NCIS
The TV flashed and emitted low sounds as Tony and Ziva watched Pulp Fiction. "What is going on here? I thought he died earlier in the film!" Ziva protested and almost managed to grab the DVD remote when DiNozzo held it away from her.
"Just watch the movie, Ziva!" Tony said and the Mossad liaison grumbled as she tried to keep up with the confusing movie. As the credits rolled, Ziva heard Rhiana's door open. Turning, she saw the small girl walk into the kitchen and grab a cup from the cabinet.
"We didn't wake you, did we?" Ziva asked and Rhiana shook her head.
"No, I just have a headache again," Rhiana said quietly and retrieved the bottle of aspirin from the shelf. Tony paused the movie and Rhiana saw what the two of them were watching. Smirking, she told them good night and went back to her room. Ziva turned back to the TV and continued to watch the confusing movie once more.
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Rhiana woke to the wonderful smells of breakfast and realized she was starved. Throwing herself into the bedroom's shower, Rhiana felt better as she exited and put on some decent work clothes. Finishing her subtle make-up, Rhiana grabbed her jacket and headed out into the main part of her house. What surprised her was that Tony was the one making breakfast instead of the careful Ziva, who had helped herself to a bowl of cereal. Looking up, Ziva had a surprised look on her face as she saw Rhiana dressed so nicely. "It's a change, isn't it?" she asked and twirled, showing off the black dress pants, light purple v-neck shirt, and brown boots.
"Very interesting choice, considering you've always stuck to casual jeans and shirts," Tony complimented and offered her some eggs. Sitting at the table, Tony loaded her plate down with eggs, bacon, and French toast. Thanking DiNozzo, the three sat at the table when Tony remembered something he had forgotten to give Rhiana. Returning a minute later, he set down a cup of coffee that was tan from cream.
"Oh, Tony, thank you!" Rhiana said happily and smiled at him as she took a drink. Giving an approving nod, the three ate their breakfast in peace when a knock came from the front door.
"I'll get it," Ziva said and stood from the table. Walking to the front door, Ziva peeked out and saw Tim standing there. As McGee looked up, he raised an eyebrow at Ziva's presence.
"O… kay… what's going on here?" he asked and Ziva opened the door to invite him in. Guiding him to the kitchen, Ziva began to explain when Rhiana saw that it was Tim.
"Tim, you're okay!" she said and darted towards him to give him a tight hug. "I was so worried!" she said and McGee hugged her back.
"Hey, it's okay. They just sent me home with some pain pills. I decided to come back to make sure you were okay," he said and Rhiana gave him another tight squeeze before letting him go. Tony saw it was Tim and made another plate of food. Setting it at another side of the table, the four were soon sitting at the table, discussing what had happened.
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"I was about to get in my car when I was apparently struck with the perpetrator's weapon. Next thing I know, I'm being loaded into an ambulance with Gibbs talking to me. They took me to the emergency room, checked me over, and sent me home just a few hours ago," McGee explained and Rhiana remembered the details he happened to forget.
"You should be glad Rhiana's a good shot, McGee. She's the one that took down your attacker," Tony said and McGee looked at Rhiana with surprise.
"You didn't kill him, did you?" Tim asked; that got him a smart kick from Ziva.
"No, it didn't kill him. I don't know what they did with him after they treated him. But there was also a black van parked across from my house last night. I remembered it after-the-fact. It was really weird," Rhiana said and raised an eyebrow as another knock came from the front door. Rushing to answer it, Rhiana peered out like Ziva did and saw Jethro standing there.
"Is everyone here?" he asked and Rhiana finally saw that her driveway was full.
"Yeah, Tim just got here a few minutes ago," Rhiana said and invited Gibbs to join them at the table.
"Boss, I swear we didn't wake her up while watching Pulp Fiction!" Tony said the second he saw Gibbs. Rhiana laughed and agreed, saving Tony from a smack in the back of the head. Jethro smirked as he sat at the table as well, waiting for someone to start a conversation.
"Are you sure you're okay, McGee?" Gibbs asked and Tim nodded.
"Minor headaches, but nothing I can't handle, boss," Tim said and Rhiana shuddered at the memories that were just hours old. She rested her chin in her hand as she thought about the black van she had momentarily seen the night before. Furrowing her brow, Rhiana tried to remember a license plate or vehicle brand.
Black van, rail on top, Ford insignia on the left hand back door, and basic tires; Rhiana tried to remember more, but drew a blank as she opened her eyes to see everyone looking at her. "What is it, Agent Stoller?" Gibbs asked and Rhiana sighed.
"It's a black or dark blue Ford model van with a rack on the top. That's all I can remember from the brief second I saw it," she offered and folded her arms on the table, seeing if she could remember more.
"Well, we've got people on the tire tracks from last night, the man that hit McGee is awaiting questioning at NCIS, and it will be transferred to our control once we all report in for work," Jethro said and that was everyone's cue to finish breakfast.
"Tim, you're riding with me. I suspect they took your poor Porsche into custody because of what happened," Rhiana said and shrugged on her light coat. Tim raised an eyebrow but submitted because he had taken a cab to get here. The other three disbanded from the table and went to their own vehicles while Rhiana locked up before getting into her vehicle.