There's the story of the scorpion and the frog. Sometimes it's a turtle ( Read more... )

He had them in the next morning as early as possible to replace the windows. There were too many windows and doors in Abby's lab anyway, and you never know what might go off. Dangerous chemicals, mishandled firearms, Gibbs himself ( Read more... )

It rained a lot in the District, in the springtime. In the winter. There was just a lot of rain. No snow, just rain. And a lot of oppressive heat in the summer ( Read more... )

Gibbs has a list. Most of the names on it have been crossed out, but not all. A few of them never will be. At least, not in the forseeable future ( Read more... )

The first time was his own damn fault. The second time was his fault, too. Fool him twice. The third time he figured he was just a glutton for punishment, and by the time the lawyers had finished duking it out he'd had about all the punishment he could take ( Read more... )