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The first thing the Exorcists heard when the doors opened was some sort of music, if one could call it that. It had all sorts of instruments that neither Allen nor Lavi had ever heard before. It was enough to give them each a headache, but was nothing compared to what shrilling screams some Akuma produced in battle.

Tony put his hand to his head, covering one ear. He walked ahead of Allen and Lavi, who followed. They went through a doorway into the room where the strange noise must have been emanating from, as it was even louder in here.

Allen and Lavi stopped in the doorway, but Tony continued over to a tall person wearing a white coat with a low black ponytail, sitting in front of a large . . . table? It was two levels and was shiny gray.

Tony tapped the person's shoulder. They turned their head toward him, and Allen recognized the figure was female. He looked at Lavi, who was all but drooling.

The woman picked up a small gray device about the size of her hand, pointed it against the wall, and pressed a button on the device. The loud noise stopped. All three of the people who just entered the room sighed with relief.

The woman turned at the sound of the two Exorcists behind her. Her bangs, her dark ponytail, her dress shirt and vest—except for her cheery eyes, make-up, and lack of sunglasses, she looked a lot like Lulubell. At that realization, the teens stiffened. Who were these people?

"Are you the two I've heard about? Who were found at the crime scene?" She sounded excited, quite the opposite of her coworkers Allen and Lavi already met. Allen gulped and nodded.

She jumped out of her seat and ran over to Allen and Lavi, shaking Allen's hand violently before doing the same to Lavi. "Myname'sAbbySciuto. ButjustcallmeAbby." She sounded like she was hyped up on . . . something. It couldn't be possible for a person to talk that fast without the aid of some sort of drug or something.

A hand came down on Abby and Lavis' hands. The Exorcists and Abby looked at the person at the other end of it. The man was tall and had short brown hair, lighter than Tony's.

"Careful, Abby. You'd better calm down before you accidently pull one of their arms off."

Lavi sighed in relief when Abby let go of his hand.

"I guess you're right, McGee." She took a deep breath, eyes closed, before facing the Exorcists again. "Hi, my name is Abby. Sorry about my sugar rush. Today's just been a really good day. First, there's a new Caf-Pow flavor that I found, and then I found this old vest which I'm going to wear as my entry for the 1800's dress contest, and then I heard that there were some weird kids found at the crime scene, and that Ducky and Gibbs are completely baffled about the case—which Gibbs is never baffled—and—"

"Abby. Breathe." McGee stopped her one-breath sentence, most of which Allen and Lavi didn't understand. Caf-Pow? Contest? Ducky? What?

Abby turned to face him, pointing her finger accusingly at him. "Don't be a kill-joy, Tim."

At her statement, Timcanpy flew out of Allen's sleeve. He flew towards Abby for having said his name, but stopped midflight and turned, zipping back to Allen. The golem clung to Allen's head, trying to hide himself in Allen's hair by fluttering his wings to manipulate the strands. Needless to say, his plan failed.

Abby looked at Timcanpy. "What is that? It's so cool!"

Allen raised his arm, extending his index finger for Tim to crawl out onto. He hesitated before doing so. Allen lowered Timcanpy to his eye level.

"It's alright, Tim. She's nice, like Moa. You remember Moa."

Abby's eyes lit up again, and she held her hands cupped together as though she were going to take a drink from them. She brought her hands up by Allen's finger, and Timcanpy crawled into her hands.

"Your name is Tim too?" She turned to face McGee, holding Timcanpy high enough in her hands to where she could compare the two. "I don't see much of a likeness, though.

"Timcanpy's actually a golem," Lavi said, closing his visible eye and tilting his head, index finger pointed to the ceiling. It was the pose he usually took in explaining something. "Pretty smart one, too. He's come in handy more times than I can count."

The golem put on his evil grin, turning just enough for McGee to see it. McGee turned his head a little, eyes still on the golem, intimidated.

Tony laughed. "Aw, what's the matter, Probie? Scared of a little competition?" His smile dropped slightly. "Gibbs said to take a break and take these two—" he eyed Timcanpy "three . . . to get something to eat."

If Abby wasn't excited about her guests before, she was now. She threw off her white lab coat, tossing it onto the chair she had been sitting in just minutes before. They could now see that she was wearing a white dress shirt with a gray vest and black pants. The outfit looked exactly like what Allen wore when not wearing his Exorcist uniform. It seemed to be missing something, though . . .

"It looks like she raided your dresser, Allen." Lavi's words spooked Allen, as Allen had forgotten Lavi was standing there.

"Abby, what's with that outfit?" McGee asked the question, but both he and DiNozzo were staring at her outfit.

Abby spun, showing off the whole get-up. "It's my entry for the 1800's dress contest. I'm still missing a tie, though. I asked Ducky if he had some, but I'm not sure bow-ties will work. Gibbs doesn't wear ties, and I know you two lamos are entering the contest, too, so I can't ask you for help."

The two special agents looked at each other.

"What you need," Allen said, for the first time since meeting these three asserting himself in the conversation. "Is not so much of a bow-tie or neck tie, but more of a ribbon tie."

Now all eyes were on him. Even Timcanpy seemed to be staring at him.

"That might work, actually." Abby seemed to be thinking rather deeply about it. "I just don't know where to find one."

"Well, listen to the short brat if you want. I've got an outfit that will put you to shame." Everyone had their jaws dropped at Tony's statement. Abby and Allen couldn't believe Tony called Allen a little brat, Lavi couldn't believe Allen wasn't flipping out, and McGee couldn't believe Tony had the nerve to challenge McGee's entry, since it was comprised mostly of items that McGee already owned.

"Well, either way," Abby started, walking towards a black coat hanging on the wall. "I have a special order from Gibbs to carry out. Let's go get you guys some food."

Sorry that it's so short. I had three cases of writer's block while trying to finish this, and despite all that's been going on, publishing this chapter has been foremost on my mind. Hope you enjoyed it. Next week I should be able to write more.