Sunday, January 29, 2012

NCIS: Chapter 2 :)

“Director? Special Agent Dinozzo is here to see you” the director’s assistant rattled off.
“Send him in” Director Leon Vance said.
Dinozzo came storming through the door and before the director could say anything Tony said, “With all due respect, sir, I think we’re making a terrible mistake in this whole situation. My partner’s life is on the line. I won’t stop until I know she’s safe.”
“What do you mean Agent Dinozzo?” Vance asked in a much too political fashion.
“Cut the crap sir. Eli David feels betrayed and screwed over. He’s ashamed of his daughter and he’s not going to stop until she knows how much shame he feels towards her.” By this point the director stood up and approached Tony.
“First of all, it would do you good to never speak like that to me again. Second, she’s MY agent! I’m doing the best I can. If you feel so strongly about this issue I’m sure Gibbs is going to find some way to step around the rules and defeat the situation himself. So if you want to join forces with him be my guest! But when Sec Nav comes breathing down my neck, I’m not gonna cover your sorry ass this time!” Tony stood strong against the battle that waged between Leon Vance’s voice and his ears.
“Yes sir. Thank you for your time. I’ll be with Agent Gibbs if you need me.” Dinozzo turned around and walked out the door without any further statement of defense. His partner was in trouble. The woman who he worked side by side with everyday was in danger. He learned that his heart was attached a bit stronger than he thought when she was taken prisoner in Somalia. If there was one thing he wouldn’t let happen it would be to let some Israeli assassins take her from him. And if he had to die for the cause, then he was more than willing.

McGee walked down to Forensic Scientist Abby Sciuto’s lab. To his surprise, when he walked in there was no loud death metal playing and there was no beeping of machinery telling him she’d found an important piece of evidence. Instead he walked in and found her sleeping on the floor cuddled with her farting hippo Bert. McGee chuckled at the picture of his forensic friend.
He thought about waking her up but thought better of it and turned to leave when he heard her voice softly say, “What is it McGee?” He stopped short and turned around to find his Goth friend sit up with her makeup smeared and her pigtails askew. He crooked his head like a confused puppy.
He coyly asked, “What is up between Gibbs and Tony?”
Abby was immediately awake and asked, too quickly, “What do you mean? Nothing is up! Nothing at all! Why do you ask? Because if something was up between them, then we would all know about it. It wouldn’t be secret.” She was talking too quickly and McGee could see right through the barrage of lies that Abby was putting up.
“Uh huh and that’s why you’re talking like you’re nervous and…”
Right at that moment Abby cut him off by turning her music up as loud as she could make it and yelled, “WHAT?? I CAN’T HEAR YOU!!! SORRY MCGEE YOU’RE GONNA HAVE TO COME BACK LATER!!!” McGee took the controller out of her hand and shut the music off. He then grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her up against the counter.
“Abby! Tell me now; because if I can help with ANYTHING then that will be better than sitting idly by and waiting for some kind of…hell to break loose!” Abby bit her lower lip with contemplation. If she told him he couldn’t tell anybody else. She pushed him off and went to shut the door. Then she pulled McGee into the second part of her lab that was sound proof.
“It’s Ziva” she started.
“What about her?” McGee asked.
“She’s in danger. She’s had some assassination attempts against her. She doesn’t know it because…” her voice trailed off. She looked down at her hands that she was wringing.
“Abbs” he began. “Why hasn’t she noticed?” He was afraid to ask the question because he didn’t want to know the answer.
“She hasn’t noticed because…” Just then she looked up and saw Gibbs walk in. He stopped short at the computers and pointed at the computers signaling that something had been found on her computer and she failed to hear it. She opened the door and ran to the computer. McGee followed quickly behind.
“You’re now part of this McGee and you can’t tell her anything” Gibbs said as Tim looked at the computer.
“She hasn’t noticed because…because it’s her dad??”
FWOP!

Friday, January 27, 2012

Fan Fiction...:) NCIS: Chapter One

Chapter One...

The morning started out as normal as possible. The usual ding of the elevator sounded the normal amount of times and the same smell of coffee emanated throughout the room. The one odd thing about this particular morning was that Anthony Dinozzo was sitting at his desk when Special Agent Timothy McGee and newly minted Special Agent Ziva David arrived that morning. He wasn’t just sitting at his desk but he was laying on his desk and the steady rise and fall of his back indicated that he’d been there for quite some time and was sound asleep. Ziva pantomimed towards McGee that she was about to pour water into Dinozzo’s ear. It was the typical bantering between the two. But what lies in bantering could be the musings of the heart. That inkling of an idea had entered Ziva’s head and gave her enough pause to not follow through with her act of betrayal to her partners solace.
“You even think about pouring that into my ear David and I will pour it on your head.” Ziva shook her mind from the places it began to creep into.
Immediately she transitioned from the woman who was worried about what her attractive partner might think to the aggressive assassin who was stone and didn’t let petty things such as attraction enter that solidified fortress.
“Oh Tony,” she laughed. “It was only in jest. And if I had gone through with it I would have been completely at your mercy.” She ended with a flirtatious tone, attempting to awaken her partner from the hangover of the work the night before.
“I’ve had a long night Ziva and am in no mood for the flirtatious side of you this early. Check back with me in about six hours.”
“You’ve got thirty seconds Dinozzo” Gibbs, their fearless leader, said as he casually walked into the squad room.
Tony immediately shot up and awake. “Good morning boss!” He finished his salutation with a yawn and Ziva admired as he stretched to his full height and even taller when his arms went above his head. His muscles flexed with every movement he made. His form fitted clothes clung to his body to help exhibit his nights at the gym were paying off. And…Knock it off David Ziva chastised herself. As she attempted to remove the image from her mind she sat down and began to open files on her computer as if to look busy. She checked her email and read the same email three different times. Gibbs walked over to his desk and back to Tony’s.
He placed a coffee on his desk and said, “You’re going to need that.”
“Thanks boss” he said as he took a hit off of his straight black coffee. Ziva and Tim looked at each other and then looked at Tony.
“You and Gibbs party last night or something?” Tim asked with suspicion.
Without even acknowledging McGee’s question he looked over to Gibbs and said, “The problem isn’t fixed yet boss.”
“Nope. It’s not. But for the moment, it’s paused.”
“With all due respect, boss, they’re only pausing to retaliate. I think we need to up our defenses now.”
If McGee and Ziva weren’t confused enough, the conversation that just conspired increased the confusion. This was going to be a long day.

“Tony!” Ziva shouted at her partner as he walked to the on base coffee stand.
“Run faster David!” She made the distance in 4 seconds flat, surprising her partner more than ever.
“You’ve been avoiding me Dinozzo. You’ve been avoiding me all day. Why is that?”
“No special reason Special Agent David. I’ve just been busy.” He looked up to the barista and simply spoke, “Just drip. Thanks.” Ziva turned him around and pushed him up against the coffee stand.
“You wouldn’t call me ‘special agent’ anything if you weren’t irritated. I will figure this out with or without your help.” She reached behind Tony and grabbed his coffee off the stand and shoved it into his hand.
As she walked away Tony mumbled, “If I could tell you I would. Trust me Ziva. Your safety is at the top of my priority list.”
 FWOP!

Monday, December 12, 2011

"Why it's almost like being in love..."

What a day this has been
What a rare mood I'm in
Why it's almost like being in love

There's a smile on my face
For the whole human race
And it's almost like being in love

All the music of life seems to be
Like a bell that is ringing for me

And from the way that I feel
When that bell starts to peal

I would swear I was fallin
I could swear I was fallin
Why it's ALMOST LIKE BEING IN LOVE!!!!

Monday, November 28, 2011

Heels over Head...

BREAKING NEWS!!!!

This is my new FAVORITE song!! :D hahaha Josh introduced it to me...:) so did Annemarie. Apparently it's rather sad that I didn't know this song before I actually found out about it. hahaha so if you think I'm a loser for listening to it now...I am sorry now...:)

But please...

ENJOY!

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Thanksgiving!!!

Happy Thanksgiving everyone! :) I'm not gonna take out an entire blog about things I'm thankful for because...well...it's going to take a LOT more than just one blog!! So needless to say...Happy Thanksgiving all...<3

Thursday, November 3, 2011

I'm gonna take a second...

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am so angry about my generation!! This is absolutely ridiculous! I sit in class next to this couple who...well...they do almost EVERYTHING but make out. They touch, they giggle, they kiss (quite awkwardly I might add) and it just makes me angry! That's all dating is anymore! That's what people have watered down love to. Awkward kisses and touching...places. If there was anyway I could change any of it I would! Love used to be beautiful and used to be admirable and used to be hidden under the lashes of blushing beaus. It used to be something that little girls imagined would happen to them one day. It was something that old couples lived into their 90's with. Now? Now it's just used as an excuse to do nasty things and THINKING there will be no consequences. And me? I'm sorry but I am ABSOLUTELY sick of it. It makes me very very angry. That's all. Thank you! *takes a bow*
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