Chapter 6
"Career day?" McGee said as he read the flier from his hospital bed.
"Yeah" Michael said.
"When is it?"
"Wednesday"
"This Wednesday?"
"Yeah"
"Sorry buddy, I can't make it. I'm gonna be in here for a while. Ask your mum"
"Where is she?"
"At work"
"Who is filling in for you dad?" McGee let out a laugh.
"Your uncle Gibbs"
"Mum!" Michael yelled over the music.
"Hey. What's up?"
"Would you please go to career day?"
"Cool. Sure"
"Great!"
"Exactly what I was about to say" Palmer yelled, bursting through the door.
"What is it Jimmy?"
"I got my own ME's job in California!"
"Wow, that's great"
"Yeah, it means having to leave"
"We'll miss you" she said, giving him a hug
"Congrats jimmy" Michael told him.
"Thanks guys" he said, leaving as quick as he had come.
Wednesday
"Mum, you ready to go?" Michael called. There was no reply. "Mum" he heard a noise in the bathroom, he opened the door to see Abby's head hanging over the toilet. "You ok?"
"No. I don't think I can go"
"Ok, what will I do, I was supposed to bring someone, I'll get laughed at"
"Sorry honey, maybe you could ask Chris or Mac"
"Jessica's dad is a doctor, so I might ask aunt Mac. I hope you get better mum"
"Thanks honey"
"Scuito?" Mac said as she answered her cell phone.
"Aunt Mac"
"Oh hey Mike"
"My mum is sick, she can't come to career day at school, could you go instead?"
"Um…I think so. I'll swing by and pick you up at 8."
"Great, thanks"
"You ok Abs?" Mac asked as she stood at the door.
"I should be fine. Give it a couple of days."
"Ok, you ready to go mike?"
"Yeah. Bye mum" he said, giving her a peck on the cheek.
"Bye"
"See ya later Abs"
"Thank you Johnny" Michael's teacher said. "Michael your up next" he stood up and walked to the front and cleared his throat.
"Um…neither of my parents could make it today, my dad was shot and my mum is ill, so I brought my aunt instead. um… aunt Mac, your up" he said, sitting down as Mac stood up.
"Um…hey" she said nervously. "I am a special agent at NCIS, but I shouldn't be the one talking to you. He should" she said, confusing everyone.
"Who?" Michael asked confused.
"Me" a male voice came from behind them all.
"Dad!"
"Your up probie" Mac said to him
"Don't call me probie Mac"
"Sorry boss" she said, patting him on the back and walking to the back of the class.
"Hi, I am the director of NCIS…" he said as Mac's phone rang.
"Scuito"
"Hey Mac, its Gibbs. I need your help."
Chapter End Notes:
sorry, this chap is very uneventful