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Denizen
It was that time of year again. The time where all the debutantes came out. Each and every one holding their own balls and also trying to go to everyone else’s balls to get prime exposure to suitable mates. The London Season as it were. At least if you were a denizen of London.
Tony wasn’t. He never had been. In fact, he wasn't sure what they were doing here. London is quite a ways from Washington DC. Apparently though someone from MI6 had specifically requested Gibbs and Tony to help them investigate and find the person killing various debutantes before they killed again.
Vance had seen it as a way to get easy publicity for NCIS and as a way to get Gibbs out of his hair for a while and had practically jumped at the chance. So here they were in the middle of London Season with not a navy body in sight. While Tony fully planned to enjoy as much of the London Season as he could, maybe even talk Gibbs into a dance or two, Tony also couldn't wait to get back home.
