Bring It On Home To Me (LV, Miami, NCIS, NY RP)

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Tony looked at Ziva for a moment, about to reply when Gibbs barked at him. The younger agent straightened up and walked over to the others. "Morning boss!" he said with a forced grin.
 
Catherine stopped and pouted at him, "What you don't trust me?"
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Gibbs looked at Tony, "I saw you sneaking, Your late, aren't you?"
 
"Who said I was late? I just decided to stop in the break room before I came here," Tony said hurriedly, setting his backpack down beside his desk.
 
Samantha Looked at Greg and smiled
"so my sister here tells me You work here to that kind of suprises me I mean a guy like you would be a Model or something like that" (and the flirting begins)
 
"Wasn't implying that you were, boss," Tony replied, going over to Gibbs' desk. "Got anything for me?" he asked, wondering if he could switch the subject.
 
Tony reached out and took the file, flipping through it and reading. "She was last seen.. Last night at 1900. Did the attorney general say if he knew where she was going?" he asked, looking up a moment later.
 
"Ziva, you never quite know untill you ask, do you?" Tony said. "It's called process of elimination, not 'lets make assumptions and screw this up'," Tony replied, being a little bit harsher than usual. Little sleep didn't do much for his mood.
 
The burning feeling in Greg's cheek was stubborn, that was for sure. With a questioning, and slightly shocked, expression, he looked to Samantha once more. "Me?" He asked, pointing to himself in a disbelieving way. "Nah," The man began, waving his hand to show that she was wrong. "I work here, with Sara, yeah." Any onlooker could easily tell that he was nervous, almost like he was going to go on stage soon. Of course, he wasn't, but it sure seemed that way to him.
 
Samantha looked at him She could tell he was nervous and to be perfectly honest she was to I mean a guy like him what Would he want with a trailer trash girl like her,she never thought she was that pretty (surely Sara was much more prettier then her despite the fact that they were mirror images) and living with an abusive grandmother almost all her life didnt help the situation any ,she Looked at him "so you're a scientist I dont know if I could do this job I'm not good around blood I prefer children" realizing that her words might insult him or Sara she frowned "I mean I work better with children then I do adults" she frowned "I mean... I" she looked away somehow she felt as if she was getting in deeper
 
Greg put his hands up in order to keep her from backtracking any farther. "I know what you meant." He said, a small smile forming across his face. The man tilted his head to the side slightly, causing his brown hair to fall more to one side, then the other. Surely, the onlookers would be melting right now, despite their gender or sexual preference. "Yeah, I guess it does take a certain type of person to be able to handle things like that." He said proudly, bringing his head up strate again, in order to look at her properly. Obviously, Greg Sanders was trying to appear much more macho then he actually was...If only to impress Samantha...
 
and it was surely working Samantha was turning like Mush into his hands she felt sorry for her sister who surely was beginning to feel like a 3rd wheel around them but it was definetly apparent that Samantha and this young Greg had chemistry ,she was about to Pounce right in and ask a question she's never asked a guy before "so a guy like You surely you have a girlfriend"
she could feel her cheeks flush and turn several shades of red
 
Greg answered her question simply, like he had done it a thousand times..."Nope." It was true, Greg Sanders was relationshipless, he had never actually been committed to somebody for a fair amount of time. But that was okay with him, he was still young. "You have a boyfriend though, don't you?" His voice had that slight form of let-down-ness to it. And the look in Greg's eyes could give away the fact that he was expecting her to say, "Yes."
 
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