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"Gibbs!" Abby shouted, running up to him and throwing her arms around him. "Oh my, gosh, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Abby," he said. he handed her the piece of paper. "Figure out what this is for.
"What? No encoargemnt?" Abby asked as she took the paper and spun around to her computer.
Gibbs sat a large Caf-Pow! on her desk. He kissed her cheek and walked off.
He went back up to his desk and put his coffee down
"Gee, Boss," Tony said. "That teenager really got the better of you, didn't she?"
Gibbs went over and slapped him behind the head, the infamous Gibbs-slap.
Shadow finally got back to the old apartment building that the gang used as a hideout.
"I'm back," she called quietly.
"Get in here!" she heard Skull shout.
Shadow quickly dashed to the living room. It was beaten up, wrecked, broken. The sofa had many holes that were caused from Skull's many fits of rage where he would stab at it with his pocket knife.
"So, how did your observation go?" Skull asked from where he leaned against the wall, smoking a cigarette. The painting Shadow had stolen hung above his head.
"I was seen," Shadow answered. "But-but I know who's looking into us! His name's Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs. I stole his walet, but I dropped it. But I have the money! He had twenty five dollars, and-and-"
Shadow had gotten backed into a corner by Skull who was growing angrier and angrier with her.
"You're so stupid!" he shouted, smacking her across the cheek. "How could you get seen?"
"I did it on purpose, so I could find out who they were," she explained, sinking to the ground. "I-I didn't get caught, though!"
Skull kicked out at her as hard as she could. She screamed as his foot connected with her ribs.
"I bet you even lost their alarm code, too!" he shouted in rage, pounding her small body.
"No I didn't!" she sobbed.
"Then prove it, you freaking baby!" he screamed. Shadow stood up and swayed slightly. Skull caught her, holding her elbows tightly. Shadow started searching her pockets, her walet, everywhere.
"I did lose it," she mumbled. She looked at Shadow in time to see his fist coming at her face. She flew back and hit the wall, sliding down into a heap on the ground.
"You can't do anything right!" he shouted, shoving his cigarette into the palm of her hand to snuff it out.
Shadow screamed as her flesh burned under the butt of it. Once it was out, he took it away and walked out of the room, slamming the door behind himself.
"He's such an ass," Shadow thought as she pulled herself up. She stumbled along to her room. Once there, she cleaned up the burnt flesh and made sure nothing was broken or too horribly bloodied. She checked her ribs and winced at the feel, but she could tell the weren't broken.
There was a knock on the door as Shadow pulled out the money she stole and shoved it in a jar.
"What?" she snapped.
"It's just me," one of the other girls said, poking her head in.
"Oh, Raven," Shadow whispered.
"Did he hurt you again?" Raven asked, walking up and running a hand over Shadow's bruised cheek. Shadow smirked at the girl a year younger than herself. She ruffled the girls dark purple hair. Raven glared up at her with her pale blue eyes.
"Isn't that obvious?" Shadow said, flopping down on her bed. She winced slightly, but kept smirking at Raven. "According to him, I failed at what I supposed to do. But whatever. I don't give a crap about it."
"Then why are you still in Skulls and Miscreants?" Raven asked, sitting at the foot of Shadow's bed.
"I'm the only one who know's what his next big plan is, and he said if I ran at all, even if I didn't tell, he'd kill me," Shadow said, sitting up. "I wanted to leave when he first started, but that bastard has always threatened to kill me, and now, he has a reason."
"He's threatened to kill you?" Raven whispered, staring at her best friend.
"I said he was a bastard," Shadow said.
Her door burst open to show Skull. He was void of emotion and staring down at the two.
"Meeting. Now," he hissed and left.
"You heard him," Shadow sighed.
They got up, and Raven followed Shadow into the living room. Six other people were sitting around the room: three guys and three girls.
"So what's up?" a girl they called Dusk asked. She had long blond hair and dark brown eyes. She was the one that did a lot of the pickpocketing around the D.C. metreopolitan area.
"Well, as we all know, my next target is the Hall family," Skull said. He was pacing in front of them, flipping the blade of his pocket knife in and out. "I have threatened the wife with a letter of intense detail. Well, Felony wrote it because we all know I'm not the best at writing. And then I had our resident aritists, twins Dragona and Drachen, abuse the car. Shadow stole the painting, and Raven and Vlad took care of the look-out positions. And then we had Necro on gaurd with that pistol he stole from his old man.
"And now, Shadow knows the next part of the plan. Shadow, care to explain?"
Shadow mumbled something incoharent.
"Speak up!" Skull shouted and slapped her hard. Shadow's face screwed up in pain, but then she relaxed. The others weren't watching as he did this. If they spoke out against it, they themselves got hurt, and they didn't want this.
"Next we kill the Rear Admiral," Shadow muttered, just loud enough for everyone to hear.