Camp Chaos
- Day 2: Water water everywhere -

Jenny grinned as Gibbs closed the cabin door behind them, 'what are you smiling at?' he asked her, she bit her lip and turned the key in the lock. She twisted the key around in her hands for a few seconds and slipped it into her pocket, smiling seductively.

Abby bounced across the gravel grinning from ear to ear, 'did you see the way he looked at her?' she shrieked, McGee clamped his hand over her mouth, 'shhh, they're supposed to be married,' he hissed flicking his eyes towards the other couples heading into their cabins. As they approached the cabin rather loud squeals could be heard and, 'stop that, oh, Jethro stop that,' Tony raised his eyebrows at the others as he reached the door.

He jumped back from the door at the banging, 'we're not going in there,' 'why not?' McGee asked from behind him, Tony pointed open mouthed at the door, 'listen probie,' McGee's widened at a particularly loud bang and a shriek, 'that's why not, I do not need to see Gibbs making out with Jenny.' Abby placed her ear on the door, 'sounds like they're there,' she pointed to the left of the door.

'Argh, they better not be on my bed,' Tony squeaked like a girl and placed his hand on the door handle, 'I can't, Ziva you do it.' Ziva shook her head hearing the groans from the other side of the door, 'I would not risk my job by opening that door,' 'Probie, now what you are about to see is two adults having sex, now don't be afraid, I know it's scary but you'll get to do it eventually, open the door.'

McGee glared at Tony, 'DiNozzo!' 'Open it,' 'no,' 'who is senior field agent here?' Tony hissed his face the picture of triumph, 'you,' 'and I say open the door.' McGee sighed and placed his hand on the handle, he pulled it down and tried to open it, 'it's locked,' Tony held up a key, McGee sighed and slipped the key into the lock. He pushed open the door and peered inside.

'What?' Tony asked poking his head around the door. He sighed and walked inside, 'that's so not funny Gibbs,' Abby whined seeing Gibbs leaning against Tony's bunk inspecting the wood and Jenny sat on the floor playing solitaire. Ziva smiled realising how easy they had been to play, 'well done Jenny, very clever,' Jenny smirked, 'you actually believed that Tony?' Tony swallowed nervously, 'no.'

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Ziva glared as she was strapped into her life jacket, 'is this absolutely necessary?' she asked for the hundredth time, 'yes it's for your safety, we don't want you drowning,' the weedy instructor told her grabbing her ass. 'Remove your hand if you value it,' she hissed in her most menacing tone, the guy ran off to adjust Abby's jacket quickly. 'He giving you trouble sweet cheeks?' 'Nothing I cannot handle Tony.'

'Okay,' he smiled placing his arm around her shoulders, 'Back or front?' he asked stopping beside the two-man canoe, 'neither,' a voice came from behind them, 'she's sharing with me,' they turned to see Abby and McGee coming towards them. 'There is no way I'm going in a canoe with Timmy,' who promptly folded his arms and glared at Abby, 'he'll capsize it.' Abby grabbed Ziva's arm and dragged her to a black canoe, 'jump in,' she grinned.' Gibbs and Jenny climbed into a red canoe, Jenny in the back, and waited as the second instructor passed them all safety hats, Jenny rolled her eyes as the man pressed too close to her whilst checking her helmet was secure. When he turned to check Gibbs helmet he was met with a glare, he gulped and hurried to check McGee in the canoe behind them.

Tony was sat behind McGee pulling stupid faces and splashing him with water. 'Tony would ya cut that out!' Tony grinned lifting his oar up from the water and tossing it over McGee, 'can't do that Elf Lord.' 'Okay, I'll push everyone off and Dan can take over, he's in the blue canoe in front, 'have fun.' He pushed all the canoes away from the bank one by one and then turned and walked away.

Ten minutes later and Gibbs and Jenny had a rhythm going and were making progress down the river, Abby and Ziva weren't far behind but obviously Abby was over excited and shaking the boat. Tony and McGee on the other hand were having difficulties, they wouldn't cooperate and paddle at the same time, Tony was paddling ferociously and consequently they were going around in circles.

McGee was getting angry at swung the oar around to hit Tony, Tony squealed and grabbed the sides of the canoe as he fell headfirst into the cold, dirty water. McGee looked around, 'Tony,' he called uncertainly. Up ahead Gibbs and the others had stopped to find out what all the commotion was, 'Tony!' he called more urgently, 'Tony this is not funny,' the waters surface was smooth, not a movement in sight.

'Tony where are you?' McGee was starting to get worried, 'McGee what's going on?' Gibbs called from a few meters upstream, 'Tony's in the water he… arghhhhhhhhhh!' He screamed as something flew out of the water beside him and grabbed him, turning the boat over.

Gibbs shook his head and turned to Jenny, she rolled her eyes and watched as McGee and Tony surfaced beside the upturned canoe. 'That was not funny Tony,' 'no, it was hilarious, you squealed like a girl, McGoo!'

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'Oh come on, it's a classic, Friday the 13th, you've never seen Friday they 13th, scary abandoned camp, teenagers all murdered in the middle of the night, only one survivor to tell the tale,' Tony shook his head as he wrung out his wet t-shirt in the doorway of their cabin. 'No DiNozzo I haven't, have you found me my murderer yet?'

Tony swallowed nervously avoiding Gibbs stare, 'er no, McGoogle?' McGee looked up from the computer screen, 'only thing new is weedy and blondie making out by the archery field.' 'No one new in camp since we arrived and no one has left,' Abby added watching a different camera feed.

'Jethro, who looked through the itineraries?' Jenny asked, surrounded by paper, 'Tony, why?' 'He needs to pay more attention to his job and less at the female agents, he missed something that could be very important. It seems all our victims died a day after they returned from their hike, we're going tomorrow so the killer will strike in three days.' Jenny refrained from mentioning her second discovery, it seemed rule number four was coming into play, with a little of seven, eight and eighteen.

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