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Spoilers: None I believe.

A/N: Huge thanks to Cha Oseye Tempest Thrain and Kate98 for betaing. Entry for ncisflashfic challenge "Influence" on livejournal. No offence is meant to anybody...

"You may not want something you thought you truly wanted after all. You'll find out either way this afternoon when the stars give you a taste of the thing you wished for. A Sagittarius factors into the scenario," Tony read aloud.

"Tony," McGee called from his desk. "You do realise that the person who delivered you had more influence on you than any star or planet ever did."

Tony stared at McGee. "No, I hadn't realised that, Probie." His voice dripped with sarcasm. "Do you realise, Probie, that the star signs are wrong by a month, due to the fact that the Earth wobbles? Do you also realise, Probie, that there are thirteen signs in the Zodiac, not twelve?"

McGee's mouth opened and stayed there.

"Ophiuchus." Gibbs breezed past, carrying his coffee.

"Boss?" McGee questioned.

"The thirteenth sign of the Zodiac."

"Boss, you aren't a Sagittarius by any chance, are you?" Tony asked. He turned back to his computer and muttered, "Because if you are, I'm screwed."