Hey Everyone! I'm new at this so bare with me. Please;) I'll try my best to keep this interesting for you guys. So…..this story is a continuation of tigereye 77 's story Perfect, written wayyyyy back in 2012. But hopefully you'll enjoy it. Anyways, on with the story, it's starts off with where we left off. And this will be a half-in- half fluff between Gibbs/emily/hotch. So everyone is happy for both hotly fans and Gibbs/emily fans. The story will be post under both NCIS and Criminal Minds Fanfiction.

After JJ had finished speaking with the fanatic young girl, who had the passion of becoming a journalist. Seeing clearly, the media liaison as an inspiration. She had given the girl some tips about the pros and cons of the relations when dealing with the press and sending the right kind of message to the public. The conversation with Betsy had clearly calmed her, after the humiliation sensation she felt with Agent Gibbs. The thought of the agent, reminded her of her teammate agent. She wonder what had held up the women. She quickly went inside the Federal building, also wanting to report hotch how the press conference went. She was so going to get back at that reporter for his unnecessary comment about the inability of her team. Her team was of course capable of handling any investigation that came their way. It was their job. But it was beyond their wraps to handle the interagency investigation. Strauss had to be on vacation, for this. Lucky witch! When the elevator had made the complete stop to the floor where the rest were, she was abrupt to not find the agent she was looking for. Hum! 'Where could she be', she thought curiously. She walked to where the others were. Morgan, Tony, Reid, and McGee were all staring at the screen where all the information of the case was. Reid was the first to notice her presence. "Hey!" he first greeted. "How did the press conference go?" Derek asked. JJ let out a huff irritated sigh; "Like every press conference I give, theirs some jackass who always makes us look bad!" she pointed. "Well that's why Gibbs always let's the main man deal with those clowns." Tony added. "He puts them to shame, makes them waddle and shake their legs off, yup! that's Vance, he like in that 1991 movie, Ricochet, you know, where Denzel Washington plays rookie Los Angeles police officer Nick Styles, yeah, he's so...

He stopped talking when he notice all of them looking over him. He knew what that meant. He was too afraid to turn around. "He's behind me, isn't he?" he slowly asked. "Nice to hear your reference of me, Agent DiNozzo." Director Vance spoke behind. Tony turned around with a sheepishly smile. "Oh, hey director Vance! How's is it going?" he quickly said. "I'm great Agent DiNozzo, but I'm more interested in how the investigation is going?" he replied, with a small grimace look. "We are looking more of Commander Hill's life, since she had more connection with the current suspect." McGee explained. "I see." he said. Vance finally notice the presence of the BAU. "Hi!" he greeted, giving his hand to the agents. Derek took the hand of the director. What he profiled from the man, he looked far younger from Strauss. And less inhuman, more respectfully kind. "I hope my agents are giving all the support your team needs to wrap this case up?" he inferred, knowing that Gibbs's team and even Gibbs himself were always resistance to other law enforcements getting involved to their military investigations. Morgan turned around and noticed Tony's , and McGee's embarrassed reactions. He disliked them not because of their capabilities, but of their really close friendship with Emily. "Yes they are sir." Morgan answered; relieving the three others from their troubles. "Very well then." he accepted the response. "Where is agent Gibbs?" he questioned. "He's with agent Prentiss and agent Hotchner,sir." McGee answered. "When he comes back, tell him to come see me." he requested. "Yes sir, I will." McGee replied. Vance took one look at them before he walked away. His presence had startled them. "Thanks, for uh, saving us back there." McGee said appreciative. Morgan didn't reply, he just turned his focus back to the screen. Tony peered through McGee's ear; "Don't go selling your sweets out to them Mc thankful, they still won't like you, Mc loverboy." he whispered obscurity.

When Ziva had finished the request from gibbs. She went back to the morgue to check up on the real person that actually needed some peace. The doors slid opened from autopsy. And that made Emily jump, an unnerved reaction she disliked. She felt relieved that it was just Ziva, and not her team, or Gibbs or even hotch. She couldn't take anymore questions. At this point she was tired of having to explain the terrible tragic nightmare that she kept locked up in her mind and soul for a long time. But, her tragic story didn't justify the killings of these victims that too much resembled her. Rapetti was a disgusting bastard that deserved to rot in hell. And because of him, she lost the best brother she could've have in the world. Matthew was always considered a brother to her. The one that looked after her. The one that protected her. "Are you alright?" Ziva kindly asked, trying not to tread near water. Emily gave her a smile and nodded; "I'm, fine." she simply answered, her eyes focusing on the now cold tea she held in her hands.

Ziva didn't want to push her to express her feelings out flatly. Just like she, herself didn't wanted to be pressure into talking about Somalia. "You know, during the time you spent with us helping with the case, I noticed the closeness that you and Gibbs had." she began. This caught Emily's attention. She frowned in confusion; "What do mean? Gibbs and I aren't that close?" she deny. She didn't understand Ziva's insinuation. Ziva was surprise by Emily's reaction to her comment, making her believe more on the friendship that she and Gibbs sustained. " Sorry, that was not my intend to assume anything that I was not sure of, I apologize for my words Emily." she honestly said. Emily gave her a forgiving smile. "It's fine Ziva; Gibbs has been a great friend, ever since the first time I met him he believed in me and supported my judgement on my capabilities in doing a great job on the case." she explained with a great gratitude look in her face that Ziva has ever seen. "Yeah, Gibbs like a father to me." Ziva express. "After he rescued me in Somalia, he has become my only father to me, a great supporter and sounding plank other than Ducky." she added. Emily smiled at that, she had wished her team had had her back when she needed the most, but they turned their backs to her. They refused to support her when she needed the most. And that was what hurted her the most. Especially hotch. He broke their good friendship and all the trust that was constructed over the time slowly disappeared. When he needed them, they were there, especially her. And now that she needed them again, they all decide to turn their backs again. With Gibbs's team, she never asked for help and yet they are there for her. They gave her a solitary quiet support. And right now that's what she needed. Unlike her team and hotch, who had question her ability to work this case. Yes it was personal, but she didn't needed to be treated as if she was in a list of women that was going to be killed. There was a reason she was an FBI agent that carried a gun. And she knew how to fight.