I don't want to be a part of this family anymore!!!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY RIGHTS TO NCIS THEY ARE PROPERTY OF DON BELLISARIO AND CBS
Warning: Contains spanking of an adult
Once again, thanks for all the reviews
Day before the whole temper tantrum:
"Tony, Tony are you awake over there?" McGee asked looking over at the Senior Agent. Tony seemed asleep with his feet on top of his desk, hat pulled over his eyes. McGee opened his desk, pulled out a rubber band, stretched it out over his thumb and was about to release when…
"Even think of letting that rubber band go McAce and your hands will not the only thing superglued to your desk," Tony stated without even moving his hat off his eyes.
" But, How , I mean I saw you deep breathing, I heard your snores, how did you?..McGee stammered
"Experience, Probie. Get a few more years of true agent work underneath that belt there and you will know I was never truly asleep, just pulling a Gibbs break, as I so fondly call them. You know just enough rest to recharge the ol' Dinozzo battery, but not too deep of a rest that someone could pull some kind of juvenile stunt on me" Tony explained.
"Yes, Tony you would be the king of juvenile stunts. I think I have had enough of your fake barf, foul tasting gum and ink on the binoculars to last me a life time," Ziva added to the mix. "By the way, did you go through the evidence again like the boss asked."
"You know Ziva, there are no brownie points to earn here. If there was nothing new yesterday, then why should there be anything new now? Besides, I think that is just the boss's way of keeping us here and not out enjoying our youth. Just because he is past his youth that he does not OUCH!"
"Are you implying I am old Dinozzo?" Gibbs asked with a smirk on his face and a fresh cup of coffee in his hand. The other hand free to smack the back of Dinozzo's head as he had passed.
"No, boss," Tony said trying to rub the sting out of his head. "I was just explaining the importance of us following through with you directions, right Mcgee?"
"Uh, well, yeah boss. " McGee replied knowing that it was not the full truth.
"Good then I assume you reviewed all the evidence from the case. Did you find anything new?"Gibbs asked knowing full well the boys had not done as he asked.
" No, but " Well, boss you see," were the responses Gibbs got from Tim and Tony, so he turned his head towards Ziva. With a simple raise of his eyebrows, Ziva launched into her review of the evidence and how she had discovered a new piece of evidence they had all seem to miss.
"Gibbs, while looking at all the physical evidence from the body, I found a match from some of the soil samples and leaf fragments on the body to that from the suspect's backyard. What I cannot explain is how we missed matching these. I mean were we so hasty in our conclusion we did not take in all of the evidence. I mean, did we put the horse before the um, chariot this time."
" Horse before the buggy Ziva, not chariot." Tony corrected her with his usual eye roll.
"Chariot, buggy same thing sort of." Ziva continued on, I mean we could have closed this earlier if we had caught this match. I mean, usually Abby is all jumpy, ecstatic, calling Gibbs at the least tiny bit of evidence, but here it is like she missed it. I mean is she feeling ok? Why would she not notify us as soon as she had a match , it was almost as she wanted us to find the match. It is almost like she knew we would review this and then find it."
All of a sudden Gibbs put two and two together and figured out the reasoning for Abby's little slip up. "Tim, do we still have footage of the hidden cameras we put up at the suspects house?"
" I think so boss," Tim answered with a curious look. "What am I looking for?"
"Just scan back to about ten to fourteen days ago, focus mainly at night and look at any disturbances or sudden changes," Gibbs said with a look of determination.
"Oh, great , I hear we have a crack on this case." Director Vance said as he descended the steps from MTAC towards the bullpen. "I couldn't help but overhear your new break in this case, although I do not understand the footage review of the suspect's house."
"I can only hope my suspicions are wrong. But, if they turn out correct, I may need your help in this problem Vance." Gibbs said with a sigh. 'Oh Abby, please let my gut be wrong, because if it's correct then you are seriously up a creek without a paddle. Besides the one I will be using,' Gibbs thought to himself.
Earlier the day of the temper tantrum:
0630 am, on the dot, Abby skipped into her lab, talking to each individual machine as if it were a person. "Good morning, Gen Mass Spec, Good morning Computer, Good morning Miss Electron Microscope. I hope your evenings were as great as mine. Hearing that the team had found the evidence and Gibbs had extracted a confession from our suspect was so exciting. Just to think that they were none the wiser to the sudden break in the case." Abby kept on talking to herself as she flipped on the radio and started blasting some loud alternative rock music. All of a sudden the music was shut off. "Who in the world just messed with MY music?" she asked with a quick turn to see Director Vance standing in the middle of her lab, remote to her radio in his hand. " Oh, sorry sir, not expecting to see you here, I mean I see you here at work, but I mean here in my lab, I mean your lab technically since you are director," Abby rambled on until Vance held his hand up.
"Abby, stop right there, I understand what you are trying to say. I know I do not frequent down here that often, but I might have to increase my visits just to check on you."
"What, what do you mean by that?" Abby asked nervously.
"Oh, nothing. While I am here I need to tell you to meet me in MTAC in 5 minutes." Vance twirled his toothpick in his cheek and turned to walk into the elevator." Oh and by the way Miss. Scuito try to keep the music down to at least jet engine level."
Five minutes later Abby walked into a darkened MTAC. "Please have a seat Miss Scuito," Director Vance said as he walked out of the corner to stand in front of the big screen. " I bet you are wondering what you are doing up here, well I would like your forensic expertise on a clip of video surveillance we uncovered while closing this last case. I know this is not in Technicolor for your viewing pleasure, but I think you will find this clip quite captivating."
As the video started playing, all Abby could do is cover her eyes and gasp. Right before her eyes was the whole little adventure into the suspect's yard, including the still scary shot towards her. " Look Director it is not what it seems," Abby started to say but was interrupted by an eerily quiet Vance.
"Ok, Miss Scuito, if this is not what it seems then can you correct me where I am wrong, because to me it look like you went into the field, without backup, gathered evidence without permission, and then barely escaped from getting shot by our suspect. Am I incorrect in any of that interpretation of the footage we just watched."
"No, you are correct. It just looks worse that it really was."
" So, Miss Sciuto, are you trying to tell me that getting shot at is not that bad." Vance said, the only visible clue of how close he was to losing his temper was the tick of his left cheek. " Just how do you think Agent Gibbs will take this revelation."
At the mention of Vance telling Gibbs , Abby shot to her feet and stood face to face with Director Vance. "S-Sir do we really have to tell Gibbs, can we not just keep this between us? I will fully take any punishment you feel necessary, but can we please , pretty please not let Gibbs know." Abby pleaded with her best puppy dog eyes. "Do you have any idea of how Gibbs will react if he finds out about this, this episode?"
"Why, Miss Scuito, your tone seems to have changed now. I wonder why would that be, did Gibbs tell you not to go out into the field? " Abby shifted her eyes from the ceiling to the floor and Vance now understood the true reasons behind Abby not wanting Gibbs to know of her disobedience. "Abby, I know full and well the unique family dynamics of team Gibbs. I know that Gibbs thinks of you as his daughter, and that any disobeying or lying may result in some paternal consequences, but he only does it out of care for his 'kids'." Vance made sure Abby was looking him straight in the eyes when he lowered his voice and said," And Abby, I can safely tell you that if I thought one of my daughters even had a thought about doing any of the things you did, they would think that what Gibbs might have in store for you seem like a walk in the park. So to sum this up, I will not have any formal sanctions held against you, I can truly say that I hope Gibbs will make sure there is not a repeat of anything this careless, and dangerous in your career here at NCIS. Is that clear Miss Scuito? "
"Yes, sir. One question sir." Abby asked meekly.
"Yes, Miss Scuito. What would that be?" Vance entertained her question.
"How long do I have to prepare myself before Agent Gibbs finds out and goes into the furious father mode? Is there enough time for me to pack my bags and hop the earliest flight to Mexico?" Abby questioned in a half hearted tone, trying to ease the tension a little.
Instead of answering her directly, Vance turned his head towards the darkened back section of the MTAC room and said'" I don't know, how much time do you think she has, Agent Gibbs?"
At the same time Gibbs leaned out of the shadows, anger in his eyes, Abby felt her last bit of confidence leave and true unadulterated fear creep in. " Oh, I guess as long as it takes me to cross these five rows of seats ," Gibbs answered as he stood up from his seat and started walking toward Abby.
"I am so dead," was all Abby could say before she felt Gibb's hand of steel clasp around her upper arm as if to prevent her from turning and running away.