'When two become one-ee' pumped through Gibbs eardrums as he entered Abby's lab, caff-pow in hand. The Goth was miming along with the music seemingly unaware of the intruder into her domain. She kept her back towards the senior agent as he leaned over the black-covered shoulder.
"Ah. I missed you my good friend!" Gibbs' smiled surprisingly at Abby as she stared at the cup.
"Abby, it's only been a night sleep." If you could call it sleep with DiNozzo there.
"What?! Oh, hi Gibbs'!" She grabbed the red pot in his hand and slurped the straw. Gibbs smirked as he walked over to the Plasma.
"What have you got Abbs?"
"The question is what I haven't got." She typed furiously at the keyboard in front of her. "Fingerprints showed on the clothes and the rubbish around but I'm afraid no hits in that department. I did, however, find something on this."
A zoomed in picture of a badge from the victims clothes were displayed in front on Gibbs.
"I researched the emblem. 'The entertainment club'." Gibbs raised his eyebrows. "Original, I know. Apparently it involves a nice little club down in Canton, Baltimore. People attend, talk about different things, and eat some food, maybe even party a little bit. Point is it's supposed to be a pleasant day out from daily schedules. Get this; next meeting is today at 5pm." She grinned happily as she carried on.
"I also researched Tony's last details on the other victims. Looking through the database from the 'club'" She showed imaginary speech marks in the air, "each victim went at some point. They were all a member Gibbs."
"Good work abs!" Gibbs threw over his shoulder as he entered the lift. Abby smiled to herself whilst clutching her Caff-pow.
NCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISJethro entered the bullpen to find a DiNozzo hitting the keyboard and growling at the computer. "Stupid, stupid thing…" the detective murmured.
Grinning, Gibbs' spoke, "Problem, Tony?"
"The computers stalled. I think this machine is like 1000 years old or-" Tony was cut off by Doctor Mallard.
"Actually Anthony, the term 'computer' has recently changed. Well not recent by our lifetime obviously-"
"Ducky, you have anything for us?"
"Actually Jethro I do. You see when I was observing the body; I came across a little tattoo on his left shoulder, about here." Ducky indicated to just below the shoulder blade. "Apparently, our petty officer was part of a group, appears to be rather dedicated to it too. The Tattoo read-"
"The entertainment club by any chance Duck?"
"Actually yes, ha, quite. I forgot for a moment who I was talking to! Anyway, seems like our petty officer was quite fond of the name 'Cyclops'. I'm guessing he is referring to an old tale."
"X-men." A voice perked up from behind the computer. Ducky stared for a moment at Tony before sharing a bewildered look with Gibbs. "Come on. Famke Janssen, Halle Berry. Directed by Bryan Singer, killer special effects?" Tony sounded exasperated as he rose from his seat. Cyclops is a character from x-men." A beat "It was just at the movies!"
"It is an 'entertainment club'. I suppose you could be right." Ducky suggested.
"DiNozzo, come with me. We need to get to Baltimore."
NCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISNCISDiNozzo crept inside. The police department was buzzing with people. Suspects were being carried off in handcuffs followed by heavily built men. He really did not want to be seen and with his fingers crossed he shortened the distance between himself and his desk in the middle. Maybe if he could just-
"DINOZZO!" Tony's chin rested on his chest as he sighed dramatically. He turned towards the overlooking balcony of the department. On it stood a fairly plump man, also known as Captain Turner. Tony approached the steps swiftly and climbed them two at a time.
Turner motioned DiNozzo to sit in front of his desk. It was a small room with a small fan whizzing in the corner. It had a dark brown roughly textured carpet and white walls. All in all, it was a boring office with not much to offer except a large window situated at the end, overlooking the car park.
The plump man slumped into his chair which made the room rattle slightly and made Tony think of a movie he couldn't quite place. The whole setting was eerie but hardly new to the detective so he waited patiently for the man opposite to speak.
"DiNozzo," Turner grounded out and made Tony wince "We have a situation with the case. Seems the daddy of the petty officer is in the big bucks. He's threatening to sue the department soon if we don't have any new leads and obviously with NCIS having the jurisdiction over it, seems we have a problem in supplying the new evidence to him."
"Which is where I come in right?"
"Damn right. Since you know the info and we pay your wages, you have to give us the details. That or I join the case. I would prefer the latter one but you know, it might get a bit busy here."
Tony managed to catch a glimpse of the box of doughnuts being stashed away in his top draw and he suppressed a laugh.
"I don't really have much choice in the matter, do I? I don't think Special Agent Gibbs will be best pleased about it though." Tony replied.
"What Gibbs doesn't know won't hurt him, right?" Turner winked slightly at Tony as he stumbled out of his chair. "I trust you will keep this within the department."
The captain leaned across the table at the dark anger-ridden eyes. "We wouldn't want to cause an incident now, would we?"
Tony grimaced at the plump man. "Of course not, sir."
The captain smiled smugly. "Good. Now get out of my office."
A/N Oof a dark episode for y'all! Dont hold me on the details I live in the Uk... haha. Review people!