A/N: This is my disclaimer, I do not own the TV characters of NCIS.
Naval Mutations
Chapter 1: A New Start to a New Day
I woke up this morning with an exceptionally large smile on my face. Today was the day that I was going to travel to America to live with my Uncle Donald Mallard, and start my first intern program with none other than NCIS. Glancing at the clock, I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom to shower for my flight. Once I was all clean and ready, I double checked to make sure that I had everything that I would need for the next year or so. Three suitcases for clothes, two for shoes, one for make-up, toiletries, and hair accessories, another for my electronics, and a carry-on with my cell phone, lip gloss, ticket, gum, iTouch, and headphones I thought, yep that's everything. I smiled once more to myself as I slipped into a pair of white ankle socks, black Pumas, jean shorts, and a light blue Hollister T-shirt. Then I quickly descended the marble staircase to wear my parents were waiting for me.
One by one, I watched as our butlers – James, Tom, and Jerry – carried my suitcases down the stairs and loaded them into the limousine that was waiting out front. Once they were done I said my goodbyes to my parents and sat myself in the back seat of the limo, waving to them through the open window. I rolled up my window as we neared the front gate. Surrounding the entrance to my home was none other than the mountains of paparazzi that undoubtedly got wind of my expedition. I left out an exasperated sigh, knowing that they couldn't see my expression through the tinted glass windows. "Richard?" I asked my driver, "Will there be this many of them in America, too?" "I don't believe so Miss. Redmond," he replied with a smile, "Your parents have told them that you are going overseas to Ireland to further your studies in forensics." I smiled to myself, happy to have them out of my hair for the time being.
We finally stopped at my family's privet airport. Richard opened the door form me then proceeded to unload my relatively large amount of luggage. I was quickly shuffled into the plane as the crew helped to load my luggage, waving goodbye to Richard as he drove off of the runway. The flight attendant informed me that we would be arriving in America in roughly seven hours. I thanked her and laid back in my reclining chair, hoping to get some more shut-eye before the sun came up. The engine hummed to life and I shut my eyes, beginning my journey to America.