Disclaimer: NCIS and all of its characters are the property of CBS.

"Are you sure about this, Ms. Crawshaw?" Timothy McGee, or Thom E. Gemcity as he was known to his fans, looked uncertainly at the woman who sat across the table.

Lyndi Crawshaw rolled her eyes in disdain. Tim, while one of her most successful clients, was also one of her most difficult clients. He would prefer to work completely alone when it came to his writing and he was closed off to any ideas she had for drumming up publicity. It was as if he didn't want to milk the success of his novel for all it was worth! "Timothy, I have told you to call me Lyndi," she scolded him as she took a large sip of her tea. "Yes, I am sure about this. Timothy, this is the way to go! Don't you realize how your novels will sell after this?"

"But, Ms. Craw – Lyndi – I don't think this is going to work. Deep Six just doesn't lend itself well to musical theater."

Lyndi waved her hand to cut him off. "Timothy, have you seen Broadway lately? If you drum up enough publicity, you can make anything into a musical and sell tickets for it. It doesn't even have to be a good musical. Just look at Legally Blonde."

"But that appeals more to the MTV generation. I don't think that's really my demographic."

"That is why we're going to do the reality show."

Tim's face reddened as he coughed, the coffee he had just gulped spewing from his mouth as he tried to catch his breath. "The what?"

"The reality show," she repeated as though that explained everything. "Every new musical needs a workshop. You know, to see how it looks on stage, how the songs work, etc." she said.

"And you want to create a reality show following the show from its conception, going through how it's put together, ending with opening night of the show?" While he wasn't really one for reality TV, that didn't sound like that bad an idea.

"In a way," she answered with a twinkle in her eyes. "We're going to do a workshop at NCIS with your colleagues playing their respective characters and create a reality show about it."

Tim's eyes widened. He began opening and closing his mouth, but couldn't actually find the words to say. Anyone passing by would think the federal agent was doing an impression of a gold fish. "But…NCIS…musical….I…"

"Timothy, it's never been done before! A musical based on a best-selling novel being performed by the very people upon which it is based!"

"Maybe it's never been done before because it's a bad idea! Or maybe because the people on which it was based killed the writer of the novel before the opening number could be written!" God, this was not good. There was no way he would be able to convince Lyndi that this was a bad idea and when the team found out about this they would murder him. With a trained assassin, a Marine sniper, a forensic scientist, a former cop, and a medical examiner and his protégé involved, there was no doubt in Tim's mind that not only would his body never be recovered, but his disappearance would be seen on Unsolved Mysteries until the end of time.

Just as Tim was about to flee, change his name, and begin his life anew, he realized something. "There is no way NCIS is going to approve this," he said, trying to hid a smile. "So you'll have to figure out something else."

Lyndi's eyes became steel, her mouth twisted into a determined pout. Tim was suddenly very scared.

AN: This fic was inspired by a drabble that came as the result of a LiveJournal meme. I have absolutely no idea where I am going with it! It's going to be one of those "fly by the seat of your pants" stories. It'll be an adventure for all of us!

Please let me know what you think! I appreciate all and any feedback ;) Also, I am very much open to title suggestions!