11A/N: Ok so guys, I love you and all, but I need the comments! I only will continue posting if I know I have you guys reading. If you don't I'm going to be stuck in school with nothing to look forward to! Well, I'm starting still in Grace's point of view. This is in the bullpen, just so you know!
I can't believe I'm sitting across from him and he doesn't know how intensely I'm staring. Even sitting on his desk, the proximity of us just makes my heart stop. I already said my hellos to everyone but Ziva. She was in with the director this morning. It was really sweet of McGee to come with Abby to pick me up from the airport. In fact, why was he even with her that early in the morning?
"So, how are you related to Abby?" Tony says inquisitively while putting his feet up on the desk next to me. Which pulls me out of my thoughts and back to his face.
"She's my cousin, so we're really close." Try to focus Grace. You can do it.
"So you're with Ryan Sheckler? Cause honestly, he didn't seem like he was your type." I hope he's jealous of that picture.
"He isn't. He's one of my friends from touring. I'm more into guys with piercings, tattoos, or motorcycles. Do you have any piercings?" I lean close enough to smell his breathe. Oh god, it smells like Scope.
"Umm no," He can't help but chuckle at the thought. God, his voice is hot.
"Not even, a y'know, Prince Albert?" This I say with more disbelief.
"A what?" He notices my glance when I said that is towards his crotch. "WOAH! Definitely not there! Do YOU have any piercings besides the visible ones in your ears?"
"Maybe…I have one other one." Ha, this'll be fun. Let him guess where.
"Ooh, where is it? Are you going to tell me? Cause if you don't, I may just have to look for it…" His eyes start to undress me again pondering every possible place. I am SO glad I came back.
"Any tattoos? Tribal art? I'm sure the tough Tony Dinozzo has a couple of those." It is SO hard to say that without laughing. Seriously.
"Haha, I may be tough but I've always been afraid of needles… You have any Miss Badass?"
"Yeah, actually I do. I have "Love not Lies" on my forearm, an Eiffel tower on my ankle, and a star behind my ear. Do you even ride a motorcycle, Dinozzo?"
"Yeah… Once…." Haha, he's so cute when he's nervous.
"Wow, you're not as tough as I thought. But don't worry, at least you're cute." As I said this I leaned back on my arms, making look like I'm lying down.
"Dinozzo! Stop gaping! You wanna catch flies with that? Grace, get to the lab and stop messing with my agent! We've got a dead Seal and his wife to investigate!" Ah, Gibbs, always one to ruin the moment.
"Well, I'll leave you guys to that. I'll catch up with you later!"
I should finish putting my touches on the lab before Abby freaks at the guitars and ramps everywhere…. Before I go down, I take a look at the ID pictures of the Seal and his wife that are put up on the big screen.
"Oh. My. God. I-I've met them. They came to visit my mom and dad once or twice. I can't believe they're gone." Oh sh*t. I can feel the tears hot behind my eyes, ready to come trickling down my face. Where is that elevator? NO. I can't cry here. Not in front of Gibbs, and the rest of the team. Especially not after how they thought I held it together when I found out about the plane crash, Quick, what's the fastest way down to the lab? Thank god, they can only see my back as I dash out of the bullpen and into the waiting elevator that takes me down to Abby, my one comfort at a time like this.