"I have a degree in physical education, I played varsity basketball at Ohio State! This isn't going to end well for you! Your money laundering day's ar-

- Gets hit by a car –

Are over!"

2001

Navy Lieutenant Ian Floyd sat waiting in one of NCIS' finest interrogation rooms, the man kept a stoic face and had been sitting there was at least three hours now but Gibbs didn't care.

Thanks to Baltimore PD he already had all the evidence and their suspect hadn't said a word, Gibbs already knew that this was their murderer yet it was protocol to question him himself.

He sighed, he could've let Pacci handle it only the agent had been 'suffering' from a nasty stomachache so now he had to go in and question the suspect.

He sighed deeply grabbed the file and strolled the interrogation room in, Floyd's attention was immediately directed towards him.

The DEA already had confirmed that they had enough evidence to prosecute Floyd but Gibbs' gut was still twisting a bit, he was missing something.

"So, you gonna talk my ass off too?" he raised his eyebrow, what the hell was this guy talking about – he decided to wait, most people tended to talk themselves when something was bothering them and it was fun to see them squirm.

However Floyd didn't squirm he just seemed to get more annoyed, Floyd let out annoyed huff then started talking.

"That guy, Dinozzo he started chasing me for at least two blocks and he kept on ranting – man that guy didn't shut up!" he held his face stoic but he actually was quite amused, Dinozzo ranted at suspects while chasing them? Interesting.

"He was like 'You're not getting away' and all of that BS, annoying kid he only shut up when that car hit him – thought I finally lost him then I hear him behind be yelling at me again." Floyd let out another annoyed huff "Freak" he muttered as an afterthought.

He raised his eyebrow, Dinozzo had to have some condition to be able to run top speed and rant at the suspect – funny, he had done the same when he arrested him.

Dinozzo and his tube socks.

"Really?" he half-smiled, clearly too amused to give a shit about appearing angry – not that the guy looked like someone who's easily intimidated.

"Kept yelling about his 'physical degree' and his tube socks" Floyd snorted, he smiled apparently Dinozzo liked bragging about his socks – everyone had their weird traits…

He shook his head, remembering why he was here in the first place "So, let's talk about your…"