Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS

"Get your gear, we have a dead petty officer in Norfolk." Gibbs barked at his team.

"On your six boss!" Tony yelled as he giggled at McGee who had gotten in trouble for looking at his new book reviews.

McGee grabbed his gear and sighed. He really had to learn to watch what he was doing when Gibbs was around him, he didn't want to disappoint him.

"Probie, back of car." McGee rolled his eyes and climbed in the back with Ziva, who smiled at him.

An hour later they arrived at Norfolk base and to an abandoned house.

Gibbs threw out orders, "McGee, photos. Tony, sketch. Ziva, talk to the petty officer who found him."

Ziva rolled her eyes, "I hate interviewing."

Inside the house in the middle of the living room floor was a petty officer, shot twice. Ducky was commenting about statistics on old houses and deaths. Palmer was nodding.

"Ducky, time of death?"

"Gibbs, every time you ask you know I am not sure yet. I would say 12 to 15 hours. And cause is obvious, two shots to the chest. Mr. Palmer, let's roll him over and see if the bullets exited."

Meanwhile, McGee was taking pictures. "Boss, it looks like someone was living here. There are sleeping bags rolled up in the corner here and a few chairs around a small table."

"Or McGee, they could just be using this as a party house." Gibbs said.

"Or that boss."

"Bag it and tag it, McGee."

"On it boss." McGee quickly put on gloves and started putting things into evidence. As he grabbed one of the sleeping bags, a loud thud made him jump and he stopped and stared at the ground.

"Oh poor McGeek, did something spook you?" Tony teased.

McGee didn't respond so Tony walked over and also stopped. He whistled, "Oh boy….Boss, you better see this."

All on the floor were pictures, pictures of McGee. At the coffee shop, at crime scenes, at book signings, at the gym, anywhere McGee went.

McGee was a bit freaked, how he had not noticed someone following him was beyond him. He was a special agent after all.

Gibbs walked over, looked at the floor and looked up at McGee. "Looks like you have a fan, bag these too. McGee, you haven't noticed?"

"No boss, sorry."

"All right."

Tony grabbed an evidence bag and picked up all the photos, McGee was still frozen, lost in thought.

"Come on McGee, let's get back to the Navy Yard, I am guess your friend here who took these may have killed this petty office or knows who did."

"Tony, how could I not have seen?"

"Don't despair Probie, everyone can't be as observant as me." Tony wanted McGee to roll his eyes, it would make him feel better, but McGee just looked more lost in thought.

Ducky and Palmer were getting the body into the truck. "Lets go McGee." Reluctantly McGee followed Tony. As soon as they were outside McGee started looking around, there were many people watching, he couldn't focus enough to find someone looking for him. Tony pulled him into the truck and shut the door as Ducky drove back towards the navy yard. McGee was lost in thought.