Mini-Round: Challenge 2: Missing scene
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ncis_verseBasic comm rules of no bashing and no hate apply.
In this challenge I would like you to write a missing scene. Something you thought was missing from one of the episodes.. or for example, why did it take Jimmy 15 minutes longer to get to a crime scene than Ducky? or, what do Sam and Callen talk about in the car on the way to investigate something?
Get it? Got it? Good!
Now the nitty gritty bits:
*There are 2 word count levels for this challenge
*Post it in the comments here or in your journal with a link posted here in the comments (if you don't link back you don't get points)
*Post with appropriate warnings and ratings.
You can write up to TWO stories.
Points:
500 -1000 words 15 points
1001-1250 words 30 points
Due Date:
Wednesday July 18th 11pm Pacific Time
note: I am tired, going to lay down and watch something till I fall asleep. Sometime in the next 12 to 24 hours the next two challenges will go up..
In this challenge I would like you to write a missing scene. Something you thought was missing from one of the episodes.. or for example, why did it take Jimmy 15 minutes longer to get to a crime scene than Ducky? or, what do Sam and Callen talk about in the car on the way to investigate something?
Get it? Got it? Good!
Now the nitty gritty bits:
*There are 2 word count levels for this challenge
*Post it in the comments here or in your journal with a link posted here in the comments (if you don't link back you don't get points)
*Post with appropriate warnings and ratings.
You can write up to TWO stories.
Points:
500 -1000 words 15 points
1001-1250 words 30 points
Due Date:
Wednesday July 18th 11pm Pacific Time
note: I am tired, going to lay down and watch something till I fall asleep. Sometime in the next 12 to 24 hours the next two challenges will go up..
Questions or comments?
Date: 2012-07-08 06:56 pm (UTC)Re: Questions or comments?
Date: 2012-07-09 06:44 pm (UTC)Re: Questions or comments?
Date: 2012-07-09 08:33 pm (UTC)NCIS Fic: 'Pride and Paradox'
Date: 2012-07-18 03:55 am (UTC)NCIS Fic: 'The Silent Treatment'
Date: 2012-07-19 02:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-19 03:57 am (UTC)(Takes place after Twisted Sister 4x9)
1078 words
Agent Tommy’s hand slipped under her shirt and his fingers began to fumble with the hooks on her bra. She gasp into his mouth as her bra came loose and his hand
“What are you reading Tony?” Ziva asked, looking over his shoulder.
He quickly closed the screen and pulled up the report that he was suppose to be working on. “Reading? I’m not reading anything. I’m working on this report; I wasn’t reading anything but it.”
“You were reading something more exciting than that. You were just about to start drooling when I came up behind you,” Ziva said with a grin. “Care to share what it was?”
“Yeah, about that. Why are you sneaking up on me like that? I don’t like the whole ninja Ziva thing when I’m trying to work.”
She laughed and gently ruffled the back of his hair. “What were you reading, Tony?”
A small chill ran down his back as her hand rested on his shoulder. He knew that she couldn’t know what her touch was doing to him, but he couldn’t stop thinking about what Lisa and Tommy had been about to do. Who knew that there were whole websites dedicated to their characters? It was flattering in a creepy sort of way.
He has started out with a simple search to see what people were saying about McGee’s books. Instead of the typical reviews and synopsis that he had expected he had instead found websites about the books and the characters. Some of them had sketches of the way people envisioned the characters. Other sites had videos and song lists that reminded people of them. Another site he found stories written about McGee’s characters. Stories about Tommy and Lisa in particular. He had laughed in the beginning when he saw fans calling Tommy and Lisa “Limmy”. He has started reading one of the stories that bore the warning of “major lemon” and it had shocked him. These stories were much more explicit than he and Ziva’s really was.
But now he found that he couldn’t stop reading them. It was becoming somewhat of an addiction for him and he found himself following some of the writers and stories on a regular basis. It was almost becoming an addiction. Now Ziva had caught him at it because he couldn’t wait until he was home in the safety of his apartment before reading the latest chapter of a particularly smutty story that he was following.
There has to be a support group for this sort of thing.
“Tony, answer me. What were you reading?” she asked again.
He shook his head. “It was nothing Ziva. It doesn’t concern you.”
“I want to know what was making you drool.”
“I wasn’t drooling,” he said quickly as he touched his lower lip to make sure he wasn’t.
“You had to check,” Ziva said with a laugh. “You are not even sure that you weren’t.”
“I wasn’t,” he said indigently.
“What were you reading Tony?”
“Tommy,” he answered slowing.
She shook her head. “No. You are Tony. You cannot trip me up on that.”
He took a deep breath. “I was reading about Tommy. Tommy and Lisa, and what fans of McGee’s book think that they should do.”
“Why?”
He shrugged. “I wanted to see what people thought of McGee’s book. And I stumbled into this thing called fandom. The people in it are crazy. They draw pictures and make videos and write stories based on these characters that McGee invented.”
She shook her head. “No, they don’t. Why would they? That is just a frivolous waste of time.”
“I think they do it because they like McGee’s stuff,” Tony said with a shrug.
“So people are writing stories, based on McGee’s stories, which are based on us?” Ziva asked.
Tony nodded. “Yup.”
“So they’re writing about us?” She asked.
“Nope,” Tony said with a laugh. “They’re writing about Tommy and Lisa.”
“I do not see a difference,” Ziva said with a shake of her head.
“If you had read what I read, you would see the difference,” Tony said with a grin. “There are things that Lisa has done to Tommy that I’m pretty sure you would never do to me.”
She raised her eyebrow. “What sorts of things?”
“Kinky things. Things that I can’t talk about at work,” Tony said shaking his head. “There’s one writer, kylimmyfan that writes things that make me blush.”
“Tony,” Ziva said rolling her eyes. "I did not know that there was anything that could make you blush. I thought you were unblushable."
"I thought I was to," he said with a shrug. "Then I read some things and I'm a changed man."
"I would like to see what things could make you blush," Ziva said with a grin. "Maybe see what I could do to you to make your whole body flush."
He grinned. “Lisa said just about the same thing to Tommy.”
“Well maybe I should do to you what Lisa did to Tommy,” she said with a grin.
He ran his eyes up and down her body. “I wouldn’t turn you down if you’re offering.”
She laughed. "Maybe I am."
"Really?" he asked.
"I will come over tonight. You can show me what you read," she said with a grin. "And I will let you know if I am willing to do it."
Tony nodded. "It's a deal."
She held her hand out to him and he grinned as he shook it. He knew that she wouldn't carry through on her promise but he was going to fluster her as much as he could before he let her off the hook.
She grinned at him as she walked away, and he wondered for a moment what would happen if she agreed to do whatever Lisa did to Tommy. He ran a few scenarios through his head and tried to decide which story he would show her. There were a few options and all of them would be the things dreams were made of. The scene of Tommy and Lisa showering together was a good one. Or the one where they got drunk together and ended up in bed together. Maybe if he chose a story where it started innocently enough he could get the scene to play out.
He shook his head. He was going crazy for sure. There was no way that this night was going to turn out the way he fantasized.
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Date: 2012-07-19 03:59 am (UTC)(Post Sans Voir, Part II 3x24)
1004 words
Nell looks sadly at the cop as he unlocked the door of the cell and she stepped inside. Callen was in a holding cell alone, just him, two cots, and a toilet. She knew Kensi was right, he didn’t need to spend the night alone. She could only hope that she was enough to keep him together.
“What are you doing here?” he asked without looking up.
She shrugged. “Thought you could use the company.”
“Who sent you?”
She didn’t see a point in lying. “Kensi. And Deeks. They didn’t want you to be alone.”
“Go home, Nell,” Callen said as he raised his head long enough to look at the cot. “Just let me rot in here.”
“No.”
“Nell, I mean it. I’m not worth your time,” he said. “Go back and tell Hetty to give the team to Sam, and go back to work.”
“Hetty’s gone,” she said softly. She pulled an envelope from her purse with Granger’s name written on the front. “I found this on her desk. She resigned because of you.”
“Well then tell Ganger to give the team to Sam.”
“It’s going to be ok, Callen,” Nell said gently. “You’re not being charged, you’ll be out in the morning as soon as Nate gets here, and I’ll be right here all night.”
“I lost it out there,” Callen whispered. “I was out of control.”
“It’s ok, Callen. We’ll make it ok,” she said soothingly. “Come over here and lay down on your cot.”
When he didn’t move, she crossed the small cell and softly touched his shoulder. When he looked up at her, he looked more like a lost child than the agent that she knew he was.
“Come on, Callen. You can’t spend the night on the floor,” she said as she held out her hand.
He reached out and took it, letting her guide him to his feet. She pulled him over to one of the cots, and smiled softly as he sat down.
“Lay down,” she said softly. “Close your eyes and try to get some rest.”
He silently followed her instructions; never letter go of her hand. She settled herself on the edge of his cot, and with her free hand, began to softly stroke his head. He closed his eyes, and she began to tell him stories from her childhood. Broken bones climbing a pine tree that her brothers dared her to climb, her first kiss in middle school, going to school sick to get a perfect attendance award in high school. When he finally fell into a troubled sleep, she shifted onto her own cot until she was lying on her side, her arm tucked under her head, her hand still clasp in his.
She felt him wake a couple of times in the night. She heard him get up, pace the floor, once when she opened her eyes she saw him staring out the window. But he always returned to the bed, and his hand always found hers. He clung to her hand like a frightened child, and more than once she was sure it was the only thing keeping him from losing it.
Once she opened her eyes to find him watching her. With a sad smile, she ran her thumb over his hand and repeated the motion until his eyes drifted shut again.
When Nate arrived in the morning that was how he found them. Nell’s eyes had flown open when she heard him chuckle. As she struggled to sit up, she could feel her cheeks turn red, but she didn’t release his hand. Instead she waited as he opened his eyes and looked distrustfully at Nate. The three stayed in uncomfortable silence until a police man came and opened the cell, letting Callen out.
“I thought we could talk in my office,” Nate said softly. “Nell, you can go home and get some rest if you want.”
“Not the boathouse? You don’t want to interrogate the crazy guy?” Callen countered in open hostility.
“Callen,” Nell said. “Stop. Nate’s just trying to help.”
He looked at Nell and nodded. “I want her to stay. Wherever we go, I want her to stay with me. I trust her. I want her there. And I won't talk if she's not there.”
“Callen,” Nate started to shake his head. “That’s not how it works. You and I need to talk privately.”
“I wave that right. Anything I say to you, I can say in front of Nell. I won’t talk without her,” he said.
“Callen,” Nate frowned.
“Nate, can we talk?” Nell asked as she tugged him a few feet away.
“What’s going on with the two of you? Are you involved with him?” Nate asked. “First Eric, now Callen, are you trying to work through the whole team?”
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Date: 2012-07-19 05:54 am (UTC)