Title: Relaxation
Rating: G
Disclaimer: The only thing I own even remotely related in any way shape or form to NCIS are my notes from my ROP forensics class and a plaster cast of my shoe print. If this is of any value to anyone, then I must say, you are one sad puppy.
A/N: Imagine walking down your street at night. In one window you glimpse a family eating dinner, another contains children playing, a third, an argument between mother and daughter. Each is a moment in time cut out and viewed by you. These stories are short drabbles that are part of the everyday life of those who work at NCIS
A/N2: Whee! I've finally found something I can do during lecture! Multi-chap stories are always to hard. My first attempt at a drabble. Read and review. Please.
Tony and Kate walked out of the room.
"That was weird."
"Yeah. Very weird. Extremely weird. I don't want to think about it."
"We should……apologize to Abby."
"Yeah."
They glanced at the door again.
"Somehow I feel really dirty."
"Yeah."
They looked at each other and then away.
"So. That's how he relaxes. I guess the other way doesn't work anymore."
"Yeah. So Tony, you wanna try it?"
shudder "No. Too weird."
"Yeah. Let's go."
They walked down the hall, stopping for one last glance at the sign that stated:
"Washington Ballet Academy Recital.
Special Guest Performer: Leroy Jethro Gibbs."