Gibbs P.O.V.

I breathed in deeply. Coffee. Just the way to wake someone up after solving an all-nighter. There was no point in going home. DiNozzo left to get some breakfast. Ziva and McGee were at their computers doing who knows what, typing away. I pulled out a book, put on my reading glasses and started to read.

I noticed the typing stopped about ten minutes later. I looked up to see a girl of about 16 standing in front of my desk. Ziva and McGee were staring at the two of us, watchin got see what I would do. The girl standing in front of me was about 5'8" with medium sandy blonde hair tht was pulled tightly back into a pony tail, aside from her bangs. Her hazel eyes looked at me with fear, silently asking for help. She had on normal (well, normal for teens) clothes on and a pair of tennis shoes. But what really caught my eye the most was the scar trailing down the left side of her face.

"Can I help you, miss? Are you alright?" Gibbs asked standing up. He was concerned not only for the scar, but for whom she was. "What's your name?" Gibbs asked showing his concern. He never let his concern through, unless it was someone on his team. Oddly enough, she reminded him of someone.

"My name is Stacy. Yesterday someone tried to kill my mom and I. The two of us got separated and she told me to come here." She looked very timid. So much fear, for someone so young.

"Is your mother a marine?" she silently shook her head no. "In the Navy?" again, she shook her head. "Why did your mother send you here?" McGee and Ziva were full on listening now, looking slightly confused by the girl's answers.

"my mother told me my father had something to do with the Navy. I've never met him, but she said he didn't know about me, as my mother found out she was pregnant after the two of them broke up. She told me to find him if anything was wrong, so I came here hoping you would be able to help me." She said, looking at me with a pleading look.

"Alright, Stacey. Do you have a picture of your father?" I asked her, looking at McGee to get ready to search.

"No, but I do have a name that my mother told me when I was a little girl. I kept that name in my mind ever since then…" she trailed off deep in thought.

"Can you tell me his name?" McGee asked her kindly.

"Oh… OF course." She responded, snapping out of memory lane. "Anthony Demetrius DiNozzo."

A/A: I'm so mean right! Next chapter will have everyone's reactions and Stacey meeting her dad (sort of) for the first time.

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