Author: Shannon/Raindrops on Roses
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. They belong to DPB, CBS, Paramount, et al.
Author's Notes: This is in response to the 11/9/03 challenge on the LiveJournal community 15minuteficlets. The challenge word was "broken".
"Hey, Tony, can you tell Gibbs that I'm going to be late today?"
"What's the matter, Kate? Broken nail? Or you just haven't finished your makeup?"
"I'll give you a broken... No, as a matter of fact, I have a sprained ankle. The doctor doesn't want me to drive, so I have to wait for a cab."
"Well, that sucks. You want me to come pick you up?"
"Um... thanks, but I'd rather have a sprained ankle than a broken neck."
"Hey! My driving's not that bad! ... Kate? My driving isn't that bad, is it?"
"No, Tony. It's better than Gibbs', anyway."
"Tell me about it. And he calls me an adrenaline junkie... Oh, hi, boss. No, it's Kate."
"Why aren't you in the office, Agent Todd? You're usually the first one here."
"I sprained my ankle over the weekend, and I can't drive, so I'm waiting for a cab."
"You sprained your ankle? How did you do that? And why didn't you call one of us for help?"
"I didn't want to bother you on your weekend off. I know how rare they are. Besides, I'm a big girl; I can take care of myself."
"Ah. You still haven't answered my other question, though. How did you manage to sprain your ankle so badly you can't drive?"
"What? Slow down, Kate."
"I tripped over my cat."
"You tripped over your cat?"
"Yes, I did. And tell Tony to stop laughing! I'd like to see him maneuver around this apartment with a cat following him everywhere."
"Kate says to shut up, you idiot."
"I didn't say that!"
"She said that? It doesn't surprise me."
"What? I didn't say that! You're trying to get me in trouble, aren't you?"
"Better you than me, Katie."
"Tell her that I hope she doesn't have any more cat-astrophes!"
"Oh, come on, Dinozzo. Surely you can do better than that."
"You're kidding me. Dinozzo? Make a decent pun that doesn't have sexual overtones?"
"You're right. Kate says you're a chauvinistic pig, Tony."
"I know. She tells me that all the time. How 'bout a new one, Kate?"
"I gotta go. My cab's here."
"Tell the cabbie to hurry. I think Dinozzo's about to wet himself. Maybe you can hit him with one of your crutches or something to shut him up."
"Ow! What was that for?"
"Sounds good to me. See you in a few."
"Goodbye, Agent Todd."