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Title: A Faulty Interrogation
Author: kaylashay
Rating: FR13
Disclaimer: I'm not USA / Jeff Eastin / etc. (White Collar) or Bellesario or CBS / etc. (NCIS), so I don't claim to own them.
Genre: Gen; Crossover
Fandoms: White Collar; NCIS
Warnings: None
Word Count: 300
Beta: None, all mistakes are mine
Written For: sasha1600's March 2013 Unwritten Prompt

Summary: It's not often that Gibbs is stumped in interrogation.

Gibbs stormed into interrogation and threw the folder down. Pictures skittered out across the table in front of their only suspect. Only Gibbs didn't get the reaction he was expecting from the short, bald man.

"Your preprogrammed interrogation tactics don't scare me government man," he said steadily as he crossed his arms.

Gibbs leaned in behind him so he was speaking lowly in the other man's ear. "That so?"

Then Gibbs grabbed the picture of the forged gemstone necklace that had been found around the neck of an admiral's dead wife. He placed the picture at the other man's nose and growled, "We know that those are your handiwork."

"Even if that was mine, what does that prove in relation to anything? Absolutely nothing, which is what you have."

"We have everything," Gibbs barked.

"Prove it," the little man snapped back with a smug expression on his face.

Gibbs grabbed for another picture. It was a grainy shot from a parking lot security camera showing the backside of a person talking with the dead woman. Gibbs received a huff of incredulity.

"Honestly? This is your proof? And here I thought the Suit was bad enough. I would like to start my due process of the law with a phone call now. And also a non-fat mocha latte, hold the whipped cream, but bring an extra sugar pack, non-artificial, and a stirrer that is still packaged."

Gibbs just stared. He was clearly out of his depth with this particular suspect and from the looks of thing would be getting nowhere fast. He scooped up the file and its contents and stormed out the way he came in.

"DiNozzo! He's all yours," he said throwing the file toward the man and then headed to find a cup of coffee. He needed it.

Sequel: An Interrogation Filibuster


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Jun. 2nd, 2013 01:18 am (UTC)
Oh, dear. Poor Gibbs... But at least he got out of there before Mozzie started in on too many of his conspiracy theories. Tony's going to have a fun evening, isn't he? *g*
Jun. 2nd, 2013 01:21 am (UTC)
Tony and Mozzie going head to head is probably going to last as long as it takes Neal a way to get Peter to go to DC to help out and clear Mozzie's name. :)
Jun. 2nd, 2013 01:26 am (UTC)
Hee! And we know how much Gibbs *loves* the FBI! That'll be a fun conversation! Sequel with Gibbs and Peter, please? I just snagged a spot for this month... *bats eyelashes*
Jun. 2nd, 2013 01:27 am (UTC)
How'd I know that was coming... :)
Jun. 2nd, 2013 01:28 am (UTC)
Because I'm very predictable? ;-)
Jun. 2nd, 2013 01:39 am (UTC)
That is pretty much exactly what I expect how such a scene would go.

Although, in my world Tony and Mozzie already know each other, as Moz made several of Tony's emergency get-away fake ids, and possibly helped him with the Macaluso undercover gig in Philadelphia.
Jun. 2nd, 2013 01:42 am (UTC)
Hee! Gotta love crossover ideas, there's so many possibilities!! :)
Jun. 2nd, 2013 02:59 am (UTC)
One day I may even write one of those stories. : )

Seriously though, Moz only ever seems to con other cons, or genuinely nasty people. Whereas he tends to defend the downtrodden...

Moz returned to his hotel room and counted the cash. The book for the yearly Michigan/Ohio State game, like most major sporting events was always good

He didn’t actually need to go to the game, but crowds like this were always rife with opportunities to pick up a wallet or two, or ten – rich donors, spoiled jocks, media personalities, all of them too intoxicated to even notice the short, unobtrusive man relieving them of various and sundry. And Columbus was far enough away from Detroit that he didn’t feel threatened.

It was sheer coincidence that he happened upon the young man in the suit, which identified him as a player, and the scarlet and grey tie that named him a Buckeye, and a state of the art cellphone that would make the day’s pickings complete. What was startling was the conversation he overheard, the presumed fratboy/jock/silver-spoon-having man-child was homeless? As he listened to several phone calls he learned; dis-owned and denied by immediate family, in debt to extended family, frat-house closed for repairs until the next semester (but the party was so worth it!), and desperately trying to keep up appearances with the frat brothers and teammates. Intrigued, Moz continued to listen as the boy talked himself into and out of calling his father several times, and then the call itself, which went about how the kid had expected it to.

Closing the phone and dropping his head the kid ran a hand through his hair and Moz heard him mutter to himself, “Face it DiNozzo, he may have millions but you aren’t worth a dime to him, never were and never will be. You should probably be glad that stepmom two suggested military school and not an orphanage. Hell, it was probably only the “junior” in your name that kept him from it. But right now you’ve got more immediate problems – where are you sleeping tonight?”

The kid’s musings were interrupted by a group of similarly clad young men coming around the back of the restaurant, calling his name and chiding him for disappearing. Moz watched as the kid pasted on a 1000-watt grin and morphed immediately from rejected child to teammate and co-conspirator in the planning of the conquest of the nearby sorority house, claiming that he was in the back lot to scope out a trail to their back door.

Yes, the Michigan/Ohio State game had been good to him again, and a particular windfall this year – as it had served to point him in the direction of his next mark. DiNozzo, “Senior”, Long Island, a millionaire father who needed to learn a lesson about sharing…
Jun. 2nd, 2013 04:14 am (UTC)
So THAT's how Seniorlost his first millions. *snicker*
Jun. 2nd, 2013 12:02 pm (UTC)
Cool, a short fic in the comments!!
Jun. 3rd, 2013 03:07 am (UTC)
Awesome Comment Fic!! :)

And love the idea of how Senior lost his money! :)
Jun. 3rd, 2013 03:43 am (UTC)
Thanks! That's actually 'first ever fic'. Lots of reading, and a veritable plot-bunny farm, but never actually sat down and wrote one. Hmph, maybe I'll have to try that again some time. : )
Jun. 7th, 2013 03:26 am (UTC)
Even awesomer! (is that a word?)

You need to share this in the comms... *nods*
Jun. 2nd, 2013 02:51 am (UTC)
I can't help but think that Mozzie and Tony would wind up talking in movie lines, each one going more obscure as the session dragged on.

Then Abby would find something that pointed to the real killer and they'd have to let him go.
Jun. 2nd, 2013 02:55 am (UTC)
lol that's very very true
Jun. 3rd, 2013 03:08 am (UTC)
Mozzie and Tony will be at it for hours. :)
Jun. 3rd, 2013 03:46 am (UTC)
And Tony will end up convinced that Mozzie is the model for Keyser Soze.
Jun. 2nd, 2013 02:55 am (UTC)
LOL Mozzie and Gibbs, talk about an unstoppable force and immovable obstacle. this is great
Jun. 3rd, 2013 03:09 am (UTC)
Yup... And just think about Mozzie's cries if Gibbs were to slap him on the head. Police brutality and all that. :)
Jun. 2nd, 2013 04:25 am (UTC)

I do hope this is the start of a... well, perhaps not a beautiful friendship, but it sure would be interesting! Mozzie and Abby, on the other hand, would probably charm the socks off each other.
Jun. 3rd, 2013 03:09 am (UTC)
Hee! :)
Jun. 2nd, 2013 07:52 am (UTC)
OMG LOLing forever! This is absolutely hilarious!

I'm so glad the sequel is already prompted! \o/
Jun. 3rd, 2013 03:09 am (UTC)
I have an idea for that sequel... :)
Jun. 2nd, 2013 12:03 pm (UTC)
Great to see a Mozzie ficlet, and he scores against Gibbs.
Jun. 3rd, 2013 03:09 am (UTC)
Thanks! :)
Jun. 2nd, 2013 06:17 pm (UTC)
tee hee...
Jun. 3rd, 2013 03:10 am (UTC)
Hee! :)
Jun. 3rd, 2013 03:56 pm (UTC)

When I read the summary for this piece, I assumed it would be Neal being interrogated by Gibbs. Imagine my huge amusement to find it was Mozzie. And yeah, I think he'd try anyone's patience (and ability to interrogate properly). Hilarious!
Jun. 7th, 2013 03:27 am (UTC)
Hee! Thanks! Mozzie would run circles around most anyone in interrogation. :)
Jun. 6th, 2013 10:24 pm (UTC)
LOl love it!
Jun. 7th, 2013 03:27 am (UTC)
Hee! Thanks :)
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