A Bad Day

Author's note

Hiya, my name is Poppy a.k.a. wolflover1232 and although this is not my first fanfiction, this is the first fanfiction that I have written in about 4 years, and it is the first that I have uploaded onto . I accept any constructive criticism so feel free to review.

I have no idea how this story will turn out, so I have no idea how long the chapters are going to be or when the story will end. I am not going to commit to saying I will upload on such a day, as I know that things happen. I will instead say that I will upload when I can.

Disclaimer - The characters are not my own, and the general idea belongs to the owners of NCIS, even though I have taken parts of the storyline and added my own twist, which is pretty much the definition of fanfiction, as most of you know. This will not change throughout THIS story.

Chapter 1

Tony's gut was screaming at him, saying 'I told you so'. He knew it was a bad day. He always knows.

The knee was giving me trouble today, the one that had been broken by the now Dr Brad Pitt all those years ago playing football - putting an end to his dream career. It was a hell of a coincidence that the man had become not just any doctor, but his doctor. For his lungs anyway.

The knee very rarely gives any trouble anymore, ever since the heat pads had started to be used during the winter months, as directed by Jimmy palmer, but on the off days where they didn't work, it was hard. On those rare days I had to use the cane that had bought just for these occasions, just to give an extra hand – no leg.

It also didn't help that painkillers were a no-go, because of the amount of information that was unknowingly given away when they were used. Not going to happen again.

McGee and David were going to have a field day, if they even noticed at all. They had grouped together to refuse to listen to orders of his, ever since Gibbs retired. After all, why should they have to listen to the movie quoting frat boy, who has nothing but the physical education degree under his belt. Shows how good they are at being investigators. Sure he majored in sport, but he also has a minor in forensic science and computer science, along with knowing 8 different languages, including sign language. And he had passed top of his class at the academy before joining the police force and gaining all that experience before becoming a detective.

Sighing Tony attempted to get up out of bed, and seeing he wasn't able to, grabbed his phone and pressed number 1 on his speed dial.

"Hey Tony what's up?"

"Hey Jimmy, I'm having one of my bad days, can you come over and give me a hand please" I asked, not pleased with asking for help but knowing when it is needed - despite common knowledge.

"I'm on my way Tone, do you need anything else for today? Breena can you make Tony a packed lunch, he's not going to be running around today, he's on desk duty. Tony I'll be there in 20?" Jimmy palmer said in a rush before hanging up so I couldn't argue.

I sigh. Guess I have time to catch up on all of the paperwork that McGee and David have been neglecting today then. They will not be happy being stuck on cold cases for the day though. Oh who am I kidding, when are they EVER happy?

Ok first things first, what am I going to wear, once Jimmy gets me up? I doubt one of my better suits are going to be worn today, as I have learnt from previous experiences that on a bad day my knee is likely to give out and I end up flat on my face, so I think one of my easy clean grey suits. They are an essential part of the wardrobe, as they are made out of a material that repels dirt and water, making them easy to wipe down and stay dry. And they do not look too ridiculous. I would wear one of these suits every day, but unfortunately they are expensive and cost roughly double what a normal suit would cost, and you can't wear the same suit 2 days in a row, it is unhygienic.

I hear the door to my room opening. Huh. Must have been 20 minutes already. Guess I zoned out for a while.

"Hey Tone, you don't look so good there. Need a hand?" Jimmy says with a smirk.

"Hey Gremlin, can't get up. Bad day with the knee, will need a hand getting up and ready if that's ok with you. Sorry for being a bother" I say.

"No problem, let's have a look at the knee first, so I can see if I need to wrap it or not" he says going to move away my duvet cover, already in doctor mode.

"Wait!" I say before he could, already feeling myself flush with embarrassment "I went to bed commando, I don't want you to get that much of a surprise".

The autopsy gremlin chuckles and says "I'm a doctor Tony, I can remain Professional, don't worry about that. Just be thankful it is me and not Doctor Mallard" before pulling away the cover.

I blush an even deeper red and attempt to cover myself, which doesn't exactly work due to the length of my body compared to the length of my arms. Jimmy goes slightly pink seeing that I was so embarrassed, but then shakes his head and looks down at my knee.

"Ok, Yeah Tony I'm going to have to wrap this because of how swollen it is. It doesn't look very comfortable, but I suppose that you won't be accepting any painkillers, or will you?"

"Probably not, but if happen to need some while I'm at the headquarters, then I will pop down into autopsy to see you, that ok?"

Jimmy nodded looking accepting before grabbing my hands and pulling me upwards until I was sitting up in the bed. Then as I swivelled myself around he wandered over to my wardrobe.

"Easy clean Grey suit please Jim" I say as he roots through my clothes. He grunts in acknowledgement.

He comes over several minutes later with the clothes requested and helps me get dressed. Once dressed Jimmy handed me my cane and pulled me up. I grit my teeth due to the pain and clench my eyes shut as my knee gives out. Luckily between jimmy and my cane, I was able to stay upright. As we walk down the stairs of my apartment towards jimmy's parked car he changes the subject.

"Breena made you a sandwich for lunch, so you don't have to rely on McGoogle and David to get you some. Knowing them two, they would attempt to poison you or something to get your job. I really don't understand why you haven't written them up for not doing their jobs, it would really cut down on your workload" Jimmy Rants.

"I know Jim, I know. It's just that there's no point, as both you and all the other team leaders, along with Tobias are all helping me keep up with all the paperwork. You aren't the first person to tell me to write them up either" I admit.

For the rest of the ride to the headquarters, we drive in a comfortable silence.

"Oh yeah," Jimmy says as we pass security, "I emailed the director after you rung me this morning, saying that you was having one of your bad days, meaning you was on desk duty for the day. I hope that will make things a bit easier for you?"

I nod and gather my stuff together, ready to get out and head towards the elevator.

"Thanks gremlin, I'll see you later ok?" I say to him with a smile and I climb up out of the car.

I look down at my watch and see the time is only 7:39. 21 minutes until everyone had to turn up at work. And roughly an hour before Ziva and McGee would turn up for work. Late. As usual.

I sigh as I enter the elevator.

Let's face the music.

Any good? Please review and let me know. Chapter 2 will be uploaded once it has been written.

Wolflover1232