From: YourBoss

To: Tonyboi

You have a case, DiNozzo. To MTAC, now.

-Director Sheppard

P.S. Please change you email address Special Agent DiNozzo, it's a rather awkward address for a team leader.

Tony slumped in his chair then laid his head on his desk, "Ugh, and I was hoping for a slow last day before my' vacation'."

"I'll be at MTAC." He said after a minute or two, and got up.

"Do we have a case?" Asked 'New-Probie'.

"No, I'm going to MTAC to spy on the FBI, and CIA." Tony gave her a 'No Crap' look.

"But, sir, I mean Boss, That's misuse of NCIS recourses, plus it's illegal."

Tony gave Ziva a look and she replied, "I think we should take Abby up on that offer."

"I agree." Tony said, and walked off towards the stairs, he stopped on the landing and motioned a stabbing action with his fist. Ziva rolled her eyes, "So much for walking in Gibbs' foot tracks, DiNozzo.'

"Steps, Zee-vah, Foot steps." She just waved off his correction with her hand, and started typing on her computer. From the amused glint in her eyes, Tony guessed she was conversing with Abby. He shook his head; his team would never be normal. He started walking towards MTAC, then retraced two steps and called, "New-Probie, go get the old Probie."

"Right, I'll just call down…" Morrison said.

"Umm, No, I said to get him. Meaning take the damn elevator to Abby's lab."

She bustled off to the elevator with a grimace on her face. Obviously not pleased she had to face the 'Suicidal, and High Lab Rat'. "Hehe… Abby High, as if that would ever happen… then again, the air alone at those Heavy Metal concerts had to be filled with pot fumes…" Tony found himself thinking, followed by "Oh, God! The director!"

He ran towards MTAC, and slipped through the door to the dimly lit room. Director Sheppard was sitting in one of the movie theater styled seats. "Nice of you to show up, Agent DiNozzo." She said as he sat down.

"Sorry, Madame Director." Murmured Tony.

"You'd better be." She snapped, and then added more gently, "This is a simple thing that I'm sure you can all handle without calling Gibbs about what he would do like you did last time." Tony glanced at her, wondering how she knew he did that, "Abby let it slip after her tenth Caf-Pow! Anyway, Petty Officer Jacob Marley was killed, we're not sure which gunshot wound it was, as of yet, but we have our killer. You just need to bust him, simple enough, DiNozzo?" She kept her eyes on the screen as she talked, and handed Tony a set of pictures.

They showed the body from all angles. Thirteen gunshot wounds in the shape of a pentagram. "Yes ma'am, but why isn't the team who did all this busting the guy?"

"Because they're all likely to get shot."

"I see." Tony said. Director Sheppard handed him the folder.

"Now go bust this guy DiNozzo, and no putting Morrison in the line of fire on purpose." She smiled, her eyes still surveying the scene, before she took a sip of coffee.

"Well ma'am, that deprives Abby one more plan to get rid of her."

"What she already rule out?"

"Anything involving large amounts of blood. She's working with Ziva, so who knows what she'll come up with." DiNozzo smiled.

"Just keep your team in check, Agent DiNozzo." She said, and then waved her hand, "Dismissed."

Tony walked from the MTAC. He surveyed the scene below him. McGee sat at his desk, fiddling with a computer program. Ziva sat at her desk, headphones plugged into her computer speakers, trying not to laugh a something. Meanwhile, New-Probie, Tony decided to permanently call her that, was paler than Abby. Tony wondered what she'd seen down in the lab. Hopefully it wasn't Abby showing McGee her new tat. He'd heard that one wasn't on her ankle…

Tony walked into the bullpen. "What's our case, Boss?" McGee asked.

"A simple one, we just got to run into a place with our guns, and arrest someone." Tony smiled.

"Oh, so that's simple?" Morrison said, "Shouldn't we carefully go over every last detail… get blueprints to the place we're going…" Tony stopped paying attention after the first sentence and was focusing his attention on a video Abby and McGee made from the reenactment program. They sent it to him in an email labeled 'TOP SECRET PLAN! Don't show Mouse-is-son"

The video featured dunking a poison frog in a bottle of mountain dew, then giving it to New-Probie, followed by Abby whacking the body with guitar while listening to 'Slayer' and… McGee was in a cheerleader's outfit? Was that supposed to be Ziva using her ninja-skills on the body like it was a punching bag? Dear lord, Abby was violent… then again, the pictures on her lab walls proved that. "Hey, hey, hey! There's me! Oh wow… since when do I have a pit-bull?" A little speech bubble appeared above my head that read, "Attack my precious!" McGee appeared again, this time dressed as an elf.

From: Tonyboi

To: DarkAngelAbby

Abby,

Wow Abs, I 'd hate to get on your bad side.

-Tony

Tony saved and closed the file. He opened the folder on his desk that the Director had given him, and read everything twice, just to be sure. "Alright, team, this should only take thirty minutes. Let's go."

"N- Now?" stammered New-Probie.

"No, next week." Snapped Ziva, "I'm assuming two different cars? I'll take Special agent Morrison with me and drive to the scene."

"Sure, Ziva. That'd be great." Tony smirked. They where obviously on the same page, and agreed that this would be quite fun.