Hey y'all. Sorry again about the wait but I just got a brand new computer because my old one was crap. Hope you enjoy the chapter and I know nothing major is happening as of yet but don't worry its going to spiral out of control soon enough! Does anyone actually read this part i wonder... oh well, please review and ask any questions. By the way, thank you for everyone that has helped with the geography and so on. Obviously i'm not completely up to speed with america... living in Manchester, England. Oh well enjoy and please review! xxx Leigh

DiNozzo gazed around the large palace style room he had interviewed people for almost an hour in. It still took his breath away every time he around it. The posters displayed on the soft walls had captivated his interest almost immediately. Most were original first edition pieces of art although some looked a little too roughed up to be a limited edition. He moved to another picture hung up by a fairly large sized group of men and women. He sidestepped to squeeze through the gap, noticing a light brush of his arm. Tony looked back and saw a young lady smiling toothily at him. He turned back and carried on walking with a little jerk of the head and a slight lift of his eyebrow. A smirk graced his lips as he muttered under his breath "You still have it Anthony"

The room was large with wooden walls and floors. The floorboards creaked as Gibbs walked across to the man talking busily on his phone. He looked up, noticing Gibbs, and rushed to finish his conversation quickly, ending with "I'll call you back."

"Can I help you?" Jordan Matheus stood up to greet Jethro closing in on the desk on the other side of the room.

"Special Agent Gibbs, NCIS" He flashed his identification at the scowl he received.

"And may I ask what business NCIS has here?" The smaller man countered.

"Just a few questions." Gibbs' eyes looked around the room briefly before settling on the man in front.

"You're a doctor-?" Gibbs started.

"Quite clearly. You saw that on the door you just entered." The man was flustered as he seemingly ringed his hands in front.

"A doctor of what?" Gibbs began again pulling out his small notepad with an all too familiar feeling fluttering in his stomach as he stared at the shaggy haired man opposite him. Jordan eyes flashed dangerously as he attempted to stare out Gibbs.

"A medical doctor, special agent Gibbs." He spat out his name with venom dripping from each word. The agent regarded him with a slightly twitch of the head before equalling the mans tone.

"Is there somewhere else you need to be, Dr. Matheus?"

"As a matter of fact there is. I am free from this interrogation correct?"

A slight smile hinted at Gibbs' lips.

"For now." Gibbs flipped his notebook shut.

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"When do Gibbs and Tony get back, Ducky?"

"I would imagine they will be back fairly soon Abby," He smiled at her eagerness. "Until then I think we may need to find something before they return."

"Ducky… your words scold me!" She clutched at the spot where her heart would be dramatically. He chuckled at her antics.

"I just hope Jethro hasn't eaten Tony yet."

"Did he have his coffee?" Abby looked stricken as she turned to the doctor.

"I think he was drinking one when I was on the phone, but with Jethro you will never know."

"Don't be too sure of that Doctor." The small man turned to look at the Detective and Agent walking in from the elevator. Sure enough, a coffee rested in the latter's palm. A Caff-pow sat in the other.

"We stopped on the way back." Tony supplied the answer to the questioning looks. The red pot was placed next to Abby as she stared at it hungrily.

"Tell me you have something Abs."

"'Fraid not my silver haired fox, although I might do soon once my baby has sorted the blood sample Ducky provided me." She swivelled in her chair to give Gibbs a look that said 'Sorry'. He looked at her thoughtfully before leaving with Ducky asking about Baltimore. The Goth looked at the detective who was grinning happily.

"Hey Tony. What was it like?"

"The car ride," He paused giving a wince "or the building?"

"Both! Come on Tony," She changed the tone to slightly quieter, "What was it like?"

"It's different Miss. Sciuto."

"Call me Abby really." She beamed at Tony.

"Alright, Abby it is." He equalled her glow and felt a strong friendship being developed already.

"DINOZZO!" A call erupted from the elevator.

"Gotta' go." He dashed off to the awaiting elevator carrying the smirking Gibbs and the babbling Scotsman.

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It had been a rough day. They had travelled, been shouted at, moaned at and eventually kicked out that Tony wanted nothing better than just collapse on the small sofa in Gibbs' living room. He had a nice place, but it was obvious he didn't spend much time in it. Tony guessed it was due to work or just that damn boat he always seemed to be sandblasting. How he was going to get it out of there he had no idea, but he was too fatigued to think about that so contented himself with just resting his head on the back. Something jabbed into his back as he sprawled across the sofa. Reaching behind him to pull it out he found what seemed to be a television remote. He didn't even realise Gibbs had a TV. Not seeing a TV in close proximity he pushed the on button and glanced around the room twisting with his palms pushed down on the couch to get a better view. He jerked and faced forward when motion was sounded and a large screen dropped down.

"Very futuristic Special Agent Gibbs" he acknowledged as he turned it on. "No Cable, figures."

"That's where that was." Gibbs responded dryly. He passed Tony a beer and sat next to him on the sofa. A program about the marines flashed on and Gibbs made Tony watch it whilst munching on a pizza he ordered on the way back. Sausage and extra cheese was chewed as they sat back and rested their feet on the coffee table placed in front.