Haunted

Fed Up

I storm out of the lift and over walk down the corridor until I reach the stairs. I go back up to the bull pen. I can see Tony and Tim laughing with Ziva and honestly it makes me a little jealous, I haven't laughed with the boys in ages. I walk over to my desk and Grab my bag.

"Megan, you ok?" Tim asks me but I just ignore him heading for the lift. Tony steps out in front of me as I go past his desk blocking my way.

"What?" I question angrily.

"Are you ok?" Tony questions.

"Yes, I'm just going home. Our shift does end now." I tell them.

"Yeah but we always stay until at least 8." Tim replies.

"Well maybe I'm fed up of being pushed around. I'm going home so move." I say shoving Tony lightly. He moves out of my way and I make my way over to the lift.

I make my way home and into my flat, I shove my bag on the floor and go into my bedroom. I start watching TV and then like every night at some point I eventually passed out and went to sleep.

||The next morning||

The next morning I showed up for work late, only by five or so minutes but I knew the team had realised. Tim was no where to be seen along with Ziva and Gibbs. Tony was the only one in the bull pen working at his computer.

"Alright little miss late again?" Tony questions

"Not funny, I've only been late twice." I reply

"Well If your avoiding Gibbs then today is your lucky day, he's been called out." Tony tells me.

"Why would I be avoiding Gibbs." I question sitting down at my computer and logging on.

"Well you left early yesterday and were late in this morning." He tells me.

"I didn't leave early, I left on time and I am only 5 minutes late Tony. There is such a thing called Traffic." I argue.

"Alright then you won't care that he is coming this way." Tony tells me.

I bury my head deep in my computer hoping it would look like I was doing something case related. Tony was right, I was trying to avoid Gibbs because I was now starting to feel a little guilty for shouting at him in the lift.

"You two, back to the base talk to Harrow, witness says he saw Harrow fighting with another man at a pub the week before when they were on leave." Gibbs tells us.

We both grab our gear and head down to the garage where predictable Tony tackles the keys from me and gets into the drivers side. That's where Tony takes after Gibbs, if he is in the car he has to be the one driving. I get in the other side and we soon set off for the naval base.

"So What happened in autopsy?" Tony questions.

"Nothing." I reply.

"Really because you stormed of home and Gibbs came up in a fowl mood, which even ducky didn't know anything about." Tony tells me.

"Well Gibbs isn't exactly a ray of sunshine is he. Can we drop this now?" I ask.

"Not until I find out what is going on. Even Ziva's noticed that the two of you are off." He tells me.

"Well good for her, maybe next time ask if she can come with you so I don't have to listen to you moan at me." I say a hit of annoyance in my voice.

Tony goes to reply to my comment but clearly thinks better of it as he remains silent.

We arrive at the base not long later and our shown to Harrow's room where he sat on the bed.

"Did I not tell you guys another the other day?" Harrow asks snarkily once we tell him who we are.

"Well no pal, you failed to tell us about the fight you had when you were on leave. Witness believes it to have been petty officer Ryan." Tony tells him matter of factly.

"Just cause we had a drunken scrap doesn't mean I murdered the guy." Harrow scoffs.

"No but the fact you hid it from us is suspicious. What did you fight about?" I ask.

"Some girl." He replies.

We continue the interview before making our way back to base to share our findings with Gibbs and the team. We go through our findings adding everything together and McGee and Ziva interjecting with the own results. Finally we all go back to our desks and get on with our work.

"The elevator..." I start

"It's fine." Gibbs says smiling up at me.

I return to my desk and start working, Gibbs leaves a little while later and Tony immediately looked over at me.

"What happened in the elevator?" he asks.

"None of your business." I reply. He messages me a couple of times so I pick up a soft toy basketball from my desk and chuck it hitting Tony right in the face. Me, Tim and Ziva all burst out laughing.

A/N - Hope you guys like it xx