"Babe. You gotta stop with the computer," I told him. He was glaring at his computer, looking like he was about to bust out the baseball bat. I chuckled.
He had a notorious hatred of technology, the whole team knew. Watching him grow more and more frustrated with having to deal with his email, I smiled. I laughed harder as he stood, reaching behind him for the baseball bat.
"What's with you and technology?"
"It's hard."
"You're a federal agent."
"So? Why do you think I use hand tools for the woodworking?"
"Well, considering you only have one plug in the basement, there's that. But why? You know McGee is a tech genius. Have him help you."
All of a sudden, the computer started making noises. Growling, he actually whacked it.
"Jethro! It didn't do anything to you!" I said, shocked. I shouldn't have been since that was a regular occurrence, but it still did.
"Yeah, but it-" he sighed, with an exasperated look on his handsome face.
"I don't get you sometimes, Leroy Jethro Gibbs." Laughing, I made a face at him.
"It's hard, technology."
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NCIS imagines
FanfictionAny sort of NCIS imagine I think of. Mostly Gibbs and my character, Mae.