Freezing.

Chapter 1: Weirdo.

TORRES' POV:

I got in the bullpen right on cue for a new case.
"Grab your gear." Said Gibbs.
"I never have time to chill before a new case..." I whispered to Ellie.
"If you came in a little early, you would." She answered mocking me.
"But I'm busy, these muscle aren't gonna build themselves are they?"
"Yeah you're right, but you should came in a little early." She said looking at me.
"You miss me when I'm gone, that's why you want me to come early."
"Oh shut up Torres. You were the one complaining, I'm just looking for a solution to your problem." She continued pouting.
"Yeah, thank you babe."
"Don't- don't call me babe!"
"Okaaaay."

We got to the crime scene where McGee and Gibbs went interrogating the witnesses and Bishop and I went looking for clues.
"Hey Bishop! Found anything?!" I screamed after a few minutes.
"No, noth- OUCH!"
"Bishop you okay?"
Since it was in a forest I thought she fell.
"NCIS FEDERAL AGENT! PUT YOUR HANDS UP! I SAID PUT YOUR HANDS UP!"  Screamed Bishop.
I found her holding her gun up aiming for a car who was leaving.
"Bishop you okay?!" I shouted running to her.
"45ZA466, 45ZA466,-"
"Bishop, are you okay?!"
"Stop! Write it down. 47- No, 45ZA4-" *cough cough* "45ZA466"
"Okay. Now, are you okay?"
"White male in his 40s, around 6 feet tall with green eyes."
"Ellie! Stop! Are you okay?"
"Yes, he just- hit me on the neck but it's okay." She said touching her neck.
"You'll go see Jimmy."
"I'm fine- *cough cough* Torres."
"Yeah right, and I'm 16 years old. You'll go see Jimmy."
"Okay..."