I feel like I haven't wrote in awhile. I was brain-dead. More like, medicine head.
I'm sick af. I got Bronchitis Dx and I'm taking medicine and I feel worse then ever before. -Growls in frustration-
Well, finally! When I woke up at four in the morning today unable to go back to sleep, I decided to play some music and yay! No more writers block.
For now.
Anyway, hope you like it.
-Love, Toxxic.
McGee's phone dinged. He looked at it hesitantly. It was Tony.
He answered with a sigh, "Yeah, Tony?"
"So, Abby and Ducky were down here trying to pry any tiny information from Bridgett, and guess what? They think they narrowed down the list. We gotta another one, buck-a-roo. Let's get rollin'" He swore he could see Tony smile with some sort of satisfaction. He smiled, knowing he was trying to cheer him up.
Another sigh escaped McGee's lips, "Alright. Where to this time?" He questioned.
"Actually, a club."
"A club?" Great. He was dealing with a wild party-animal teenager. It was like dealing with a mini-DiNozzo. It didn't matter though, he just wanted to find her.
A laugh escaped DiNozzo's lips. "Yup. Look's like you might gotta wild one." McGee could now see DiNozzo exit the elevator and make his way to the squad room. McGee was right, he did have a huge smile on his face.
They both hung up simultaneously as they went to their desk and grabbed their gear. "What about the others?"
DiNozzo smiled, "We're splitting up. Cover more ground while saving time." He placed a comforting hand over McGee's shoulder. "Your welcome, Probie."
McGee smiled as they both made their way to the elevator.
"Her name is... Natalia Mountgomery. Black hair, blue eyes, and a rockin' band."
Another evil grin came from DiNozzo, as the elevator doors closed.
Tonight was going to be another long one.
They walked in seeing a crowd surrounding a fairly medium-sized stage. There was four teenagers.
The drummer was in the back. He had short blond hair that caressed over his left eye and tan white skin. He was bobbing his head up and down, getting ready for the big finale.
The guitarist was another guy. He had short black hair with one single blond stripe. His eyes were a dark brown as seen from the stage lights. He also had tan white skin. He wore a slim band t-shirt, black skinny jeans with a metal chain that draped over. His shoes were black and white converse.
The bass. She had brown wavy hair, dark brown eyes and pale skin. She seemed to be about 5'5 or 5'6, too short to be Natalia, according to their description.
Finally, the main singer. She had long wavy jet black hair, her eyes were a bright ocean blue. Her eye lashes were long, making her eyes pop even more. She had pale skin, and was around 5'1. She wore a blank tank with full-length arm purple lace. She wore fashionably torn-up dark blue shorts with a skull-laced tights, along with black spiky boots.
That was definitely Natalia.
She gave an evil grin to the crowd.
The guitar gave a loud solo. It reminded him of one of those motorcycle gang based TV shows from the 1950's, somehow mixed with a rock band, or maybe even metal-core band.
The lead singer seemed to stand taller. Another smile spread across her dark red lips, "One, two...One two three four!" She screamed, and the crowd screamed with. The drums began to beat loud enough to feel the vibrations from were they were standing.
"You said, 'Baby we can rule the world' and I...Buh-leaved you." The drums started to beat alone, knocking off the sound of the Guitar and Bass. "Now the words you said echoed in my mind and baby I can't stop..." Another drum solo, "I can't stop thinkin' 'bout you now!"
Drum solo, she sang deeper this time. "Save me, baby, take me away from this horrid place. The fire is spreadin', my lungs burn from all...this... rage OH!" Suddenly, all the instruments seemed to play at once, louder this time. The crowd cheered, jumping up and down.
"My heart is pumpin', baby you got me runin', whoa oh oh oh!" She sang at the top of her lungs. They listened as the crowd seemed to grow louder.
"Guess her band is popular around here, huh?" DiNozzo smiled as he looked at McGee. He seemed jealous.
McGee smiled back and shrugged. "We can probably sneak in the back, where the dressing rooms are. Try to get a sample from there." McGee suggested. DiNozzo smirked, agreeing with him. They began walking towards the back rooms, watching as the band had suddenly exploded what seemed to be neon paint on the crowd. The crowd screamed louder in excitement.
DiNozzo and McGee quickly made their way to the back room.
Several seconds after the paint explosion, they watched as the band had made their way to the back, laughing and high-fiving each other. McGee suddenly didn't know how he was going to get a sample. He looked at DiNozzo with a confused expression.
DiNozzo's eyes widened at first, then gave a evil grimace.
"Holy shit." The voice came from one of the girls. They turned, seeing that Natalia was looking directly at...
McGee.
McGee's eyes widened, not knowing what to say or think.
Did she somehow recognize him?
She walked up to McGee, completely ignoring DiNozzo. "I can't believe it...are you..."
"Thom E. Gemcity?"
DiNozzo and McGee seemed to sigh in unison. DiNozzo then gave another evil smile, holding in a laugh.
"Uh, yea...I am." He sounded disappointed.
"Shit, man, your books are the bomb!" One of the guys behind her said. He walked up to him and gave a fist pump. They recognized him as the guitarist.
"Yeah, Natalia is totally obsessed with all your books." The brown haired girl teased. Natalia rolled her eyes.
"So your a fan...of him?" DiNozzo seemed to say in disbelief. McGee rolled his eyes at him.
"Of course." Natalia smiled at him, then back at McGee.
"What are you doing here anyway?"
DiNozzo and McGee were silent at first. "Well, uh..." McGee started to say hesitantly, "I heard about your band. I kind of live around here." He smiled, "I'm writing another book, and wanted to observe teenage bands." He smiled through the lie.
She smiled back, placing her hands in her pockets, "Well, Guilty Tendencies are totally available whenever if you need us to answer any questions."
The drummer and guitarist cheered and fist pumped. Natalia and the other girl rolled their eyes and smiled.
McGee smiled, and DiNozzo suddenly spoke up. "How long the band been together?"
Natalia looked at DiNozzo for the first time and smiled, "Three years now. We just haven't got a lot of performances." Natalia shrugged, looking away.
"Why not?" DiNozzo questioned.
"I'm a foster kid. Kind of been moved around a couple times."
DiNozzo gave a sympathetic smile, "Sorry to hear."
"It's all good." She said with a sigh. She seemed to show some kind of sadness in her eyes, like she wasn't happy about it.
"So, when did you get in the foster system?" McGee asked, sounding curious.
"When I was young. Apparently, my parents died in a hit-and-run."
DiNozzo and McGee looked at each other, almost like saying this can't be just a coincidence.
McGee looked back at her, "Really? Tell me more...I mean, if you don't mind. I'm also kind of researching on foster kids." He gave a fake smile hoping he sounded believable.
She sighed, "Well, I can tell you know the foster system does a crap job on running background checks and seeing if the family is actually fit enough." She gave a fake smile and shrugged. Her friends behind her were silent.
"Is your current foster family bad?" DiNozzo said bluntly.
She looked at him with her dark blue ocean eyes. He tried not to regret his question.
"Yeah." She said softly, then messed with a small, silver necklace. Her friends behind her sighed. The guitarist walked behind her and put a comforting hand on her shoulder, "Hey, I gotta go, do you still need a ride?"
Natalia looked at him, then back at McGee and frowned. "Damn, yeah I do -"
"I can give you a ride." McGee said awkwardly. Natalia looked at him, questioning if she should say yes.
"I'm not sure-"
"Don't worry, he's not a creeper." DiNozzo tossed a smile her way, exposing his badge. "I can tell you right now. He can't even get a woman in-"
"Tony!"
DiNozzo went quiet, but still had an evil smile.
McGee rolled his eyes.
"Are you a -?" Natalia looked at McGee. He sighed, "Nah, he's just a friend of mine. I'm just a boring writer." He lied, shrugging it off.
She smiled, "You sure you don't mind?" She asked.
He smiled, "Trust me, I have nothing else to do."
DiNozzo laughed, "You got that right." He mumbled.
McGee gave him a glare, and he turned away.
Natalia laughed, then looked at her friends who stood behind her. "I'm good guys."
The drummer gave a small smile, "Well, just call when you get home, OK?"
She smiled, "Don't worry, bro. I will."
They smiled as they walked out hesitantly.
Natalia turned back at McGee. "So." She gave a huge grin, "Have anything else that's on your mind?"
After several seemingly long minutes of fake interviewing Natalia, the three of them had made their way to McGee's NCIS-issued car. Good thing it didn't actually have the words 'NCIS' on them.
DiNozzo got in the back, and Natalia in the passenger seat as she showed McGee the directions to her house.
They seemed to talk the whole way there. During that time, DiNozzo was texting Abby the news, wondering if she was 'the one.'.
McGee and DiNozzo had already agreed how to get a sample from Natalia easily. After several moments of driving, McGee had slammed on the brakes by a stop sign, pretending he didn't see it. He smiled nervously at Natalia, pretending he was just too exhausted. Natalia shrugged it off.
While he had slammed on his brakes, Tony had 'accidentally' slammed his hand on the back of the passenger seat, able to get a small strand of Natalia's hair.
DiNozzo quietly looked through the pocket that was on the back of the passenger seat as he grabbed a plastic bag, placing the stand in it and closing it tightly. He gave a small smirk.
Finally, they had made their way to Natalia's house. McGee stopped at the drive way, listening to Natalia's long sigh.
"Well, this is it." She said hopelessly. She gave another fake smile at him, "Well, here's my number. You know, for your book."
"Hey, I can put the...Guilty Temptations...?" McGee suddenly questioned himself with a blush. DiNozzo gave a loud sigh, "Guilty Tendencies, Thom!"
Natalia laughed, and McGee rolled his eyes with a smirk. "Well, I can put your band in my book, you know for good publicity."
Natalia gave a huge smile, "That would be great." She suddenly frowned, "I just hope we can stay together." She looked away as she opened the car door.
McGee and DiNozzo looked at her in confusion, "What do you mean by that?"
Natalia sighed, "I'm pretty sure I'm going to be going off to another foster home." She rolled her eyes, then shrugged again. "Oh well, I gotta go. Thanks for the ride!" She closed the door before McGee could say anything else as she started jogging her way to the front door.
They watched as the front door opened, a large muscular man looking angry at her. Her body seemed to sink in, losing it's confidence. The man towered over her in anger, and pointed inside the house. She looked down and made her way inside. The man glanced at the car with an angry glare, then slammed the door.
DiNozzo hoped out then jumped in the passenger seat. He looked at McGee and held up the plastic bag. "Got it."
McGee smirked, then started the car as they made their way back to the NCIS building.
They all sat in Abby's lab. Bishop was sitting on the stool by Abby's computer, DiNozzo and McGee in front of her.
"Here's the deal," DiNozzo began, "If you and Gibbs are right, then..."
"Then you owe us dinner." Bishop smirked.
"You and your food." DiNozzo laughed, "and if me and McDaddy here are right, then you owe us dinner."
Abby turned, "And if neither are you are right, all three of you owe me a caf-pow! Actually, either way you do." She shrugged with an evil smile, turning back around as she faced her machine.
They watched as the machine printed one of the results out.
"Whose first?" DiNozzo questioned.
"Natalia Holland." She read through the material and frowned, which was Gibbs and Bishop's case. "Not her."
"Hah, you owe us dinner!" DiNozzo joked.
"No! Not until the second results come back!" Bishop fought back with laughter.
McGee seemed to be anxiously tapping his pencil again as he watched the second paper slowly print out. Abby quickly grabbed it, reading it.
"Holy shit guys!" Abby yelled, "It matches!"
McGee leaped up to his feet and grabbed the paper out of Abby's hand. He read the results, a smile spreading across his face. "Oh my gosh.." He smiled, "I can't wait to tell Bridgett." He said, nearly running out of the lab.
"McGee!" DiNozzo yelled.
McGee turned around looking confused.
"Forgetting something?"
"Huh?" He stared at him in confusion.
"The whole reason why we were looking for her in the first place?" DiNozzo shook his head, "C'mon, grab your gear. Afterwards, your buying dinner, Bishop." DiNozzo winked, giving an evil grin as he fixed his collar and walked out of the lab with confidence.
Finally found Natalia. :) Yay.
So, I gave her somewhat of a troubled past, but I think things are about to get real interesting now. :]
Anyway, I'll try to update soon.