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Toni leant back sighing heavily. She was as bored as hell and…her boss' desk phone rang interrupting her thoughts. Standing up she went over and picked it up.

"NCIS," she said into it sitting on the edge of the desk and trapping the phone between her shoulder and ear to neaten the desk with her hands. "This is Special Agent Dinozzo."

"You've got a case, get Gibbs and Ducky and book tickets, you're heading for Wichita Kansas."

"On it sir."

She set the phone down and picked up her own, dialling Gibbs' home number while simultaneously booking flights.

"Yeah, Gibbs," he answered.

"A navy commander carrying the football on Air Force One just decided that keeling over in the air was a good idea," Toni explained settling into her chair to put her feet on the desk.

"Where?"

"Wichita Kansas. President's heading for the backup bird." She looked at the bookings on her computer screen. "I got us on the 1500 from Reagan, stops in Dallas before heading on to Wichita."

"That the…"

"It's Saturday…if we…"

"Well, we don't get Ducky to deal with the coroner until we get there. Let's try to keep the body."

"Consider it done Boss."

"I wouldn't expect anything less Tone."

Toni laughed and set the phone down. She headed for the stairs and raced down them to Ducky's lab.

"Doc?" she called as she walked through the doors.

"Ah Antonia," Ducky came out from wherever he'd been hiding. "What can I do for you?"

Toni smiled sweetly. "Buddy up with the coroner in Wichita Kansas and get him to keep the body for us, also you could buy me chocolate…" she paused. "We're heading out 1500. I'm off to see Abs and I'll be back in about five minutes."

"Alright, I'm assuming you already have a bag?"

"I go nowhere without one, its plain common sense."

"No, it's Antonia sense."

Toni grinned and left the lab heading for their forensics lab. A young Goth was bouncing to heavy metal.

"Lordi Abs?" Toni asked as she identified the band.

"At least it's not what you listen to," Abby Sciuto replied calmly. "I mean, Billy Joel and then Lordi?"

"Leave my music taste alone Abs."

"Leave…"

"I wasn't insulting it," Toni objected. "Oh, by the way, me Duck and Gibbs are headed out to Wichita, we got a Navy Commander who dropped on Air Force One, yes, I'll get pics, and yes, we are going to steal the case no matter who wants it."

Abby laughed. "You knew what I was going to say."

"Yup, I wanted to ask if you could head to my apartment and look after Ali. I mean, I don't like keeping the babysitter longer than I have to."

"Sure, can I bring her back here?"

"If you want, she shouldn't be too much trouble for about three more days and then it's her birthday. I've already cleared leave."

Abby laughed again. "Of course you two have."

TBC

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