I'm baaaack! Sorry for not updating in forever, but one of my other shows pretty much took over my life. Since I ran dry as far as story ideas for them, I decided to come back to Damon and Ziva. Before anyone cries "Foul" I cannot for the life of me, remember what happened to Colonel Bell, so go with it.
Damon was silent as he got off the table and pulled his shirt over his head. "Well, Agent Gibbs, I just got so lonely, I decided to come by for a visit."
Gibbs shook his head. "Your not even here for a week, and your already getting shot at. Pretty soon, your track record is gonna look like DiNozzo's, minus the pissed of girlfriends."
"Trust me, I like a girl who if she has a problem with me, she can take it up with me. None of this, going behind my back stuff. I want a girl who can keep me in line."
Damon and Tony shared a meaningful look with each other, Tony bristling visibly. Apparently, Wurth thought he was better than him in the relationship department.
"Good for you. Now can someone tell me whats going on?"
Damon stood a little straighter and looked Gibbs in the eye. "I was walking out of my place, when I saw a flash of light out of the corner of my eye. Now that I think about it, it was probably the sun catching on a rifle scope. They shot me, Ziva patched me up, and I came here, looking for help."
Gibbs thought for a moment. "Any idea who would want to shoot you?"
Tony shifted his weight slightly. "I can think of a few.'' He muttered under his breath.
All eyes turned to him. "Care to enlighten us, DiNozzo?" Gibbs asked.
Tony binked at this. He had actually forgotten that Gibbs hearing was so acute. He had to scramble to cover himself. "Colonel Bell is out of business, what about him?''
He's in jail, DiNozzo."
Tony winced. "right, Boss."
Gibbs looked at them all. "Well, since Wurth is no longer in the Marines, we are legally responsible for handing this case over to the local p.d, right McGee?"
Damon looked crestfallen. Ziva moved closer to him and squeezed his hand, reassuringly. This did not go unnoticed by Abby.
"Then I would like to take some time of then, Gibbs." Ziva said, looking him straight in the face to let him know her intentions.
Ignoring her, Gibbs looked back to McGee. ''Would you say that this situation might involve a member of the Navy, and or, Marines?"
"I would say that it is a good possibility, sir."
Everyone save Damon, Ziva, and Tony seemed to catch on. "If there is the slimmest chance of that..." Ducky caught on.
"Then wouldn't you be obligated to check it out, McGee?" Abby asked, all innocence.
He smiled."Yes we would."
Damon and Ziva broke out in smiles while Tony glared. Looking after "SuperSoldier" wasn't exactly his idea of a good day. Why wouldn't he just go away and stay away? Still...Tony looked to Ziva, who was really smiling for the first time since coming back from Somalia. If Damon could do that, then Tony was willing to put up with him for the time being. "So, whats our first step, boss?"
Gibbs pointed at Damon."You stay here and work with Abby on a list of possible enemies." He looked at the other three."You are all coming with me to Worth's place. If it was a sniper, then we need to find his perch, and gather as much evidence as we can before the scene gets contaminated too much."
Ziva shook her head. "I'm sorry, Gibbs. If I had been thinking properly, I would have tried to gather some this morning."
"Don't worry about it, Ziva. If you had the courts would have ruled it inadmissible, anyway." He turned and snapped his fingers. "Come on, lets go!" Giving Damon a last look, Ziva followed the other Agents without a word.
He looked to Abby. "Is it always like that when you work with him?"
She nodded. "Yeah, but I'm sure you'll survive the case. Now, to the lab!" She grabbed Damon's hand and practically dragged him away.
Next chapter is when we get to the good stuff, and the chapter after, Tony interrogates Ziva about Damon.