· *beep * Ducky's eyes flew open. Where was he, not in his own home? Then he remembered, Napoleon and last night. He looked around as Napoleon put on his robe and answered his pen.

"Kawolski here, just reporting in."

"How's everything going? Find anything new?" Solo spoke softly into his pen, then looked up and noticed that Ducky was wide awake anyways. He thought about last night with a great deal of satisfaction after all he still had it, more over Illya still had it.

"Just a bunch of toilets. This job is disgusting, this is not what I joined U.N.C.L.E. for. So far I've followed Phillips last days to the letter, but nothing interesting so far."

"Well, keep up the good work," Solo closed the channel and saw that Ducky was rapidly getting dressed and almost out the door. "Ducky…" he started to say.

Ducky stopped with his hand on the knob. "Napoleon, we can't do this…I can't do this."

Solo came up behind him and purred into his ear, "Are you saying you didn't enjoy it?"

Without another work Ducky opened the door and walked out.

Later that morning Ducky entered Abby's area with her favorite drink. He looked up through the glass panel that showed the main area and saw Napoleon greeting Gibbs. Napoleon glanced over to where Ducky was and they exchanged a brief look. Abby notice the sparks that seem to fly between them and asked, "So what's with you and the old guy."

Ducky, looked away embarrassed, "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Aw, come on Ducky, it's perfectly obvious, some of my best friends are gay." Abby came close and nudged him in the side.

Before Ducky could think of anything to say Gibbs walked into the room with Napoleon at his side. Gibbs introduced Napoleon to Abby Sciuto, and Ducky held his breath afraid of what she would say. But he needn't have worried Napoleon had turned on his charm and Abby appeared to be under his spell.

"What have you found?" Gibbs requested.

Abby broke her attention away from Napoleon, he may be old but he was way kool, she thought. "Yes, well I did a toxicology scan on his blood and didn't find much ….except for this really miniscule trace of an element highly radioactive that probably killed him within 15 maybe 20 minutes." She said proudly.

Solo started and quickly took out his pen, "Open channel D. Kawolski, are you there."

"Kawolski here. Look I'm just getting ready to …"

"Don't do anything. Just stop what you're doing and get out of where ever you are.:"

"What…" But he didn't hear anymore because Solo had broken the connection.

Gibbs turned to Solo, "You don't think..?"

"You never know," he replied, "Open Channel D. Sir John, please"

After bring Sir John up to date. The N.C.I.S. group got together and working with their usual efficiency managed to locate a stockpile of highly radioactive material that was probably going to be used in a terrorist attack. Sr. John was very happy with the outcome and more than willing to leave the rest in the capable hands of the N.C.I.S.

After all the excitement had died down Ducky was again in Abby's area and looked out the glass panel to see Napoleon saying goodbye to Gibbs. Napoleon came into Abby's office and taking her hand placed a kiss on it as she sat in her chair looking thunderstruck thereby thanking her for all her help. He then turned to Ducky, "I'm glad to see you're doing well," saying even more with his eyes, "Maybe we could get together for lunch sometime…?" and reached out his hand to shake Ducky's.

Ducky looked into those eyes. "Yes…that would be…acceptable." He stated and then decide to pull Napoleon in a fierce hug.

Gibbs had just been handed a pile of folders and happened to look up at that moment. There's got to be more to this, that story Ducky told was really outrageous. Maybe I'll contact U.N.C.L.E. to see how much of it's ttue. He looked down at the stack of files on his desk. Then again maybe I won't.

The End The End The End.