Somebody Gibbs smack me, please! A month without updating? Okay, I apologize for that everyone. I started back to college and life has been a little hectic. Anyway, here is the next chapter of the story!
Chapter Ten:
Not Another One!
Tony was bored beyond belief. Ziva was off undercover with Naomi and Abby. Gibbs was irritated because they were two agents and a forensic scientist down. McGee was moping about because he missed Abby.
Tony nearly jumped when Gibbs' cell phone beeped. He looked at it, not quite certain how to bring up his text message, Tony knew.
"McGee, get the text do-dah thing on this phone to come up," he ordered McGee, tossing him the cell phone unceremoniously.
"On it, Boss." He fiddled with the cell phone. "It's from Naomi."
"Well?"
"She said 'We are in play.'"
"Good," he replied snatching it out of McGee's hand.
"Got anything?"
"A whopping case of boredom?" Tony quipped.
Gibbs smacked him on the back of his head. "The case, DiNozzo!"
"Nothing new, Boss."
"Dammit!" Gibbs exclaimed, nearly slamming his coffee on his desk. "Why are these women so good at covering their tracks?" he muttered to himself.
His desk phone rang. "Agent Gibbs. Okay, be right there." He hung up the phone. "Gear up. We got another dead sailor in Mason Neck Park. Same M.O."
Tony grimaced, "Not another one." He grabbed his gear and pulled his Sig out of the desk drawer.
"Stuff it, DiNozzo."
Tony grimaced in pain when he felt Gibbs' hand make contact with his head. "Shutting up now, Boss."
McGee grinned slightly.
"Wipe that look off your face Probie!" Gibbs ordered. "Before I smack you silly."
McGee's grin dropped immediately.
The drive to the crime scene was uncharacteristically silent, even for Tony who always made some snide joke or comment to pass the time. But this time they were two agents and a forensic scientist short, so they had no time for stupid jokes. Plus, Gibbs was pissed off.
Tony heard tires screeching. He looked up to see a very familiar red Mini with three persons peel out into the road. He could swear he heard someone whoop in delight as the Mini took a hard turn.
Tony couldn't help but grin as he thought of Ziva tearing through the streets of Woodbridge, striking fear in all American drivers as she did. Probably was Naomi whooping in delight. Crazy ninja chicks! he thought.
"DiNozzo, bag and tag. McGee, photos and sketch," Gibbs ordered, breaking Tony from his reverie.
"Zone out much, Tony?" McGee asked as he snapped a picture of a dazed Tony.
"Mind your own business, Probie," Tony shot back. "I just miss Ziva," he admitted.
"Yeah, it has been a little quiet in the bull pen lately," McGee commented.
"Hey!" Gibbs yelled. "Quit standing around!"
"On it, Boss!" they quipped. Tony canvassed the area for any evidence of a struggle as they waited for Ducky to clear the body. Unfortunately, Ducky and Jimmy Palmer had yet to arrive. Autopsy Gremlin probably got them lost again.
They didn't have too long to wait. The Medical Examiner's van pulled up next to the truck. Of course, Tony could already hear Ducky scolding Jimmy for missing a turn.
"You're late, Duck," Gibbs stated when Ducky approached the body.
"Sorry Jethro, Mister Palmer missed the Woodbridge exit."
"Shoulda taken that left turn at Albuquerque," Tony quipped earning a glare from Gibbs. "Shutting up now."
"Wise choice, DiNozzo."
"Now, let me see here. Our young lieutenant had his throat slit. Tore straight through his carotid artery. Cause of death was likely exsanguination." Ducky stuck the liver probe in the victim. "TOD was roughly three hours ago. Lividity suggests that he died here."
"And of course the large pool of blood," Palmer added.
Tony looked at him. Duh, Palmer!
"But you already knew that," Palmer said, deflated.
"The gurney, Mister Palmer."
"Right away, Dr. Mallard."
"I don't see a murder weapon," Tony commented as he searched around and under the body as Palmer and Ducky loaded the victim onto the gurney.
"Killer took it with her. Definitely same cult. Patterns match," McGee theorized as he took pictures of the blood pool.
"We gotta catch these guys before Gibbs has an aneurysm," Tony replied as he took a sample of the blood.
McGee stayed silent, quietly doing his job.
Tony sighed and got back to work as well.
It was going to be a long day.
Sorry about the length. It was just a good place to end the chapter. Check out my new poll! Who do you think Naomi should be paired with? You know the drill, everyone! Until next time, Maylee.