"Tony just give it back" McGee whined for the forth time that hour. Tony had been picking on him since ten that morning for a no better reason then he was bored.

"Come on McGeek. Reach higher" Tony teased back. He was standing on his chair holding up McGee's tuna fish sandwich which didn't smell all that right but fish never does.

Suddenly McGee went silent and sat back down in his chair. "Ah ha!" Tony cried in victory. "Probie has given up. You know what that means" he said with a devilish grin.

"You know what 'what' means" came a familiar voice from behind him. Tony squirmed.

"Oh hi boss. I was just telling McGee here that you should never eat tuna fish sandwiches because they smell" Tony said trying to cover himself but it didn't work.

"That didn't stop you all those times you ate Kate's" Gibbs said and kicked the chair from beneath him sending Tony plummeting to the floor with a bang. Ziva looked over from the book she was reading and laughed.

"Looks like Tony's fallen off his high chair" she said.

"Horse" McGee corrected her.

"What?" Ziva asked.

"The saying is he fell off his high horse" McGee explained.

"Oh whatever" Ziva sighed 'they're both high".

"What is this" Gibbs asked "are we back in the 3rd grade? We have a crime scene to go to"

"What…do…we…have?" Tony asked, still slightly winded by his sudden fall to the ground.

"A female petty officer was brutally murdered" Gibbs informed the team "so gear up and let's go" and he walked towards the elevator.

"I have a bad feeling about this case" McGee said while placing his weapon in its holder on his belt.

"What do you mean McGee?" Ziva asked.

"Not sure but I have a feeling that this is a case we're not going to forget in a hurry" McGee answered and followed Gibbs.

"Never mind him" Tony said as he and Ziva followed McGee. "He's just paranoid"

"AM NOT" McGee yelled over his shoulder and they entered the elevator ready for the case that was going to change their lives forever.