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Gibbs sat in the doctors waiting room. He had a 6am appointment, for a physical, what he thought he be like any other one.
It was a Tuesday, meaning it was a school day. Two mothers were trying to keep tracking of their respective children, who were in before school. Gibbs had been on of those kids once. His mother wouldn't let him miss school unless he was dead. Or near death. She had sent him to school once with a slight fever, diarrhea, and a note to his teachers saying to please let him go to the restroom as needed.
Across the room from him was a pregnant lady, who he guessed was no more than 19.
Gibbs liked to go early in the morning, because it was less likely that you would have to wait. Gibbs looked at his watch. 6:30. He sighed a took another sip of his coffee, watching the children. One came up to him and looked at him. The kid, looked about age four.
"Hi." the child smiled.
"Hi." Gibbs took another sip of his coffee.
"I have a question." he told Gibbs. The boys mother was bust chasing after his older sister, who looked about seven. It amazed Gibbs how out of control some children could be.
"What is it?" Gibbs took another sip of his coffee. He had gotten a larger size than normal, because he knew he would have to be at the doctors.
"Where do babies come from?" the boy giggled and ran off, yelling "Poopy!" Why did this child remind him of DiNozzo, so much?
He looked up and saw the shocked look on the pregnant girls face.
"Leroy Gibbs?" A nurse asked from the desk, Gibbs begun to stand up, "It'll be another half hour." Slightly annoyed he slid back into his seat, and prepared to take another sip of coffee. The cup was empty.
"I'll be right back." He told the nurse/receptionist, she nodded.
Gibbs headed down to the main level of building where they sent all their blood tests, or those needing very minor surgeries. One woman was waiting in that waiting room. Right outside the waiting room for blood tests was a small concessions stand, so that those who hadn't eaten for 36 hours could get something to eat immediately after their blood had been taken or the surgery completed.. It was a devilish scheme, really.
Gibbs asked to have his cup refilled and the worker nodded, asking if he would like room for cream. Gibbs shook his head no. He paid for his coffee and headed back up the stairs.
It was a pricey coffee, by far, and it wasn't that great either, but, desperate times called for desperate measures.
He sat patiently waiting until the nurse stood up.
"Leroy?" She asked, as if she was his friend, "The doctor will see you now." she sounded like a very nice person, but her smile was starting to annoy Gibbs.
It was fake, and to big. It was one of those smiles that are sarcastic, but somehow not, because the person who is smiling at you has somehow managed to convince themselves that you are their, depending on your age and gender, true love, best friend, or child. And they love to be around you. A lot.
Gibbs followed her to a room, and although he could not see her face, he had a suspicion that she was still smiling.
She left and soon a different nurse came in. After weighing him, taking his heart rate and murmuring to himself, the nurse left and the doctor arrived.
She was in her late 30's and had light brown hair. She was wearing it in an award looking pony tail. It reminded him of his second wife.
The doctor continued to examine him and soon asked him a question.
"Leroy? How much coffee do you drink?" he had been sipping at his coffee throughout the exam.
"Lots." she gave a slight chuckle then became deadly serious.
"Coffee, although good tasting, can have some negative effects on your health." she informed him, "So, I would like to see you go off coffee for two weeks."
"Sorry. No can do." Gibbs told her as he put his shirt back on.
"Perhaps you misunderstood me." she told him, pouring the remainder of his coffee down the small sink in the room. "No coffee for two weeks or else." she glared at him.
Gibbs somehow managed to keep from blowing up in her face.
'I'm worried about him' an instant message from Kate appeared on Tony's screen. They had found out the news nearly an hour ago and Gibbs wasn't looking so great. It wasn't that he was overly tired, he just looked pissed.
Very super pissed, Kate noticed. Like when her father had caught her brother and his girlfriend. Well, she didn't want to think about that.
'You really want to leave, don't you?' came Tony's reply.
'The tension is horrible.' she typed right back.
"Uh… Kate?" Kate looked away from her computer, to see Tony looking at her.
"What?" she questioned him.
"You don't look so well." He commented. Kate guessed that Tony knew what he was doing, "Your kinda pale."
She shrugged and went back to work.
"Todd. Tony's right. You don't look so great." Gibbs didn't even look up, "Go take an early lunch. Tony?"
"Yes, boss?" He answered briskly.
"Go with her. I don't trust her."
"Yes, sir." The pair left.
"How'd you know to do that?" Kate asked him as the headed down in the elevator.
"Lucky guess." he answered, "Now, I don't want o become a liar, so what say we go get food and eat in the park. It's a beautiful day." Kate nodded in agreement.
McGee sat at his desk plotting elaborate ways for revenge upon Kate and Tony.
So far he had not come up with anything easily done. All he knew is that they wouldn't find the bodies.
Gibbs stood up and announced that he was going to go see Janice. As he walked away McGee smiled to himself and forgot about his revenge.
"Hey McGee." Abby smiled brightly as she sat down at Gibbs' desk. She had brought with her a rather large box with many postal sticks and symbols upon it, so much you couldn't read what the box said.
"What's that?" McGee was quite interested to know.
"It's Gibbs new computer. I have needed to install it all day, but, since he can't have coffee I didn't want to kick him out of his desk."
"Why not?"
"I'm sure it had nothing to do with his mood." she rolled her eyes and McGee made a mental note not to ask her any questions today.
Janice had been expecting Gibbs. It was only a matter of time.
"Janice…" he begun.
"Shh…" She soothed and pulled up a chair for him, "I know just what you need." she told him as she turned on her computers speakers. Abby had taught her a lot about technology. She typed something into the address box and turned the monitor to Gibbs.
"This Kangaroo, will say mean things to you as you try and save it's life. It's quite therapeutically, and after killing it a few times, you will feel much, much better." Janice showed him how to play. It was simple really. You played hangman, but if you got four letters wring the kangaroo would die. The game was called HangARoo.
Gibbs immediately hated the creature. He click on 'a' but there were none, and how did the kangaroo respond? 'A? Do you have something against kangaroos?'
"I do now…" he muttered at the screen. Janice patted him on the back.
"I'll be back soon, Punk. Just going to get some cooooffffeeeee!" she sang then waddled away laughing.
TBC… Maybe?