The digital readout on the computer screen let Abby know that it was nearly one in the morning, and as her fingers crawled across the keyboard, she realized it was finally time for sleep. As she powered down all of her technical gear, she yawned several times, exhausted but content with having solved another case. It took the gothic lab technician several mi...
It happened like this. Ziva and I were on a NCIS stakeout in an office of a tall building. We were observing the actions of a Marine Officer in the building opposite. He had been meeting with Arms dealers and was suspected of selling guns and missiles to them. We both had to wear smart clothes for the stake out -- I wore my Armani suit, white shirt and sobe...
Im Büro herrscht gähnende Langeweile. Seit über einer Woche hatte das Team von Gibbs schon keinen neuen Fall mehr. Das hieß alte Akten bearbeiten. Mittlerweile war das Ganze selbst Gibbs zu langweilig, weshalb er sich kaum mehr im Büro sehen ließ und meistens seinen Kaffeedealer besuchte. McGee verbrachte die meiste Zeit unten bei Abby. Also blieben Ziva und...
McGee retrieved his leather bag from the trunk and joined the other team members gathered on the sidewalk in front of a navy blue townhouse. Gibbs was looking around as if searching for something or someone. "What's missing here? Does anyone else find this strange?" he asked. "Boss," said DiNozzo, "...besides the fact McGee is standing close to Ziva and h...
"Will she appear do you think?" asked Kim. "Oh yes Kim, I'm in no doubt about that. As a goddess of fate I know the moment of your meeting was pre-ordained. Her life blood runs through you Kim, you must believe she would never turn down this chance to touch her sole heir with her spirit." "I'm scared," Kim sobbed, "of all the weird and wonderful things tha...
Christmas Eve... Debbie Radcliffe almost dropped the tray of homemade cookies and milk that she held as she stepped into the dimly lit living room. Only the hundreds of tiny multi-colored lights on the Christmas tree and the faint yellow glow from the street lamps filtering through the windows illuminated the sleeping pair, but the sight was enough to cause...
Eleanor Bishop had tried to reach her NCIS boss, Leroy Jethro Gibbs, this evening to drop off a file he had requested, but his cell phone kept going to 'not available' and his land line to voice mail, so knowing that his basement door was always unlocked, she decided to just drop it off so he could review it over the weekend. His house seemed dark and quiet...
He dropped his bag on the floor and sank into his chair. Running his fingers through his hair, he took stock of the bullpen and the rest of the empty desks. The silence never unnerved him any more. It was SOP after a long, grueling case and a welcome respite while he finished up the necessary forms and all the required governmental duplicates and triplicates...
It was after dinner when Gloria and Lynn Hydelman watched his favorite show. He had plenty of favorite shows, she not so much. As an associate editor for a local magazine Gloria was more into fact-based narratives, her attention tonight was not focused on the show. Gloria ran her fingers down the sides of the Cosmo filled tumbler, watched little drops of m...
This story is an entire fantasy. Please enjoy. (:-o) A special thanks to UltimateHomeBody who requested a continuation. ---------- INTRODUCTION: from chapter 1. ---------- Dwayne Richards was of average build with pleasant features and mousy hair. He was athletic, but did not participate in any sport; he was a loner; an introvert; a science nerd; but ev...