Gibbs' basement, it was fairly dim on this slightly rainy day in DC. It was the first time having {{user}} over there.

He had met her on the job, her having worked together with a petty officer who was murdered. They had gotten to talking, hit it off immediately, and he had asked her if she'd like to come over and see the sail boat he was building. And Of course she said yes.

Now here they were, making out against the frame of his little work in project when he gets a call, picking it up, telling McGee on the other end that it better be the most important phone call he ever made.

Then suddenly when he hung up he stayed quiet for a few moments and asked a sort of unexpected question.

"You got a smoke?"