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Wheedle
Gibbs watched the power flicker and was grateful that he didn’t rely on it for much. He continued working on his boat with his hand tools, despite the ominous flickering of what little light he had in the basement.
He could easily heat the house with his fireplace and he had candles from wife #2 to use to light the house if needed. Plus he’d always believed in having backup batteries for the radio to get news as needed, so he was set despite the complete blackout that followed the flickering of the lights.
The rest of the team apparently was not so lucky as he fielded call after call from his team. The first call came in from Abby.
“Gibbs, Gibbs, Gibbs. Can I please come over? The power is out at my place.” She wheedled.
“Come on, over Abby.” Click.
Next was Tony. “Power’s out, boss.”
Gibbs grunted and hung up the phone.
Abby and Tony arrived at about the same time and heard Gibbs answer the phone.
“What?” Gibbs growled annoyed with all the interruptions.
“Um. Uh. Never mind, boss.” Tim squeaked.
“Just get over here, McGee. Abby and Tony are already here.” Gibbs grumbled and hung up the phone.
