It was a cold snowy December day. Tony sat at his desk, waiting for the perfect moment when Ziva or Mcgee would become distracted. Unfortuneately for Mcgee, he became wrapped up in something on his computer screen. Tony made that his moment to strike. A paper wad flew from DiNozzo's hand and smacked McGee in the back of the head.
McGee looked from his computer screen and glared at Tony. "Don't you have some paper work do be finishing?" He asked.
"I already finished it." Tony replied with a cocky smile.
"I don't understand how you can be so immature." Ziva commented.
"I..." Tony began, but stopped midsentence as he noticed a beautiful young woman stepping off the elevator. She appeared to be a few years younger than himself. She had waist length red hair and fair skin. She was wearing a twead skirt that went to the top of her knees and knee-high boots.
Tony jumped up from his desk and met her in the asile. "Hello, is there anything I can help you with?" He inquired.
"Yes, I was looking for Special Agent Gibbs." She answered, with a smile.
With the heels of the boots she wore, the woman only came to Tony's shoulder. She was very tiny, but with a very pleasing hour-glass figure. "He isn't here right now, but I'd be happy to show you around till he gets back."
Ziva sat at her desk rolling her eyes.
The young woman smiled up at DiNozzo. "You must be Tony." she said.
This threw Tony off. "And you would be?"
"My daughter." came the gruff and familiar voice of Gibbs.
This stunned the room into silence.
Gibbs' daughter let out a small laugh.
"I thought that..." Ziva started.
"Kelly was my older sister." The red head said.
"Oh." was all Ziva could think to say.
Before anymore could be said, abby stepped off the elevator and then came rushing up to Gibbs' daughter. "Charity! I'm so glad to see you!" She said, sweeping the girl into a hug.
"Abby!" She said, smiling and returning the hug.
Gibbs cleared his throat. "What are you doing here, baby girl?" He asked.
"I came to see if you wanted to join me for lunch." She answered.
Gibbs looked at his watch and then at the paper work on his desk. "Alright, sounds good." Then he grabbed his coat and the pair left the building.
"Gibbs has another daughter?" Tony questioned, looking at Abby.
"Yeah, that's Charity. She's two years younger than Kelly." She answered.
"I thought that Kelly was his only child." McGee added.
"Charity was in the car, too. She somehow survived. She was in a coma for six months after that." Abby replied.
"How do you know her and the rest of us don't?" Tony asked.
"Gibbs thought we would be good friends and he was right, of course." Abby answered.
Gibbs family lunch...
Gibbs and Charity sat at a table in a small restaurant. "Why did you come to the office?" Gibbs asked his daughter.
Charity looked over her cup of coffe at her father. She let out a small sigh and placed the cup on the table. "I got a threatening phone call today, followed by a text and then an email."
His paternal instincts kicked in and his face instantly creased with worry. "What did they say?"
Charity reached into her purse and pulled out her cell phone. She quickly pulled up the text message and showed it to her dad.
I know your every move. I know where you are and when you are there. I can see you, but you can't see me. I will get you. I will make you suffer. I will punish you for the sins of your father.
Gibbs read the message two more times and then looked at his daughter. "Show me the email."
She pulled the email up on her phone and then handed it back to her dad. "It pretty much says the same thing."
Gibbs read the email. "We are going back to the Navy Yard, now." He said in his authoritative manner.
Charity nodded and follwed her dad back to the car. He drove back to the office quickly. Charity looked over at his face, which held a mixture of pain, anger, and worry. Then she glanced in the mirror and noticed the fear on her face.