Title: Forever&Always

Author: NCIS7BEXX

Spoilers: Season 5 Finale

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to NCIS. No copyright infringement is intended.

Authors Note: Okay, so this is my first fan fiction. I've been reading them for so long and I thought I'd try. Please review and tell me if you want another chapter or give me advice. If you have something that's not a complement please say it anyway, I want all the help I can get to make this amazing. Without further to do, I present you with…

FOREVER&ALWAYS

"Gear up", shouted Gibbs from across the bullpen. "Gotta dead sailor in Georgetown". It has been five years since Vance split the team up. He still kept in touch with Tony and McGee, but nobody's heard from Ziva, her being Mossad and all. His replacement team is good, but none of them have the talent of their truly amazing predecesors. "Agent Sherling get your feet of the desk and go gas the truck. Agent Hannali put in the GPS coordinates for the crime scene 397 Carlse St. PROBIE," Special Agent Demasie looked up in terror to face the wrath of her boss. She had just passed her field agent test a week ago and was horrified of Gibbs, "coffee. Go now."

As the team went out, Gibbs shot a glare at Director Vance, who was prowling the catwalk, observing his #1 major response team. He and Gibbs eyes met and Vance soon felt the pressure to look away. They went their separate ways both wondering how much better Team Gibbs would be if the originals were back, but also how much better the new agents have become. Gibbs stood in the elevator and with a shrug of his shoulders decided that they're getting there.

Once they reached the crime scene, late because of rush hour D.C. traffic, a horrified mood hit the agents. Sherling, Hannali and Demasie all looked at their new boss, unsure what to do now for someone has set their crime scene on fire!

"Lets go. Sterling witnesses, Hannali bag n' tag, Demasie camera." Gibbs shouted to his agents as the firemen retreated. Great he thought now a have a murderer AND an arsonist… Gibbs train of thought was interrupted as a familiar voice filled his head. "Mr. Palmer, fetch the gurney please. O' Jethro, I believe this will be prudent to your investigation." The old medical examiner smirks and hands Gibbs a wedding band that surprisingly didn't melt in the heat of the flames. Instantly, he started thinking of his previous marriages, Shannon and Kelly, Diane, Stephanie, he didn't dare mention Jenny, although he wish he could have. Eyeing the ring, Gibbs finds scratches, no not scratches, words. The investigator part of him pushes out all personal feelings and retreats to the case. As he reads the silky script message engraved on the band of gold, his stomach sinks. He'd heard these names way to often for on the inside of the ring laid a promise and a broken rule. Ninja

Forever and Always

Tony