A/N- Hey again! Thanks to AthosionWarrior and Maybe-I-Should-Write-Something for the reviews!
This was a completed one-shot, from a my friend Sam's prompt:
Normal Day?
Evil girlfriend with wine bottles, a search project turning out to be more, sleeping in a bit too late, racing the FBI... Yup, normal day… Multiple point of view story, starting with Abby.
Parings
None
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Abby
When I walked into NCIS that morning I was so excited. Something told me that it was going to be a great day. I skipped my way to my lab and bumped into Tony.
I was about to hug him but when I saw his face, I quickly scooted away, down the hall, and into my lab, where I though I would be safer.
Tony
That morning when I woke up, my head was extremely sore the last night.
Flash Back Starts
"Wow, tonight was a great night, don't you think?" Marie said to me. "Yeah, great." I replied sarcastically. "Want to go out for a night on the town tomorrow?" "Ugh… Thanks but no thanks." I replied.
She cocked her head, "Why? Didn't you enjoy today?" I knew I would have to tell her the truth, "Not really. I'm sorry but it's not going to work out with me and you." Marie took the empty bottle of wine and smashed it over my head saying, "You're so pathetic! It's over!"
Flash Back Ends
I walked into NCIS and as I'm walking Abby runs into me. I'm about to say something but she runs off to her lab. I rub the back of my head as I walk into the Bull pen. Gibbs looks up at me, his eyebrows raised. I quickly drop my hand and sit at my desk.
Gibbs
As I looked up from my computer, Tony walked in. He was rubbing his head, wincing. When he sees me looking, he dropped his hand and quickly retreated to his desk. I got up and positioned myself in front of his desk. He looks up, "DiNozzo, you alright?"
"I'm fine." "Tony…"
"Boss! I am Fine." He snapped back. I gave him a light head slap, to warn him not to use that tone, especially not today. Boy was I in a bad mood. As my hand hit his head he groaned.
The look in his eyes showed me that he was in pain. "DiNozzo, my office, now."
McGee
I looked up from my computer and grimaced. It was going to be a long day. Gibbs was already grumpy this morning and now this. As Gibbs ushered Tony into the elevator, I sighed. I looked around, something was missing.
I realized that Ziva was late. Almost 20 minutes late. This is not going to make Gibbs' day any better. She'd better arrive soon if she wants to sneak in unnoticed by Gibbs.
Abby
My baby beeped. As I turned towards it I gasped. I started jumping up and down, extremely excited yelling, "I got a ding! I got a DING! Three days and 9 hours but I did not give up! Major Mass Spec. got a match!"
I quickly printed out the results and ran for the elevator, bouncing in excitement as I waited. After 2 minuets I realized Gibbs was using the elevator as his office again. I sighed and started to run as fast as I could, not being able to hold in my excitement.
McGee
A few minutes later Abby came into the squad room, panting. "Gibbs took over the elevator again! I had to run all of the stairs for the third time this week! If it continues on like this, I'll lose another dress size by next Monday!"
She said to me as she walked up, handing me a sheet of paper. "These are those test results we needed to put him into jail."
I looked over the results and realized who Abby was referring to. In our interrogation room, was a man who had been arrested for killing a Naval Officer. "That's great Abby!" I exclaimed, "Now we finally have solid proof."
As she walked away I picked up my phone. I scheduled for our killer to be picked up by the FBI in 10 minutes. "Gibbs told you to call me?" Fornell asked suspiciously
"Yes, if not I would not be calling you." I hung up the phone and waited for Gibbs to come back to the bull pen.
Tony
What is Gibbs thinking? Am I in trouble? Why else would I be in here then… Gibbs looked me in the eye, making me feel even more nervous. "Tony," he started, "What happened?"
Why is Gibbs going so soft on me? He must know something is up.
Gibbs
I could tell that Tony was thinking, probably about why I was going so soft on him. "Answer me Tony. I really need to know."
He sighed and looked me in the eye, "Went out on a date last night." He paused.
"That's no change. You always go on dates. Now continue." I stated.
"Well, this was our second date and well, I decide that she wasn't for me, so I decided to end it. She got furious at me. She picked up the empty wine bottle and wacked me on the head with it."
Tony
"Boss, don't worry! I'm fine; I've been hit harder before."
He gave me a look. "Come on; let's go get Ducky to check you over."
"Boss! I'm fine, it's just a bruise!" I protested as Gibbs restarted the elevator.
"You have no choice Tony. We're going to Ducky, and that's final."
I grumbled as he pushed me out of the elevator.
Ducky
That morning was very quiet. Jimmy called in sick that morning so it was just me. I heard the doors to autopsy open and I looked over to see who it was. Gibbs and Tony strode through the door, "Good Morning Jethro, Good Morning Anthony. What can I do for you two today?"
"Well, Tony decided to break up with his girlfriend last night…"
"And?" I questioned, typical DiNozzo.
"She got a bit angry about that. She hit him over the head with an empty wine bottle. I'd like you to check him over."
I pointed to the chair at my desk and Tony sat down saying "It's just a bruise." He said.
I pulled on a pair of gloves and walked behind him. First thing I noticed was a large sized bump, "Nice sized bump she gave you."
I gently touched it and he groaned, "Not so hard."
Tony
I winced as he pressed extremely hard on my bruise, "Not so hard." I complained.
A few minutes later I heard Ducky strip off his gloves I stood up. Gibbs was the first to ask, "So?"
Ducky smiled and said to me, "Well in some ways you were right. It is just one big bruise. You'll be fine." I nodded and followed in Gibbs' wake.
McGee
I saw Gibbs enter the squad room. I looked over to Ziva's desk, but she still wasn't there. I gulped knowing that Gibbs would be fuming when he found out that Ziva was an hour late.
I briskly walked over to him and gave him the good news, before the bad, "Hey boss. Abby got a hit from her mass spec. so I called the FBI, like you told me, and they took him away. They assured me that he will be prosecuted"
He smiled at me and said, "That's good news. Now what's the bad?" I stuttered, "What makes you think there's bad news?"
How did he know there was bad news? At this point, I desperately hoped that Ziva got one of the messages I sent her. Maybe, just before I would tell Gibbs, she would stealthily sneak in and sit in her desk and I would be able to say that there was no bad news.
"I'm waiting." Gibbs' voice interrupted my thoughts. He stood in front of his desk and waited for me to answer, "I'm still waiting McGee." He said.
"Well, it's not really bad news it's just Ziva's late by almost an hour. I already tried her cell phone, it's switched off. The first few calls I placed to her home phone no one answered. After that it was busy."
Gibbs
As McGee finished explaining, I asked him, "Did you check her schedule? She could have an appointment or meeting with someone."
"I forgot to do that! On it boss!" I sat down at my desk and picked up my phone. I called Ziva's phone and got the same result as McGee. I waited impatiently as he checked her schedule.
"She has nothing marked on her timetable for today." McGee said. I saw Tony look over to Ziva's desk, worriedly.
Tony
I looked over to Ziva's desk. I was worried. The last time she was late; the FBI had a warrant out for her arrest. I wondered what could have happened.
No call, email, or message saying she wouldn't be at NCIS today. I wondered why. Gibbs got up, grabbing his gun and heading for the elevator, and called out, "Come on. We're going to go find her."
I got up quickly and followed him. McGee and I got into my car and Gibbs got into his. I followed him as drove off to her apartment.
McGee
As we stopped outside of her apartment, I could see her car parked outside. I got out and told them, "Ziva's car is right there and it looks perfectly fine."
Gibbs led the way to her apartment. Gibbs picked the lock open and entered. When I followed, nothing looked unusual.
Gibbs
I led the way into her apartment. The only light was coming from under the closed blinds. The door to the bedroom was still closed so I sent Tony and McGee to search the rest of the apartment. I walked forward and opened the door.
From where I was standing, I could see a lump of covers. I was pretty sure I knew where Ziva was. I walked back out and sent Tony and McGee back to NCIS, telling them that I would meet up with them later.
As I re-entered the room I noticed that the alarm clocks weren't set so I wondered if she just accidentally slept in. As I moved closer to the bed, I could see that Ziva was still sound asleep. I walked over and gently shook her.
Ziva
It felt so good to actually get some sleep. After a week of no sleep, other then 5 minutes here and there, it felt so relaxing. Not even a minute after my head hit the pillow, I was deep asleep.
Suddenly I hear a voice, "Ziva, wake up." I groaned and rolled over, burying my head into the pillow. As the shaking got more vigorous, I heard the voice again, "Ziva, wake up, its 0900. You we're supposed to be at work at 0700."
I knew I would have to wake up. I rolled over towards the voice and sleepily opened my eyes. Gibbs was standing over me.
Gibbs
I finally succeeded on getting Ziva to wake up. She rolled over and looked at me. "Gibbs, what are you doing here?" I looked down at her.
She looked dazed, sleepy, and slightly annoyed. "Well, you didn't tell anyone that you weren't going to be at work today, so we got worried."
She groaned again, "I sent everyone an email saying that I wouldn't be in today."
"No one got it, are you sure you sent it?"
She nodded and pointed to her computer. I walked over to it saw her opened email account. There was one new message. I told her what it said, "Your email; 'Going to be late today', was not able to send."
Ziva
I slowly got up. Grabbing my house coat, I put it on and shuffled over to Gibbs by the computer screen. When I saw the message I rolled my eyes. I should have just called and left a message. I followed him into the living room.
As we sat down on the couch, Gibbs looked me in the eye, asking, "Why did you need the morning off? You didn't have any appointments or meetings booked and you're not ill. I'd like to know why." Knowing that I would have to tell him, I started my story.
Gibbs
I listened patiently as she confessed. "A few nights ago, my father called me. He needed me to find someone for him. When I left NCIS that night, I set out to follow his leads. I thought it would only take a few hours, but I was wrong. Since he told me he needed to find him ASAP, I set out after work each night to try search. I would arrive home, with just enough time to get ready for work. Luckily last night was my last night of searching, I found his answer. Who knew one man could be so hard to find."
"That still doesn't tell me why you needed the day."
"Correction," She stated, "I only needed the morning off. The reason for that was, when you fall asleep while standing, you know you really need sleep. I got home at 0530, sent the message, and hit the straw."
"It's hay Ziva, not straw."
"Oh," She replied.
Ziva
Now knowing that Gibbs approved my reason, I felt relieved. I smiled, "I will meet you at work in 45 minutes." He nodded once more then strolled out the door.
30 minutes later I was almost ready to leave. I quickly ate and left.
Tony
When Gibbs arrived, the first thing I asked was, "Where's Ziva?" He sat at his desk, "She coming."
Not even 40 minutes later Ziva walked out into the squad room. Before I could say anything, Gibbs slammed down his phone and yelled, "Gear up, dead body in Norfolk. We'd better hurry, it's a 2 hour drive and I want to beat the FBI to the crime scene!"
The FBI is trying to beat us to the crime scene, uh oh, I can just see how this will end up. I hope we make it there before they do.
Ziva
As we neared the crime scene, I could see that there was already another truck there. "The FBI is there."
"Damn," I heard Gibbs mutter under his breath.
McGee
Although I was sitting in the back of the truck, I could tell that Gibbs was concocting a plan. As we got out of the truck, we all watched as Gibbs strode up to Fornell. "Why are you here?"
Fornell answered, "This is in our jurisdiction."
Gibbs shook his head, "Nope. Naval officer means it's ours."
Fornell knew that he wouldn't win jurisdiction and he knew Gibbs wouldn't give up until he won. He decided on trying to get Gibbs to share, "Fine how about we share jurisdiction?"
Before I could hear Gibbs' answer, Ducky walked over to me, "Gibbs fighting with Fornell?"
Ducky
McGee nodded. I looked over towards him and saw him beckon me to bag the body. Bringing over the gurney, I bagged the body. It took longer then usual, mostly because I was listing to Gibbs and Fornell bickering and also since Mr. Palmer was sick today, I had no help. As soon as I finished, I put the body into the truck and drove off.
Gibbs
As soon as I saw Ducky drive off with the body, I put up my hand as it to try and stop Fornell. "Tobias, it's our case. We're not sharing it, and that's final." I walked away. "Bag and tag." We started collecting evidence and once we were done we set off, back to NCIS HQ. Once in the squad room, I told Tony and Ziva to follow any and all leads, I sent McGee to Abby's lab with evidence.
McGee
I walked to Abby's lab with all of the evidence we had collected. Abby ran up to me and hugged me when I entered. She took the evidence from me and started unpacking it.
Abby
I looked at McGee, "That's it?"
He nodded, "Yup. Not much at all."
I spread it out: a passport, dog tags, car keys, and a wallet. "What did this guy die of?"
He shrugged, "Don't know, Ducky thinks it's a natural death."
"Might be, we'll just have to wait and see." I said as I got to work.
Ducky
Just as I finished the autopsy, Gibbs walked through the door, "Ah Jethro, right on time, as usual." "What do you have?"
I picked up my notes, "Well, this poor fellow died of heart failure. I checked his medical records, it was hereditary, both sides of the family. I'm just going to check with Abby just to be sure."
"Thanks duck." Gibbs walked out of autopsy and towards the elevator, probably to check on her results.
Abby
McGee had left so it was just me and my music. I turned it up loud and waited for the results. I jumped as I felt a hand on my shoulder.
It was Gibbs and he spoke to me using sign language, "Abby! Turn the music down! I can't hear myself think!"
I quickly signed "sorry" back and clicked the volume down, almost all the way.
"That's better," Gibbs said as he handed me a Caf-Pow. I smiled and took a long sip. "What do you have for me Abs?"
"Ducky was right, it was a natural death, not murder." Gibbs gave me a peck on the cheek and walked out.
Gibbs
I walked back into the squad room and told them to stop working on leads. It was a natural death. McGee and Tony stopped their conversations and hung up their phones. I sat at my desk and looked over to Ziva.
I could hear her talking, no yelling, in Hebrew. She rolled her eyes and slammed the phone back on the receiver. "What's up?" Tony asked her.
"My father wants me to return to Israel. He says that he needs me to continue searching. I do not believe him. I think he just wants me back at Mossad again."
McGee looked over to her, shocked, "You're not leaving? Are you?" She smiled at him, "No, I will not be going. I came to Washington to get away from Mossad, and I have no intention of returning anytime soon."
I smiled, "I'm glad you're not leaving. I still need you here. But no matter what and this goes for all of you. No matter what you do this will always be Our Team..."
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A/N- That's it for #2! I am working on one from the reviews I got now. This was luckily completed and since I'm leaving tomorrow I posted this one so nobody gets impatient with me.
Hope you all enjoyed it!
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Next story:
Truth behind Lies
When a bomb goes off and the team gets kidnapped, something shocks everyone. Ari's back! He was supposed to be dead; she killed him three years ago! Is his story true? Or is it just another lie? ~(-AthosionWarrior's idea mixed with Maybe-I-Should-Write-Something's promptTeam in some kind of danger-)~
Characters
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