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donutsweeper) wrote2008-09-14 05:15 pm
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Can't Catch Me
Title: Can't Catch Me
Pairing/Warning/Rating: NCIS fandom, no pairings, rated G
Word Count: 100
Summary: A suspect tries to get away.
Author's Note: Written for the
ncisdrabble100 challenge: satisfaction
When he saw them coming he started to run, even before one of them yelled “NCIS!” He heard footsteps thundering behind him, but he was too quick. He darted down an alley, then cut through a mini-mart and slowed to a walk once he hit the busy sidewalk. He’d lost them. No stupid cop, Navy or otherwise, would catch him.
He rounded the corner and plowed straight into a fist. Momentarily stunned, he fell backwards. Looking up he saw a silver haired man dangling handcuffs. “You’re under arrest,” the man said, with a smug, satisfied look on his face.
Bastard.
Pairing/Warning/Rating: NCIS fandom, no pairings, rated G
Word Count: 100
Summary: A suspect tries to get away.
Author's Note: Written for the
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When he saw them coming he started to run, even before one of them yelled “NCIS!” He heard footsteps thundering behind him, but he was too quick. He darted down an alley, then cut through a mini-mart and slowed to a walk once he hit the busy sidewalk. He’d lost them. No stupid cop, Navy or otherwise, would catch him.
He rounded the corner and plowed straight into a fist. Momentarily stunned, he fell backwards. Looking up he saw a silver haired man dangling handcuffs. “You’re under arrest,” the man said, with a smug, satisfied look on his face.
Bastard.
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I can see that look on Gibbs's face.
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Nice change to see it from the *wrong* side of the law :D
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Cue Gibbs, walking purposefully along:
I'll just walk around this corner... and then this one... no need to wear myself out running - these old bones of mine aren't as young as they were... Leave that to Zeva, she likes running.
Right, now if I get my cuffs out ready, and raise my hand about YAY high and count to thr-
Oh, he was a bit quicker than I thought he'd be...
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