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Sporadic
There was something seriously wrong at NCIS. What normally would be sporadic retirements, had become almost constant. Every week someone new retired.
You’d think the MCRT would be the last ones to go, but they had actually been the first to leave. One after the other they’d chosen to retire. It seemed that everyone else was now following their lead.
It hadn’t been hard for them. Not after what had gone down. Ducky only wished he could have gone with them, but he was too old and stuck in his ways to start somewhere new. Even though he knew that he could get a job elsewhere. Plus someone had to stay and keep an eye on the trouble happening at NCIS. Preferably before it spread.
