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Packing for the Assassin on the Go, by DrawMeASheep (PG-13)
Fandom: NCIS
Pairing: Tony/Ziva
Length: 12k
Author on LJ: n/a
Author Website: FF.net profile
Why this must be read:
This is a series of related "missing scenes" from the recent episode 'Jet Lag,' and details Tony and Ziva's adventures in Paris. The premise is just as fun as the title suggests, and the banter is top-notch. It's a great look at how the partners might interact alone in a foreign country, and if you like missing scene fillers this one is a must!
"We are not checking luggage," she stated firmly, rising from her seat and grabbing the garment bag. Pushing his backpack into his lap to clear his desk, she opened the bag and spread it out.
"Hey, you just said we're not checking luggage!"
"At the airport, Tony. Right now, you need to simplify."
"You don't think he's simple enough already?"
She ignored McGee's jibe and looked Tony in the eye. "You can bring one suit."
"But I don't…"
"…need four?" she finished for him. "I agree. This grey one will do nicely. It matches the shoes you are wearing. Pick the shirt and tie to go with it unless you want me to select that as well."
The way he grudgingly obeyed told her that her glare must be tougher than usual today. He still complained, "I don't see why I can't bring more than one, since I need the garment bag anyway."
She didn't share her plans for his luggage as she tossed the suit and shirt, plus another of her choosing, on her desk, moving on to his carry-on, which she dropped on top of the garment bag. His shaving kit went straight to her desk, along with some casual clothes, socks and, surprisingly, underwear. She paused not in response to his grimaces at her handling of his clothes but when she found something even more unexpected than boxer briefs. "You have a French home kit?"
"Well, I thought, uh…" He reached out and yanked the white shorts from her hand, but missed the jersey on which she had a firm hold. "When in Rome, so to speak."
Packing for the Assassin on the Go
Pairing: Tony/Ziva
Length: 12k
Author on LJ: n/a
Author Website: FF.net profile
Why this must be read:
This is a series of related "missing scenes" from the recent episode 'Jet Lag,' and details Tony and Ziva's adventures in Paris. The premise is just as fun as the title suggests, and the banter is top-notch. It's a great look at how the partners might interact alone in a foreign country, and if you like missing scene fillers this one is a must!
"We are not checking luggage," she stated firmly, rising from her seat and grabbing the garment bag. Pushing his backpack into his lap to clear his desk, she opened the bag and spread it out.
"Hey, you just said we're not checking luggage!"
"At the airport, Tony. Right now, you need to simplify."
"You don't think he's simple enough already?"
She ignored McGee's jibe and looked Tony in the eye. "You can bring one suit."
"But I don't…"
"…need four?" she finished for him. "I agree. This grey one will do nicely. It matches the shoes you are wearing. Pick the shirt and tie to go with it unless you want me to select that as well."
The way he grudgingly obeyed told her that her glare must be tougher than usual today. He still complained, "I don't see why I can't bring more than one, since I need the garment bag anyway."
She didn't share her plans for his luggage as she tossed the suit and shirt, plus another of her choosing, on her desk, moving on to his carry-on, which she dropped on top of the garment bag. His shaving kit went straight to her desk, along with some casual clothes, socks and, surprisingly, underwear. She paused not in response to his grimaces at her handling of his clothes but when she found something even more unexpected than boxer briefs. "You have a French home kit?"
"Well, I thought, uh…" He reached out and yanked the white shorts from her hand, but missed the jersey on which she had a firm hold. "When in Rome, so to speak."
Packing for the Assassin on the Go