OK so I've wanted to start a new series, don't worry though guys, I'm not giving up on the series I've already been writing. This is going to be a pre series, so it takes place during the 90s when Jenny was an agent and Jibbs was first together. So this is set from 1996 onwards.
Gibbs stormed out of the director's office, making sure he slammed the door behind him, before practically running down the stairs. He was still gripping the personnel file tightly in his hands; the one Director Morrow had just given him so that he could read up on his new probationary agent.
Ever since Mike had suddenly retired, Morrow had been breathing down his neck to pick a new agent to be his partner; but truth be told he was still reeling from Mike's hasty departure. After losing Shannon and Kelly he didn't think he would find any sense of normality or routine again, but Mike had genuinely helped him through it and helped him become the man he was today. Now he was going to have to find a way to deal with everything on his own and hope Mike had taught him well enough.
However, it wasn't the fact that he had to be paired with a new partner that had pissed him off, or even that his new partner was a probationer, fresh from the Federal Law Enforcement Training Centre at Glynco, it was the fact that his new partner was a woman.
He knew that everyone had to start somewhere; he also knew that if Mike hadn't given him a chance then he'd never have been given this opportunity, but the idea of him being partnered with a woman…? The thought was incorrigible.
He sat at his desk and began reading the future agent's file and was semi-impressed by her. She sounded bright, but had no previous investigative experience and field work was very different from the training received at the centre. He had no idea how either of them was going to cope with this assignment and he had a feeling it wasn't going to last very long. But he guessed that he was about to find out.
A young red haired woman stepped out from the elevator and walked into the squad room. She was dressed smartly with a salmon coloured shirt, grey pants and black heels. She had her long hair tied back into a high ponytail, which swished from side to side as she walked, and her black coat draped over her arm.
She looked round the squad room and grabbed the first agent she saw pass her.
'Excuse me; I'm looking for Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs?' She asked as she spoke to the male agent.
'He's right over there.' He said as he pointed in Gibbs' direction.
The young red head thanked the agent and moved off in the direction he had indicated, finally finding the elusive agent and her new boss.
'Special Agent Gibbs?' She asked as she approached his desk.
At first Gibbs glared at the young woman in front of him, but only very briefly until he saw her properly. The first thing he noticed was that she was a red head, tall and slim and exactly his type. She was in her early thirties and he had to admit that she was going add a certain sparkle to the office.
'Uh huh.' He replied as he stood up.
'I'm Jenny Shepard, it's a pleasure to meet you sir.' She said as she held out her hand to him.
'It's Gibbs, not sir.' He said with a small smile as he shook her hand.
'Sorry, Gibbs it is.' She replied.
'Never apologise either, it's a sign of weakness.' He added before dumping his empty coffee cup into the trash can.
Jenny felt stunned. She'd not even been in the man's company for five minutes and he was already basically looking down his nose at her. He was obviously one of those chauvinistic types who probably thought her role was to stay at home in the kitchen; well she was going to prove him wrong.
'Where's my desk?' She asked politely, although she didn't remove her eyes from his for a moment.
'That one.' He said as he pointed at the empty desk to the right of his.
She turned round and dumped all of her belongings on the floor behind the desk before returning to his desk.
'So what's first?' She asked.
'Well I'm in the middle of a case right now. Think you can catch up on this in the time it takes us to ride the elevator down to autopsy?' He asked as he handed her three files.
Her eyes narrowed as she took the files from him, trying to formulate an appropriate answer.
'Let's go!' She said as she headed to the mouth of the bullpen. 'I'm a fast learner; I'll pick it up as we go.' She added.
Gibbs smirked, but not so she noticed. She was feisty, he could tell, and he liked that; although he did have a feeling that he was going to have his hands full with her.
