Disclaimer: I don't own anything relating to NCIS except a well watched Season 1 DVD Box set.
Once the emergency stop button had been pushed, perhaps a little harder than the manufacturers deem 'reasonable pressure', Gibbs turned his patented 'you will tell me everything I need to know, and more that I don't' stare at Fornell, expecting the FBI Agent to begin fumbling off excuses as to why he hadn't been sent all appropriate information and why the FBI could not assist in the investigation. Gibbs banked on this meeting being no different from their previous meetings, and judged that it would be a good four minutes of glaring and raised voices between the two Senior Agents before Fornell would give him the information he wanted, explain the roles of the main players involved, providing pictures where appropriate and offer additional support and the obligatory words of caution, before leaving.
Instead, Gibbs was visibly surprised to see Fornell lean back against the wall of the elevator, sigh loudly and rub his hand over the back of his balding head.
"Fornell, cut the bureaucratic red-tape, need to know crap. I need the files the FBI has FORGOTTEN to deliver." Gibbs had deliberately chosen to avoid standing in his counterpart's personal space, somehow sensing that the FBI Agent simply would close off completely, and therefore his case would stagnate altogether.
"Gibbs, at this moment, even if I could help you I don't think I would. Trust me, even though you can't see it right now, there is more at stake than your dead Marine, so much more than you realise." With having said that, Fornell pushed himself off the elevator wall, stepped past Gibbs and released the emergency stop button so they could return to the bullpen, where their respective Junior Agents were waiting to see who had triumphed in yet another NCIS vs FBI pissing contest.
When the elevator doors were again about to open Gibbs laid a hand on Fornell's arm while at the same time asking, "What's really going on here? What don't I know?"
"There's a lot you don't know Gibbs and at this moment in time there still remains a lot I don't know and that's what scares me"
On those closing comments, the two men walked back into the bullpen; Gibbs to check on the progress of his team's research into the background of their dead Marine, and Fornell to inform his two Agents' they were leaving.
Before Fornell had the chance to leave, Gibbs caught up with him having been aware throughout their brief encounter there was something deeply troubling his FBI equivalent. He motioned him off-side of his Agents "Tobias you know I don't lock my doors, just bring your own mug or lift one from the kitchen on the way to the basement. Bourban's still next to the paint stripper."
Fornell simply nodded before leading his two Junior Agents back onto the elevator.