Tony's Probie Radar pinged almost the instant McGee began to speak to her caller. The unprofessional 'Oh Hey" she smiled into the phone having him sit up and pay attention.

Their resident computer expert was not taking a call to do with work. Or if she was she had decided to go for the casual approach - something that was very un-McGee, so non-work it was.

"Yes, I am still on for tonight,"

Tonight? What was happening tonight? In a random streak of good luck – something that had been tragically lacking for them (and more so the dead sailors whose deaths they were investigating) over the past few months – there week had been of the standard length with no extra hours needing to be pulled.

Tony smelled a McMystery and he was going to solve it.

Timothy McGee was a bit of an all-round enigma when all was said and done. Unless it was something to do with work she was very quiet in the office and he would admit that she did talk about her computer stuff his eyes would glaze over. It was true that none of them really talked about their families but both he and Ziva had had more than one semi-significant other over the years and Tim…well, in all honesty he didn't even know if she interested in men or women. For all he knew nerds – OK geniuses – of her calibre had to go on some kind of March of the Penguins style exodus to hook up.

But it looked like he was finally going to learn something to add to his McGee Info.

"What!?" Tim's sudden shriek had all of them looking over at her desk now and Tony glanced over at Ziva to find her frowning with concern at their teammate. Gibbs too was looking with narrowed eyes towards McGee.

"The flu? I didn't know there was a flu bug going around," Tim spoke, unaware of the three of them watching her with concern and in Tony's case fascination.

"I know it's not his fault," Tim sighed in exasperation.

"No, I'll think of something,"

Tim was rubbing her eyes now. Whoever this person was they were obviously giving her a headache. Tony wondered just who it could be. After all, once she had gotten used to the whole dead body thing, Tim could face down anything without flinching out in the field. What could this person be saying to make her reach for the aspirin bottle like she was doing just now?

"Well...can't you fill his space? We can do without one-"

"Fine I will think of something,"

"What!"

"Ok, fine, I'll do it. I have something at home that should do and we'll not make it past phase 1 anyway,"

A look of mock insult flitted across her face for a moment.

"Hey! I am more than capable thank you and it was your suggestion,"

"Yes I know the rules,"

"I'll think of someone, Lowery don't worry about it ok,"

Tim finally seemed to sense the eyes on her and looked up, scanning the desks.

Gibbs continued to stare, Ziva smiled and went back to her work and Tony, well he wasn't one to get ashamed for nosying in on someone else conversation – even if it was only one half of it – so he just smiled and continued to watch and listen.

Just what was one Timothy McGee more than capable of? His mind ran wild with that sentence. It wasn't anything to do with work so… Oh, the possibilities were endless. Was there a naughty school girl under that geekish exterior that burst free on occasion?

He tilted his head to the side and studied her for a second.

She had lost some weight over the last year or so but as she had the tendency to wear the least flattering clothing on the planet it was difficult to tell just how much apart from the slimmer quality to her face. While Ziva wore clothes that were both serviceable and complementary to her figure Tim just went for serviceable.

Tony tried to think back over the years of cases and working out in the gym. He couldn't even remember ever seeing her bare arms. She always wore sleeves. Strange how he had never picked up on that before. And cleavage? Did she even have any?

A pen colliding with the side of his head - curtesy of Ziva - had him blinking out of his thoughts and shooting a glare at her before focusing again on Tim. Damn it! How much of the conversation had he missed?

"Yes, I'll be in plenty of time to go over it. We are just wrapping up now,"

They were writing up the paperwork for the last case and before Tim had gotten the phone-call Tony had been rushing to get his completed.

"Don't worry I'll think of someone,"

"Yes, OK, see you then,"

The caller obviously went on another tirade as Tim sighed.

"Lowery, it is all for fun, don't take it too hard if things don't go well,"

"Right, OK, we'll try our best, bye now,"

The receiver went down on the base with a decisive click and Tony wasn't surprised that the first thing she did was apologies to Gibbs.

"Sorry about that, Boss," she blushed, before going straight back to work, her fingers flying across the keyboard with an ease Tony could never hope to master.

He stood and sauntered over to her desk to perch on the edge. He couldn't just let this go, it was far too juicy for that.

"Hot date tonight, McGee?"

Tim didn't even look up at him – wow that hurt – but he could just make out her rolling her eye at the screen.

She didn't answer him.

"Come on McGee. Spill," he whined.

"Tony, I am trying to finish my work. Isn't that something you should be doing too?"

Not when there were the private lives of probie's to snoop into that was for sure.

"Ashamed of your new paramour," he teased, "Tut tut tut, that's not very nice,"

Tony knew from experience if he went on long enough she would tell him what he wanted to know just to get him to go away. To his surprise she broke very quickly.

She stopped typing and whipped her head up to look at him.

"I am going to a party tonight, happy?"

"With this Larrie?" he queried innocently.

"It's Lowery and he is going but we are not going 'together'," she sighed and then her eyes narrowed, "The party is invitation only DiNozzo, so-"

Tony raised his hands in surrender, stood up and backed away dramatically from her desk.

"The thought never even crossed my mind," he lied as he took his seat and picked up with his work.

Tony knew what he was doing with his evening.

Hi everyone, I am so sorry for the wee delay with this chapter. Yesterday was exhausting and I just didn't have the time to get logged on a posted. So I am posting one now (07:20) and I will post another one tonight to catch us up :)

This is the first of a connected 5 parter and the idea is ridiculous I will admit. But if you have made it through a musical version of a TV show (or maybe even Dirty Dancing) it might be OK :)

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