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CHAPTER THREE
"Headache, Tony?"
Tony lifted his head and looked across the way towards Ziva's desk.
"Actually, yeah." He said, giving her a look. "It tends to happen when a woman screams in my ear.......especially when the screaming has nothing to do with me or my bed."
One desk down, Tim rolled his eyes, gathering his belongings intent on going home. Before he could take a step his phone rang. "McGee."
As Tim listened to his caller, Ziva stood up and moved out from behind her desk, glaring at Tony. "I did not scream, Tony. And even if I had, you can't blame me, it was a huge ferocious animal that could have eaten me for breakfast."
"It was a spider, Ziva!" Tony responded back as he slung his back over his shoulder and joined her out in front of the desks. "An itty bitty baby daddy long leg! They aren't even poisonous!"
"They are too!" Ziva said, frowning.
"Yeah.....if they could bite you!" Tony exclaimed. "Which they can't!"
Tony paused, shaking his head. "I swear, Ziva. You can kill a man a thousand different ways, but you can't kill some stupid little thing that's smaller than a bullet!"
"Yeah, well...you shouldn't be complaining." Ziva huffed. "It's not as if you actually killed it."
"Yeah...which reminds me..." Tony leaned back crossing his arms as he gave a small laugh. "How exactly did you get rid of the itsy bitsy spider, Ziva? Did it crawl out the water spout?"
Ziva stuck her tongue out at him, then squared her shoulders. "I took care of it."
"Yeah...sure. Who helped?" Tony asked.
"No one." As the lie left Ziva's mouth, she dared a glance over towards Tim.
Tony saw and laughed, clapping his hands. "Hah! I knew it!"
Tony turned his head towards Tim and shook his head. "Pathetic, Probie."
"He is not!" Ziva said as she looked pointedly at Tony. "He's just nice...unlike you, Tony."
Tony opened his mouth to respond but before he could, the back of his head was smacked. Beside him, Ziva had just experienced the same thing.
"Should have killed it, DiNozzo." Gibbs said as he moved past them and sat down at his desk.
"Yes, Boss." Tony said as he went back to his own desk.
Ziva rubbed the back of her head and sat at her desk, then looked at her boss. "What was mine for?"
Gibbs looked up, leveling his eyes on hers. "Same thing. Aren't you two suppose to be going home?"
Ziva and Tony nodded, taking a small step towards the elevator, both muttering 'yes, boss' as they moved.
"Not just yet, Boss." Tim said, hanging up the phone. "We got a body."
"Where?" Gibbs asked as he got his gun from the drawer. Ziva and Tony flew back to their desks, following suit.
"Found in the back of an ambulance parked outside the halfway house. Man was dressed in a uniform so they called us." McGee answered as he grabbed his gun and put it in his holster.
"Alright, Grab your gear. Let Ducky know." Gibbs said as he stood and started walking out.
Before anyone had a chance to follow, they were interrupted.
"Jethro....a word please."
Gibbs didn't even slow down as Director Jenny Shepard came down the stairs from her office.
"It will have to wait, Jen. We just got a case." Gibbs said.
Director Shepard walked over to McGee. Plucking the information sheet from his fingers, she moved across the room to another team. Handing it to their leader, she turned back to Gibbs.
"How about now, Agent Gibbs?"
Tony, Tim and Ziva looked from Gibbs, to the Director and back to Gibbs again. Gibbs just looked at her for a moment, then nodded.
"Sure, Director." he said after a moment.
Director Shepard nodded and started back up the stairs, calling out behind her. "Just a heads up, Gibbs. You might want to get Ducky and Abby in here as well."
Tony, McGee and Ziva looked towards their boss as the Director continued up the stairs and disappeared into MTAC. Gibbs looked at them for a moment, and then rose a brow.
"You three waiting for something?" he asked. "Get Abs and Ducky up here."
When the three continued to look at him, he raised the other brow.
"NOW!"
Tony, McGee and Ziva scattered back to their desk, each grabbing up the phone and punching in numbers. Gibbs turned, leaving his team to summon the forensic scientist and the medical examiner and walked up the stairs and into MTAC. As he walked into the control center, so to speak, he sat down next to Jenny.
"You wanna explain why you just handed off one of my cases to someone else, Jen?" he asked her.
"A benefit of being me, Jethro. The night shift is perfectly capable of handling that case." Jenny answered, handing him a file. "Besides, I have another case for you."
Gibbs took the folder, skimming through its contents. After a moment, he snapped the folder shut and tossed it on Jenny's desk.
"This isn't a military problem."
Before Jenny could respond, a voice from behind Gibbs spoke. "No it isn't."
Gibbs turned, his eyes narrowing as he recognized who the voice belonged to.
"Tobias." he said, nodding his head in acknowledgment.
Fornell smiled, nodding in return. "Good to see you again, Gibbs."
"I bet it is." Gibbs replied, before turning back to the Director. "You wanna tell me what's going on? This isn't NCIS jurisdiction."
"We think that this person may try to do something again, Gibbs." Fornell said.
"And since the victim's family is performing at the base next week, that makes it an NCIS priority." Jenny explained. "However, if you need another reason, keep reading. I'm sure you'll understand why it's coming to you."
"Did Gibbs say what he wanted, McGee?" Abby asked as she plopped down at Gibbs's desk.
McGee looked up at their Gothic angel and tilted his head. "Actually, it was the Director who suggested you come up here, for a case."
Abby's brow rose. "Really? Hmmm, must be a really important one then."
"Every case is important, Abby, whether it comes from the Director or not." Everyone jumped to their feet as Gibbs appeared out of nowhere with Fornell trailing behind him.
"Everything okay, Boss?" Tony asked, eyeballing Fornell cautiously.
Gibbs nodded curtly, heading to his desk. As he sat down, his team hovered around him, each one asking the same silent question.
"We're working a case with the FBI." He told them.
Gibbs turned to Ducky and handed him a stapled pack of papers.
"I need you to go through this with a fine tooth comb, Duck." He said. "Let me know what's there and what's not."
"Very well." Ducky said as he grabbed the report, giving it a quick glance. "High priority, I take it?"
"Top of the list." Gibbs replied, then turned to Abby. "The FBI is sending over all their evidence. Check it over, make sure they didn't miss anything."
Fornell arched a brow at Gibbs. "It's the FBI, Gibbs. We didn't...." Pausing, Fornell turned to Abby and nodded. "It's FBI. We probably missed something."
"I have to do some updates on the computer first, but knowing the FBI, I'll be done way before the evidence ever shows up." Abby said.
"Probably." Gibbs replied. "Come get McGee if you end up needing help, Abs."
"Will do." Abby said before walking back to her lab.
As Abby left, Gibbs handed the remaining three team members a copy of the case file. "You have until 0700 to familiarize yourself with this case. She'll be in then."
