Seven year old Michaela Ann (Mica) Gibbs twisted her auburn hair around the eraser end of her pencil. She looked up at the clock on the classroom wall. One more hour and school would be out. She and her two best friends Erica Vance and Gracie Hollis, would be splashing in the pool at Gracie's house. The three girls had been best friends as long as anybody could remember. Mica and Gracie had been best friends since before birth. With both their fathers being with NCIS and their mothers getting pregnant two weeks apart. Except Mrs. Hollis was still alive. Erica had joined the trio when the girls were two. When Erica's dad became director of NCIS and for the past six years they were inseparable. They were known around NCIS as the rainbow girls. Because of Mica's pale skin and red hair, Gracie's tan skin and blue/gray eyes, and Erica's dark skin and brown eyes. Gracie wasn't that much darker than Mica but Abby dubbed them that when she was baby-sitting not long after Eric joined the group and it stuck.
"Forty more minutes." Erica whispered.
"I know I can't wait! Did you bring your suit?" Mica asked.
"Of course I brought my suit." Erica replied.
"Do you think Mrs. Hollis will make her homemade pizza rolls?" Mica asked.
"She always does." Erica replied.
"Those are so good. I love going to Gracie's house." Mica replied.
"Me too and just think two more weeks and we spend every other day over there. Instead of in this prison." Erica replied.
"School isn't that bad but yeah I can't wait to go over to your guys' houses every day. While our dad's are at work. I just wish that we could go to my house." Mica replied.
"Well maybe your dad will get married again." Erica suggested.
"A sixth time?" Mica hissed just a little too loudly.
"Miss. Gibbs! Miss. Vance! No more talking!" Mrs. Wiggins warned.
"Sorry" Mica apologized.
"Yes mam." Erica added.
Mica turned her attention back to her history worksheet. While Erica scowled down at her sheet and tapped her fingers on her desk. She had always hated school. It didn't help that her sister and brother were geniuses who loved school. Not that Erica was stupid. She was actually just as smart as Jared and Kayla she just didn't like school. Mica hoped that she wouldn't try to talk with her anymore. She hated getting in trouble. Her dad was a Marine and he took discipline very seriously. He wasn't abusive but he was strict. More importantly though she hated disappointing him. He had raised her on his own and worked as an agent for so long. Even after all the tragedy he had been through losing his first wife and daughter. Her older sister Kelly. Who died along with her mother over a decade before she was even born. He still was a loyal and devoted father and Mica wanted nothing more to make him proud. She looked up at the clock again twenty minutes left. She quickly answered the last two questions on her sheet, tore the page out, and slipped the work book in her desk.
"You done already?" Erica asked.
*Mica nodded*
"Miss. Gibbs!" Mrs. Wiggins called.
"I wasn't talking! I just nodded and I am done!" Mica protested.
"No sweetie you are needed at the office. You are being checked out take all your stuff and turn any completed work in." Mrs. Wiggins explained.
"Oh" Mica replied.
"Luuccckkyyyy!" Erica called.
"Not really. Tell Gracie I said hi." Mica replied.
"You aren't going?" Erica asked.
"Not if I am going home so close to the end of the day. I just hope my dad is OK." Mica sighed.
"I'm sure he's fine maybe he's just taking you to get a new suit." Erica suggested.
"Erica Vance! Stop talking now or their will be detention! Michaela Gibbs you best get to the office. I am sure somebody is waiting." Mrs. Wiggins ordered.
The walk to the front office felt a mile long. Mica just knew that there was bad news waiting for her. She always knew when bad things happened or were going to happen and she had felt bad all day. People always told her that she had inherited her dad's gut and that she should be an agent when she grew up. She did want to join NCIS one day but not as an agent. She had never told anyone this not even Erica and Gracie but she wanted to be a Medical Examiner. She remembered observing Ducky in the field one time and falling in love with the profession. She just hoped it wasn't too weird of a job for a girl. When she finally reached the office she opened the door and knew right away that something terrible really had happened. Standing in front of the principal's desk was Mrs. Roberts the guidance counselor. She was holding a box of tissues and the infamous dang-it doll. Mica knew it had a different name she also knew that when Mrs. Roberts was waiting with it somebody had died. What she didn't see right away was her dad. Had he been killed in the field? Where would she live now? She was just about to break her rule about crying. When she noticed her dad sitting in the worn black leather chair beside the door. He looked like he was going to cry and he never cried. Somebody was dead alright but who?
"I was called up here." Mica said nervously.
"Michaela we have some really sad news for you I am afraid." Principal Dawson replied.
"Just know that it is OK to feel sad or angry or even nothing at all..." Mrs. Roberts said beginning her famous somebody you care about just died and your whole world is going to be topsy-turvy if you are lucky just temporarily speech.
"Who was it?" Mica asked.
"Mica I am sorry to have to tell you this but your grandpa Jack had a stroke. He didn't make it. We have to go to Stillwater right away." Gibbs explained solemnly.
A/N: What do you think? All the kids are my OC's Just a FYI Jackie Vance is still alive but she will die later in the story. New chapter will be up soon. Please review and thanks for reading.