A/N: Hi! This is my first NCIS fanfic. I hope you like it. Leave reviews plese :)

Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS or any of the characters. (Although I don't mind owing a Tony)

Chapter 1
Empty Desk

"Good morning, Probie" said Special Agent Anthony Dinozzo, almost singing every word as he walked to the elevator doors where Special Agent Timothy McGee waited.

"Good morning, Tony" replied McGee ignoring the huge smile on his coworker's face.

"It is a very good morning" answered back Tony, hoping to spike the probie's curiosity. His date the night before sucked but he was not going to let Probie know that. "The sun is shining, birds are chirping…"

McGee hated Tony's good mood that particular morning. He was up all night trying to write some chapters for a new novel but was suffering from a huge writer's block. Tony's mood meant that his coworker's date has gone well last night and he wasn't in the mood the hear him talk on and on about beautiful what's-her-name. "I'll ignore him," he thought, "just nod Tim. He'll shut up soon".

Tony continued rambling, "…The sky is so clear today. Not a cloud in sight. Kind of reminded me of something Laura said last night…"

He lost his train of thought completely when he felt that familiar smack at the back of his head. "Good morning, boss." He answered without turning his back.

"Shut up, Dinozzo", answered Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs. As usual he had a Starbucks coffee cup on his right hand.

McGee smiled as the elevator door opened. He always enjoyed when Tony was bullied by Gibbs, in the way that a child secretly enjoys when his brother is being scolded by his father. "Good morning, b…" The back of his head met Gibb's hand.

…boss" he finished as the three of them entered the elevator.

They arrived to an empty squad room, McGee and Tony where looking for any sign that Officer Ziva David has arrived before them, but her desk was lacking any of her personal effects, her leather backpack and her coat.

"Looks to me that Office David is late, boss" remarked Tony.

"I can see that Dinozzo" barked Gibbs. "Any idea why?"

McGee and Tony looked at each other and answered at the same time "No, boss."

Gibbs browsed through some files on his desk and picked a folder. He began to read a report and without looking at the two confused agents he said in his typical sarcastic order. "Did you two loose something?"

"No, boss" they answered in unison as the both practically ran to their desks and quickly found something work related to do.

After ten minutes, Gibbs phone rang. "Gibbs." He paused as he listen and then hang up. "I'll be at Abby's." he said as he began walking to the elevator. As the elevator doors closed he barked "And is someone going to find out when is Officer David going to show up?"

"On it, boss" answered both Tony and McGee while at the same time dialed Ziva's phone. They looked at each other with defiant looks, knowing that it just transformed into a competition. They both waited to see who was victorious when McGee smiled in triumph, "Ziva? It's McGee"

Tony hung up in defeat and walked to McGee's desk. He waited as McGee talked to his partner on the phone.

"Oh, are you ok? Ok. Do you need … Are you sure? I'll tell Gibbs." He hung up.

"Well, Probie? What's keeping Zee-va?" teased Tony with a smile.

McGee didn't answer; he began walking towards the elevator.

"Probie? McGee?" yelled Tony as he watched him leave. "Damn it" he said under his breath looking at Ziva's desk and tossing his cell phone as he hesitated to call her. He opened it and began dialing numbers but closed it without calling. "Damn it" he cursed while he sat behind his desk and stared and the desk across his. You got to stop worrying so much about her, Dinozzo.

At Abby's lab. Gibbs was listening to an excited Abby go on and on about her weekend. She had in her hand a Caf-Pow, as usual, and her pigtails danced as she dramatized her story.

"And then I told him that I could kill him and leave no forensic evidence so he better fix it. And he did." She narrated while Gibbs took a sip of his coffee.

"And?" he wondered.

She slightly raised her shirt and lowered her black pants to reveal a freshly acquired tattoo on her hip.

"What do you think?"

"Boss, I…"interrupted McGee as he entered the lab. He stood speechless as he watched the scene. His eyes fixed on Abby's exposed skin. "Nice tat. Is it new?"

Abby was going to start her narration Gibbs interrupted her. "You wanted something McGee?"

"Oh, yeah, boss. I talked to Ziva."

"And?" beginning to lose his patience.

"She said that she was running late, but she didn't sound good. She sounded sick" informed McGee, as if giving a report on a case.

"Ziva never gets sick" worried Abby. "Do you think she's okay?"

"I'll find out" replied Gibbs as he left the lab, not without slapping McGee's head on the way first. "McGee, are you coming?"

McGee simply ran after his boss, leaving a very worried Abby in her lab.

They stormed into the squad room. Gibbs tossed McGee the car keys and took his gun and badge.

"We have a case?" answered excited Dinozzo as he grabbed his gear.

"No." answered Gibbs.

"Then where are we going" asked Tony with a confused look on his face.

"WE are going, YOU still have a report to write." Gibbs was already halfway to the elevator.

"Probie, where're you going" whispered Tony.

"Ziva's…"

"McGee!" barked Gibbs from the elevator as McGee ran towards it. "Dinozzo I want that report when I get back!"

"On it, boss"

Tony was left alone in the squad room, again, and sat frustrated while throwing his cell phone absentminded and staring at Ziva's desk. He grabbed a paper ball he prepared for McGee and tossed it without looking into the wastebasket. He missed. Damn it, Dinozzo, grow a pair. He took his cell phone and dialed. He waited for her to answer, nervously playing with anything in close range. "Officer Ziva David, leave a message" her voicemail answer. He hesitated but hanged up. He hated himself for being such a coward.