Because I was asked to do one more, I hope you all like you the requested target is.
He answered the cell in his usual manner, gruffly. "Gibbs."
"Um Boss."
"Spit it out McGee I don't have all day."
"I'm kind of stuck Boss."
"Stuck where McGee?"
"My apartment I can only move in my bedroom, the thing is Boss. . ." McGee says as he tried to explain only to have Gibbs cut him off.
""I'll be there in ten minutes."
Gibbs picks the lock in a matter of seconds pushing the door in with his weapon drawn not knowing what to expect.
He has to bite back a laugh at what he is seeing. McGee's prize Porsche sitting in the main room of his small apartment in pieces all neatly stacked and color coded with bright stickers in a circle. In the middle of the circle a table with a plate full of doughnuts every single one of them covered with multicolored sprinkles.
"Boss?"
"Didn't you hear anything McGee?"
"No Boss nothing at all in fact I went right to sleep last night faster than I normally do come to think of it."
"I'll call Ziva and the crew from the motor pool, Tony too."
"I bet Tony had something to do with this, he always likes to play dumb pranks like this."
"Not Tony, McGee he was at my house last night with Ducky and Dr. Pitt going over the test results from the testing that was done in New York. I made Tony stay the night in the spare room after he drank his third beer."
"Boss. I have to go and I really could use some aspirin for my head."
"You have to wait Tim we are going to need a sample to see how they drugged you."
By the time that Ziva and Tony get to the apartment Tim is in dire need of an empty specimen cup. He catches the the cup as he maneuvers his way to the bathroom. A loud satisfying sigh of relief could be heard coming from the bathroom.
"Just who did you piss off now McGoo? It must have been something big in order to get this kind of a retaliation." Tony asks as he snaps on some gloves and starts to sketch and shoot the room leaving Ziva to collect any evidence.
They has to wait for a crew from the motor pool to come and help carry all of the part out of the apartment and into a large van.
"Ziva you find anything?"
"Just this ceramic bowl Gibbs." she answers then hands him the blow already in a plastic evidence bag.
Gibbs looks at the bowl and groans he knows now that they will never find out who did this, the wording on the bowl is simple and to the point as is the picture.
A arm sticking out of an airplane holding a white stocking cap, a dog's collar could be seen next to the a elbow. Pilot Smurf and his dog Billy at your service Miley
A/N: I hope you all enjoyed this as much as I did.
On a different note I found a story by nlrs it is called, Standing Guard. It also alludes to Tony and his Seals. I liked it, it was short and sweet.