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M through R › NCIS
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
17
Views:
17,631
Reviews:
19
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own NCIS, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Calling
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Author’s Note: Hey guys. Another chapter up. It’s quite a short one. Not much point to it other than to thicken the plot and add more of a twist to it. Muchas gracias to KellyRoxton for being awesome and understanding my sick twisted little mind. Also, I’m going to be quite busy with schoolwork in the next few weeks, but I’ll try to update. Preferably with a chapter better than this one. Think of this chapter as a bridge connecting the simple storyline with a single Gibbs to the angsty, complicated storyline of an already spoken for Gibbs. Or something like that :)
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-So, we have a commercial brand lacquer – Tony sighed, spinning in his chair. – Probie! What else?
No answer.
-PROBIE!!
With a rustling of paper, McGee came up from under his desk, his eyes squinting and his hair messed up. And as always, Gibbs decided to walk in at that precise moment. DiNozzo scowled inwardly for missing a chance to get the probie in trouble.
-Comfortable, McGee? I hope I didn’t interrupt your beauty sleep.
-You sure could use some – came a whispered comment from DiNozzo.
-Did I ask you anything, special agent DiNozzo? – Gibbs barked.
-Sir, no, sir!
-That’s what I thought. Now, why are you sleeping on the floor McGee? Don’t you have a home to go to?
-It… It’s… ummm…. – Gibbs was not in the best of moods, he didn’t have coffee with him, which was always a sign of trouble and this scenario brought up the insecure teenager in McGee.
-Spit it out McGee, before I die of old age! DiNozzo, I do not want to hear a single comment from you!
-Yes, boss…
-Fumigated, boss. My apartment is being fumigated. Can’t go back for another day or so.
-Can’t you stay at a friend’s house, McGee? Don’t even think about it, DiNozzo!
Tony’s face froze mid-smile. He was just about to comment on Tim’s lack of social life. Gibbs was really pissed off. Wonder what happened…
-I was staying with Abby, boss. But she was working late in the lab and thought it would be weird for me to be alone in her apartment… boss.
Gibbs relaxed at this. So he hadn’t slept in Abby’s house tonight. He wondered briefly if he had any right to feel so possessive of Abby. Ah hell, he didn’t need anybody’s approval to do anything. But he was damned if he was going to let his team catch on that he was happy at the news of McGee being away from Abby.
-I’m going down to the lab. Tell Officer David that she better have some damn good excuse for not being here on time. – and with that, he rushed off.
-I do not believe he would ever do that. – came a giggling female voice.
-I know. And then he gives me that stare. Like I’m supposed to...
-Anything you girls want to share?
-Gibbs! Fornell was just here. Gave me and Ziva here the Fornell stare. Not as effective as yours, though, boss-man. – Abby stated.
-Officer David, any reason why you are not at your desk?
-I came to… - Ziva started to explain, but then thought better of it, - I’m on my way up there now. See you later, Abby.
-Bye, Ziva.- Abby chirped, turning to Gibbs. – So, again, you do not come bearing gifts? Was it something I said?
-Coffee place’s being renovated. Haven’t had my coffee yet. Any leads, Abbs?
-Glad you asked, Gibbs.
Abby was just about to explain when Gibbs’ phone rang. He picked up and started talking, a smile on his face. Who the hell was he talking to this early? And why was he smiling? Abby felt a bit jealous at whoever was making Gibbs smile like that. When he passed by her, she managed to hear a female voice on the other end of the line. And she sounded happy. Damn her! Sure, Gibbs had women in his life, but at the moment, the thought of somebody else in Gibbs’ life made Abby furious. She could… She could run a trace on the call. Gibbs wouldn’t even know. Then she’d know where and most likely who the call was coming from. But that would be… low. No! Abby refused to stoop that low. She had her pride. And no matter how sick she felt, she would not trace that call… for now. She would have to discuss this with Ziva. And possibly Jenny. Of course, she would have to make up somebody else and not bring Gibbs into the conversation.
He was still talking. And smiling. Curse him! Well, she wasn’t going to let him know this annoyed her. After all, they were friends. Compadres. A team in the battle against the forces of evil. She had no reason to feel bad because some other woman made him smile and he was talking to her for the past 10 minutes!! She took in a deep, calming breath and brought the results of her research up on the plasma. When he was done being all mushy with whoever he was talking to, he could look at what she had found.
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TBC...
Bare with me guys. I promise it will get better :D
Author’s Note: Hey guys. Another chapter up. It’s quite a short one. Not much point to it other than to thicken the plot and add more of a twist to it. Muchas gracias to KellyRoxton for being awesome and understanding my sick twisted little mind. Also, I’m going to be quite busy with schoolwork in the next few weeks, but I’ll try to update. Preferably with a chapter better than this one. Think of this chapter as a bridge connecting the simple storyline with a single Gibbs to the angsty, complicated storyline of an already spoken for Gibbs. Or something like that :)
_________________________________________________
-So, we have a commercial brand lacquer – Tony sighed, spinning in his chair. – Probie! What else?
No answer.
-PROBIE!!
With a rustling of paper, McGee came up from under his desk, his eyes squinting and his hair messed up. And as always, Gibbs decided to walk in at that precise moment. DiNozzo scowled inwardly for missing a chance to get the probie in trouble.
-Comfortable, McGee? I hope I didn’t interrupt your beauty sleep.
-You sure could use some – came a whispered comment from DiNozzo.
-Did I ask you anything, special agent DiNozzo? – Gibbs barked.
-Sir, no, sir!
-That’s what I thought. Now, why are you sleeping on the floor McGee? Don’t you have a home to go to?
-It… It’s… ummm…. – Gibbs was not in the best of moods, he didn’t have coffee with him, which was always a sign of trouble and this scenario brought up the insecure teenager in McGee.
-Spit it out McGee, before I die of old age! DiNozzo, I do not want to hear a single comment from you!
-Yes, boss…
-Fumigated, boss. My apartment is being fumigated. Can’t go back for another day or so.
-Can’t you stay at a friend’s house, McGee? Don’t even think about it, DiNozzo!
Tony’s face froze mid-smile. He was just about to comment on Tim’s lack of social life. Gibbs was really pissed off. Wonder what happened…
-I was staying with Abby, boss. But she was working late in the lab and thought it would be weird for me to be alone in her apartment… boss.
Gibbs relaxed at this. So he hadn’t slept in Abby’s house tonight. He wondered briefly if he had any right to feel so possessive of Abby. Ah hell, he didn’t need anybody’s approval to do anything. But he was damned if he was going to let his team catch on that he was happy at the news of McGee being away from Abby.
-I’m going down to the lab. Tell Officer David that she better have some damn good excuse for not being here on time. – and with that, he rushed off.
-I do not believe he would ever do that. – came a giggling female voice.
-I know. And then he gives me that stare. Like I’m supposed to...
-Anything you girls want to share?
-Gibbs! Fornell was just here. Gave me and Ziva here the Fornell stare. Not as effective as yours, though, boss-man. – Abby stated.
-Officer David, any reason why you are not at your desk?
-I came to… - Ziva started to explain, but then thought better of it, - I’m on my way up there now. See you later, Abby.
-Bye, Ziva.- Abby chirped, turning to Gibbs. – So, again, you do not come bearing gifts? Was it something I said?
-Coffee place’s being renovated. Haven’t had my coffee yet. Any leads, Abbs?
-Glad you asked, Gibbs.
Abby was just about to explain when Gibbs’ phone rang. He picked up and started talking, a smile on his face. Who the hell was he talking to this early? And why was he smiling? Abby felt a bit jealous at whoever was making Gibbs smile like that. When he passed by her, she managed to hear a female voice on the other end of the line. And she sounded happy. Damn her! Sure, Gibbs had women in his life, but at the moment, the thought of somebody else in Gibbs’ life made Abby furious. She could… She could run a trace on the call. Gibbs wouldn’t even know. Then she’d know where and most likely who the call was coming from. But that would be… low. No! Abby refused to stoop that low. She had her pride. And no matter how sick she felt, she would not trace that call… for now. She would have to discuss this with Ziva. And possibly Jenny. Of course, she would have to make up somebody else and not bring Gibbs into the conversation.
He was still talking. And smiling. Curse him! Well, she wasn’t going to let him know this annoyed her. After all, they were friends. Compadres. A team in the battle against the forces of evil. She had no reason to feel bad because some other woman made him smile and he was talking to her for the past 10 minutes!! She took in a deep, calming breath and brought the results of her research up on the plasma. When he was done being all mushy with whoever he was talking to, he could look at what she had found.
________________________________________
TBC...
Bare with me guys. I promise it will get better :D