Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS.

Inspiration: The movie 'Still Small Voices' with Catherine Bell and a storyline on GeneralHospital.

Summary: Agent Evelyn Matthews had joined NCIS, with one goal in mind. Get close to Leroy Jethro Gibbs. It isn't an easy task, but telling a man that you're his dead daughter never is.

The Girl in Memory

By ThroughtheMirrorDarkly

She stared at him.

It wasn't the first time, she had stopped to look at him. Her curiosity genuinely getting the best of her and she stood there, looking as if she was reading through the file in her hands. Her coworkers teased her, saying she had a crush. Evelyn made a noise of disgust in the back of her throat, because what ever feeling she had for Gibbs was far from romantic. Her blue gaze identical to his watched him send Agent DiNozzo an exasperated glared before slapping the special agent across the back of his head much to the amusement of his co-workers. Her scalp prickled with nervousness, feeling a strange sense of detachment from the scene. It had taken the twenty three year old two long, hard years to be even considered for a long level job here at NCIS. But if being a glorified gofer meant she could be near to Gibbs, then she would do that.

Why? One would wonder why, she would go through the effort. It was a simple answer. Once upon a time, Evelyn Matthews, had been Kelly Gibbs.

The first memory that Evelyn ever had, was waking up in a hospital with no memory of whom or where she was. The doctors told her that she was there after a traumatic experience; it was only years later that she found that the FBI had dropped her there after her mother's death when she became withdrawn and unresponsive and provided no help for their case. Shortly after waking from her zombie-like state, she was thrown into foster care.

For years, she was bounced around with the name Evelyn given to her by her first foster parent. With no memories, no ties, it didn't matter how many houses she went through; she couldn't miss or mourn something she didn't remember.

Until she did remember. At age nineteen, she was admitted into a hospital for a benign tumor that putting pressure on her brain, the spot where memories and emotions were stored. The tumor removal was a simple procedure, and as soon as the pressure was gone—It all came rushing back. Like a dam bursting violently and her body seized as she drowned in memories. Evelyn drew in a sharp breath, and that was what led to this moment.

Her reuniting with her father. Anxiety crept along her spine, and she found it hard to breath as she tried once again to summon the courage to go and say something to him. A more cynical side of her, asked, 'Oh? And what are you going to say? I'm your daughter back from the dead?' She chewed on her bottom lip, holding the case tightly to her side and reached up to brush her vibrant red hair out of her face.

This is what she wanted, right? Her father in her life? To get back what she had lost? Evelyn stood there rooted to the spot when a thought occurred to her, What if he didn't want her? What if he didn't care enough to listen? She forced herself to take deep long breath, and whispered underneath her breath, "Okay…okay, Evelyn, Kelly, whichever I am…go do this."

Straightening her spine and she marched towards Leroy Jethro Gibbs. Her head held high and her face professionally blank. She came to halt in front of him, and inquired her voice polite, "Agent Gibbs?"

Cool blue eyes turned and pinned her to the spot. All her calm, professional attitude threatened to crumble underneath that gaze and it took everything not to shake in her heels. "Who wants to know?" Gibbs asked, his gaze moving over her. She got the feeling that he was judging how much of a threat or lack thereof she posed.

"I…uh," Evelyn struggled to take. "Agent Matthews, sir. I've been sent by the Director to give you your next case file. It is of the utmost importance."

Gibbs held out his hand. Evelyn stared at it for a long moment, uncertainly. "The file," Gibbs told her shortly.

"Oh, I…I…" Evelyn tried to find the words, but there were gone. Her eyes met his and she took in this man before her. His face was worn by years of hard work, and tragedy. There was a flintiness in his eyes that wasn't there in the father from her memories and it suddenly felt like she was making a huge mistake. "Here's your case file, sir," she held out at arm's length as if he would lunge forward and bit her.

This man wasn't the man in her memories. He wasn't her father, he had changed. The years had turned him into someone else and what right did Evelyn have to stir up a painful, but buried past? Her heart squeezed, and she put on a realistic smile. "Good day, sir," she told him, before scurrying away.

Evelyn got to the elevator and hit the button with more force than necessary. She then shot a look over her shoulder, catching her father's gaze before she shook her lightly and got onto the elevator. Leaning against the metal walls, her hands shaking and tears burning in her eyes, she told herself, "I'll tell him…just not today."

As the elevator doors slid closed, Tony complained, "You chased her away, boss."

"She's barely legal, Tony," Kate shot at her partner.

Tony and Kate started their banter while Gibbs watched the red headed girl rush off with a peculiar look on his face. His blue eyes narrowed, and he shook his head after a long moment. It couldn't be, Gibbs threw the though away. Kelly was gone and nothing was bringing her back.

RRs are appreciated.

I was going to make this a full length story where Evelyn eventually would be paired with a semi-good Ari (because I think that Ari would have been a main character if the woman playing Kate didn't want to leave), and since this has gotten such a great response I've decided to do just that! :D

THANKS!