yelled Gibbs. "You have for no right to speak it."

Ari smiled and spoke again. "Your NCIS headquarters is your 221B Baker Street. Though I'm sure it has better toys then Mr. Holmes' rooms had. Doctor Mallard, Special Agent DiNozzo and McGee, Mr. Palmer and good old Gerald and Ex Director Morrow and new Director Sheppard are you're Baker Street Irregulars." That thought made Ari laugh.

It made Gibbs angrier. That bastard had been doing shit to every one of those people he brought up. When he found this coward bastard, he was going to shoot him in the face and wipe that shit eating grin off his face.

It was time to end the game. Time to make all the pain go away on both sides. Climbing down to the floor level, Ari waited for Gibbs to find him so they could be face to face. Ari could tell it was getting the better of them.

Ari moved over to where he could clearly be seen by Gibbs. He wouldn't hide any more. Whatever happened was going to happen now.