[NCIS: Drabble] "Family Dinner" [G]
Title: Family Dinner
Author: Ami Ven
Rating: G
Word Count: 350
Prompt: a(n incredibly, amazingly, unbelievably) late birthday present for nakeisha
Fandom: NCIS (early seasons)
Character(s): Jimmy Palmer, team
Summary: “Palmer, you made it!”
Family Dinner
Jimmy felt a little nervous as he started up the front walk to Dr. Mallard’s house.
He had only been working at NCIS for a few months, and he’d never been to an after-hours dinner with co-workers before. But Dr. Mallard had been so insistent that Jimmy had agreed. Agent Gibbs's team would be there, too. The senior agent still scared him a bit, and he wasn’t sure what to make of their new transfer from Mossad, but he already felt comfortable around Tony and McGee, and there was probably nobody who didn’t love Abby.
Jimmy rang the doorbell, and Tony opened the door.
He grinned. “Palmer, you made it! Come in and help me tell McGee how wrong he is.”
“I’m right and you know it!” called McGee, from inside.
Jimmy startled when Agent Gibbs appeared suddenly and took the bottle of wine he’d brought. “Good choice, Palmer, this’ll go nicely with the roast Ziva made.”
“Um…”
“You can go help Ducky in the kitchen,” Gibbs continued. “DiNozzo and McGee were kicked out.”
“Tony got us kicked out,” protested McGee.
“Did not,” retorted Tony.
“Go set the table,” Gibbs told them.
Jimmy made his escape to the kitchen, where Ziva was just taking a pot from the stovetop.
“Ah, there you are, my boy,” said Dr. Mallard, then held out a covered dish. “Would you take this out to the table?”
Jimmy took the dish through to the dining room. At the far end of the table, Abby was helping Mrs. Mallard into her seat. Tony and McGee were clearly racing as they set the table, but he couldn’t tell who was winning. They reached the last setting just as Gibbs came in, and he smacked them both on the back of the head.
“We’ll call it a tie, then,” said Tony, as Dr. Mallard and Ziva brought in the rest of the food.
Everyone moved to take their seats - Jimmy found himself next to Dr. Mallard, who smiled around at the table.
“The whole family together,” he said, and Jimmy was already looking forward to the next dinner.
THE END
Current Mood:
need coffee
Author: Ami Ven
Rating: G
Word Count: 350
Prompt: a(n incredibly, amazingly, unbelievably) late birthday present for nakeisha
Fandom: NCIS (early seasons)
Character(s): Jimmy Palmer, team
Summary: “Palmer, you made it!”
Family Dinner
Jimmy felt a little nervous as he started up the front walk to Dr. Mallard’s house.
He had only been working at NCIS for a few months, and he’d never been to an after-hours dinner with co-workers before. But Dr. Mallard had been so insistent that Jimmy had agreed. Agent Gibbs's team would be there, too. The senior agent still scared him a bit, and he wasn’t sure what to make of their new transfer from Mossad, but he already felt comfortable around Tony and McGee, and there was probably nobody who didn’t love Abby.
Jimmy rang the doorbell, and Tony opened the door.
He grinned. “Palmer, you made it! Come in and help me tell McGee how wrong he is.”
“I’m right and you know it!” called McGee, from inside.
Jimmy startled when Agent Gibbs appeared suddenly and took the bottle of wine he’d brought. “Good choice, Palmer, this’ll go nicely with the roast Ziva made.”
“Um…”
“You can go help Ducky in the kitchen,” Gibbs continued. “DiNozzo and McGee were kicked out.”
“Tony got us kicked out,” protested McGee.
“Did not,” retorted Tony.
“Go set the table,” Gibbs told them.
Jimmy made his escape to the kitchen, where Ziva was just taking a pot from the stovetop.
“Ah, there you are, my boy,” said Dr. Mallard, then held out a covered dish. “Would you take this out to the table?”
Jimmy took the dish through to the dining room. At the far end of the table, Abby was helping Mrs. Mallard into her seat. Tony and McGee were clearly racing as they set the table, but he couldn’t tell who was winning. They reached the last setting just as Gibbs came in, and he smacked them both on the back of the head.
“We’ll call it a tie, then,” said Tony, as Dr. Mallard and Ziva brought in the rest of the food.
Everyone moved to take their seats - Jimmy found himself next to Dr. Mallard, who smiled around at the table.
“The whole family together,” he said, and Jimmy was already looking forward to the next dinner.
THE END
Current Mood:
need coffee