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Special delivery "Mmmhhh…" The sound of his alarm clock beeping roused Timothy McGee from his sleep, and he groaned tiredly, groping around for the offensive little thing.  However, his drowsy brain had trouble coordinating things for him and he didn't find his clock in time for it to auto-snooze, causing him to withdraw his hand under the covers again and sleep on. When it started blaring again only three seconds later, he sat up, wide awake.  That wasn't his alarm clock, it was his cellphone.  And that caller ID caused his heart to instantly take on an adrenalin-fed rhythm "McGee." "Get your butt over here, McGee, we've got a situa