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Acme
When they arrived at NCIS, Tony waited for Gibbs and Abby to exit first. Looking between Gibbs and Abby suspiciously, Tony slowly made his way to the edge of the car above the pavement where the car door was standing open.
Impatient, Gibbs barked, “DiNozzo!”
Tony jumped and scuttled out of the car and behind Gibbs keeping Gibbs in between him and Abby.
Gibbs shook his head, badly wanting to rub his head and feeling like he was a high school principal again. He indicated to Abby to go on ahead of him and scooped Tony up. “We’re going to have to get to the bottom of this Tony.”
Tony looked after Abby and stubbornly shook his head. No way was he letting her draw his blood.
Gibbs followed the kitten’s sight line and sighed. “Would Ducky be better?”
The kitten looked between Gibbs and Abby suspiciously before nodding slightly.
“Fine. We’ll go see Ducky and get him to draw your blood.” Gibbs petted the kitten slightly annoyed, but also amused and trying to hide it.
Gibbs carried the kitten to the elevator and pressed the button for Ducky’s level. He wondered how this was going to go. They really needed to get an update from Tony about what had happened to him.
“What do you have there, Jethro?” Ducky questioned staring at the kitten in Gibbs hands.
“A cat. I need you to draw it’s blood. Can you do that for me?” Gibbs pushed, holding kitten!Tony out to Ducky.
“Whatever for, Jethro?” Ducky gasped shocked.
“Send the blood to Abby to run.” Gibbs ordered, ignoring Ducky’s question.
“Jethro.” Ducky protested, “Explain yourself.”
“I need to go get an update on DiNozzo’s apartment and everything else.” Gibbs thrust the kitten at Ducky who reflexively grasped it, before turning and storming out.
“Well apparently we will be spending some time together.” Ducky murmured to himself taking the kitten over to an examination table. He set the kitten down and moved off to get the equipment he would need for taking its blood.
Tony immediately skittered over to the corner of the examination table furthest away from Ducky.
“Oh you poor thing.” Ducky murmured as he returned. “I won’t hurt you.”
Tony shook his head no. Gibbs may have ordered this, but he had no intention of giving in easily. Ducky should count himself lucky that he was still on the table and hadn’t escaped for higher points.
Ducky pulled out the needle and moved closer to the kitten. Tony took one look at that needle and hightailed it for the tallest cabinet he could find in autopsy. Once seated at the acme of the room he glared at Ducky and hissed balefully. He may prefer Ducky to Abby, but he wasn’t going to make it easy for either of them.
