Working Together C12
It happens once a year every year and they all hated it, because NCIS is a division of the Navy they had to set a good example, and as Aldo and Jane were "advisors" in a major current case they had to be there too. The room was set up like a classroom with about forty desks facing the front of the room, and there were already several agents in the room most looking very sullen.
Aldo had to smile, that is until he saw Agent Morris join the other team leaders at the back of the room and then realized he was looking at his younger son for the first time, Micheal was smiling and laughing with a couple of others. Jane came to a stop behind him and realized what he was looking at, "Come on" Jane said, "Let's sit down, remember its probably not best to push a relationship on him" Aldo nodded and followed her to a seat, that was two rows ahead and three seats to the left of Micheal.
He sat down just as Director Shepherd walked into the room, she stopped at the front, looked at the agents in front of her and opened her mouth to speak just as another agent came running into the room.
"Your late DeNozzo" Aldo realized it was Micheal's voice from the back of the room.
"Sorry Boss" DeNozzo replied breathlessly, "Flat tyre, it was just like the movie..."
"Sit down DeNozzo!" This time it was both Director Shepherd at the front and Micheal at the back almost yelling at DeNozzo who immediately sat down.
"Well we already know why we are here" The Directoe said calmly "It is our favourite time of the year, the seminar on prevention of workplace harassment," she looked towards the back "Whose team is on emergency calls?"
Again Micheal's voice rang throughout the room "Mine" He said. Director Shepherd nodded and motioned for the Counsellor in the corner of the room who immediately took the floor and began lecturing on what was appropriate and inappropriate behaviour including touching somebody without permission and inappropriate comments.
"Excuse me, I: have to touch people without their permission all the time?" said a young man with glasses near the front.
"You may feel you have to but you do have a choice in the matter" The counsellor replied "Why don't you ask permission?"
"I do ask permission but they don't answer very often" The nervous young man replied.
At this response all the senior agents in the back and several other agents burst into laughter, the counsellor looked even more confused when a older english man with a cane asked "Mr Palmer just how many of your patients do give you permission?"
The whole room erupted at this point, finally Director Shepherd calmed them down enough to tell the counsellor, "Mr Palmer is a assistant to Dr Mallard down in the autopsy."
The Counsellor sighed and looked around "Does anyone else have any real concerns?"
A girl dressed in black near the front raised her hand "You said touching without permission, does that include hugging? because I hug people all the time."
Judging by the look on the Counsellor's face she was glad to have a normal question, "You might think of it as hugging someone but they might think of it as a invasion of personal space."
The girl, Aldo thought her name might be Abby, looked crestfallen "Am I invading your guys personal space?" she asked looking around the room, replies of no of course not echoed around the room and Abby gave a sweet smile "I am hugging you all in my mind right now" she told them.
Suddenly there was the ring of a phone and the Counsellor looked irritated "If you can't be bothered turning it..."
"Its me" Aldo looked up at Micheal's voice again "And no I can't predict when criminals commit their crimes"
Micheal closed his phone a moment later "Its a missing person case so we hopefully don't need you at all Ducky" He said to the english man. Micheal then turned to his team, "Come on children, lets go"
The Counsellor looked shocked as the four agents left the room "Did he just call them children?"
"So you came in this morning and your daughters weren't here?" Micheal asked Captain James Whistler as his team combed the missing girls room. The Captain nodded as his eyes filled yet again "They are just so small, I don't know who, or, what, or... how?"
Micheal nodded "All the windows and doors were closed and locked?" He double checked.
"Of course" The Captain replied.
"Agent Scofield!" Tony called from the girls room. Micheal went to see what was up, barely noticing the father behind him. Ziva held up a strand of long blonde hair "Neither of the girls have blond hair" She commented.
Micheal turned to the father, anyone else would have missed the quick smug look on his face but Micheal didn't, he filed it away in his memory for later analysis. "The girls mother is blond isn't she?" Micheal asked him.
Captain Whistler nodded "Yes, but I have no idea where she is" McGee already had his notebook out "Whats her name?" He asked the father as Micheal's phone rang.
There is a possible sighting" He tld his team a moment later after the father had left the room, "But it is not a good place for little girls" He said sadly.
Half an hour later, Micheal had his team spread out amongst the uniform cops helping with the search of the small forest the sighting had been in.
Micheal stopped and photographed a small piece of fabric before picking it up and putting it in a envelope for Abby, for some reason he just couldn't shake the bad feeling he had about this case. He stood up and looked around seeing a couple of uniforms nearby and in the distace he could see McGee and Micheal squinted something else...
Micheal shouted at the uniformsand started running towards McGee "Probie" He shouted as soon as he was close enough "Put your eyes on!"
Agent McGee slowly turned around "I don't see anything" Unluckily for McGee by this time Micheal had reached him and slapped him in the back of the head like Gibbs used to do.
"Look up Probie" McGee looked up and immediately started to vomit, along with two of the cops behind Micheal once they got a proper look at the body. It was only Micheal's intense military training that held him together at that moment as he looked at the mutilated body of the eight year old girl hanging on the tree above him.