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Category: NCIS spanking fic

Rating: NC-17 for topic/PG for content

Characters: Gibbs/Rabb/Morrow/Chegwidden/Ducky plus supporting cast

Series: Yes - 1/2

Spoilers: JAG/NCIS crossovers and NCIS Season One

Summary: Fighting is one way to resolve a dispute. Just be prepared for the consequences.

Archive: Just tell me where it's going

Additional `stuff':

Title: Inter-agency (non)-cooperation

Lt. Commander Harmon Rabb stormed across the room, hunching over Gibbs' desk. `You play games with my staff again, I'll break your neck!'

Gibbs looked up, frowning. `You'll…why *Lieutenant* Commander?'

`This is the *second* time you fu…messed with Bud. It is the *last* time, you got it? I play one of yours that way, you'd explode!!'

Gibbs stood up and the two men were nose-to-nose a moment later, briefly parting to allow Gibbs to move around to the front of the desk. Tony and Kate were just two among dozens of people watching nervously as the two men stared each other out.

`He's a JAG lawyer.' Gibbs hissed. `He needs babysitting, you should keep him closer by.'

`Age of yours, I'd say they *all* need babysitting!' Rabb snapped back looking from McGee to Tony to Kate.

`I look for brains, not birthdays. Maybe you should try that!' Gibbs retorted.

Coming down the stairs, Director Morrow frowned at the atmosphere in the open-plan room he could sense from twenty feet away.

Rabb's temper snapped and he grabbed Gibbs by the collar, and a moment later the two men were rolling around on the floor, snarling and snatching at each other.

`ENOUGH!!!'

Morrow gestured at Tony and McGee and the two younger men *helped* Gibbs and Rabb to their feet, holding them as the struggled to regain their composure.

`My office. NOW!!' Morrow snapped. `Agent Dinozzo find Dr Mallard, ask him to join us. Agent McGee, ask Admiral Chegwidden if he could spare the time to drop by.'

The two younger agents released Gibbs and Rabb who made their way upstairs, still hissing angrily at each other. Tony left to find Ducky and McGee picked up the telephone with one hand, the internal phone directory with the other, tucked the phone under his chin and tried to work out how to find a JAG number.

Morrow followed Gibbs and Rabb up the suddenly-empty staircase, sighing crossly at the direction his morning was going. He strode past his secretary, pausing only long enough to issue instructions: `Admiral Chegwidden and Dr Mallard get in. No-one else.' Reaching between the two bristling men, he opened the door to the conference room at the far end of his office, waited for them to enter then slammed the door. `You two been watching too many movies? Scrapping on the floor in front of a roomful of people! Christ!! You're lucky I'm in a good mood. Any other day I'd fire your asses!!'

Rabb frowned. `I'm JAG…'

Morrow got up and stood very close to the uniformed man. `Don't push it!'

Gibbs perched on the edge of the table, facial muscles twitching. Rabb spent the minutes waiting re-adjusting his uniform.

Morrow made a couple of calls, canceling a meeting and re-arranging a lunch.

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`Ducky?' Chegwidden saw the ME making for the same staircase he was heading for. `You know anything about this?'

`Only that Jethro and your boy were fighting.' Ducky sighed. They climbed the stairs, entered the Director's outer office and walked into the conference room, shown in by Morrow's secretary.

`Ah…Dr Mallard…Admiral. Thanks for dropping by.

Ducky frowned at the expression on Jethro's face. This was bad. Very. Bad.

Chegwidden returned Rabb's salute and snapped: `You were brawling!'

Rabb swallowed hard and kept silent.

Morrow sensed he was the calmest person in the room and suggested: `Why don't you…do whatever you need to do to calm these hothead kids down and return at…say six…and they can apologize to each other.'

The look that passed between the two men at this suggestion hinted that this was unlikely to happen, but they both stayed silent, waiting.

`Let's go Commander!' Chegwidden ordered, opening the door.

`Jethro.' Ducky jerked his head at the door.

Continued in Part Two…

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