An NCIS Life

Introduction

"Grace" my boss Quinn ushered me to tell everyone that I had found. 

"Q, I went to interview the victims wife to see if she knew anything about Franks death." I put the pictures of their home on a moniter that I had. "He was killed in the basement. Beaten to death as Jen confirmed about 5 minutes ago. Now I took these pictures of the blood stains and it seems to be that the victim was tortured. Jen will confirm later."

"Good" Quinn praised. "Now Mason" Quinn looked at Mason. 

"Sorry Q, I took a lunch, Grace's beauty was distracting me" Mason joked.

"Mason do we eat lunch in this office? Work must me done" Quinn said pretty seriously. Now that shut Mason up. I chuckled at him and he just gave me a smirk back. 

Quinn (Q as we call her) went back to her office , tired of us in general. I took that as a sign to go back to my little office.

Now our offices are all in the same room since it is all open. That way we can all share what we find. The main investigators are Mason, Drake, Quinn, and myself. Jen is the lab gal and Helen and Wendy are in the mourge (they look and examine bodies). 

As I sat in my chair Mason came up to me like the dick head he is. He does not give a shit how much trouble he gets himself in. But me? I really do NOT like getting in trouble. 

"Gracie, Gracie..." Mason tapped my shoulder.

"What the Fu..." I quickly stopped my self realizing Quinn was watching us.

"What were you saying" Mason encouraged obiously tring to get me in trouble.

"What would you like my dear Mason" I sweetly said, seeing Quinn turn back to her computer and continue what she was doing. Drake saw Mason and I and decided to come and join in on our apperent 'gathering'. 

"Guys your supposed to be working. I am tracing the victims calls now. Mason, Grace highly dislikes you so give up already" Drake pleaded. 

"Probie, there is a reason your new here. Just go back to your nice desk there and ignore us, I promise we will not be long"

"Did you just probie me?" Drake questioned very annoyed.

"Yes sweet boy I did now if you don't want to get your little feelings hurt, I would go now." 

Drake just decided to leave it alone and return to his desk.

"Now Gracie how about I pick you up at 8 tonight"

"Sweet Mason I know Grace is beautiful but trust me you are no ladies man." Quinn interfeared showing she had been listening to our WHOLE conversation. 

Mason walked back in shame to his desk while I turned back to my computer, pretty embaressed. 

After going to talk to Franks wife she told us some people Frank had issues with so it was my job to see if any of them were capable of murder. Drake is tracking down some phone calls and now Mason is searching through crime scene photos. 

"Alright everyone Drake inturrupted my phone call with the director so apperentley he has some pretty good information" Quinn told us pretty annoyed.

"Alright everyone" Drake started obiously ignnoring Quinns threat/annoyance "So I was going through the phone calls and I found one number that matched up with one of Grace's people that Frank had problems with. Dylan Geralden. It turns out he has an arrest record to. It would be a good thing to go talk to him, because as of now he is our only suspect" Drake pointed out to us.

"Ok while he was talking I looked up his current adress and he only lives about 20 minutes away" I added.

"Alright grab your gear, Mason, Drake, and Grace go question him I have to finish my talk with the now angry directer" Quinn told us sending a glare Drakes way. "After that it will be about mindnight and you can feel free to go home. I called the wife to speak to her one more time to make sure the facts are straight. She can only talk to us around 5:30 tomorrow morning so you guys have to come in for 5 a.m tommorow. Bye now" Quinn finished.