Chapter 1
Gibbs sat at his desk, taking a sip of his coffee when Vance walked by his desk, dropping four files on it as he went.
"What's this?" Gibbs asked as he spread all four on his desk.
"These files are for the four new agents that are going to be joining your team," Vance said.
"Come again?" DiNozzo asked.
"Yes DiNozzo," Ziva said. "He already informed us about this remember?"
"Oh yeah," he said.
"You will each have one shadowing you so they get the hang of it," Vance clarified.
"I see," McGee said. "Now, who are these guys?"
"Shall we look at the monitor?" DiNozzo asked, turning his swivel chair in that general direction. The first face came up and they were faced with a blonde haired man with bushy eyebrows and green eyes.
"Kendall Knight," Vance said. "This is your shadow Gibbs. Do you remember Jeremy Knight?"
Gibbs remembered that man all too well. That moment was forever engraved in his memory.
Flashblack
They were fighting in Desert Storm when Jeremy got shot down. Gibbs turned around and raced over to him.
"Leave me Gunnie," he said. "We're getting ambushed and I know I won't make it. Think of Shannon and Kelly and save yourself. Just tell my wife and son I love them, and let my wife tell our unborn child I love her too. Let Kendall know that I didn't go down without a fight just like I taught him, and let him know how proud I am of him and that he's the man of the house."
Gibbs forced himself to back away from his fallen friend and comrade, unaware that back home he was losing two of the most important people in his life.
End Flashback
"I remember them both. They moved to Minnesota after the funeral. Kendall loved hockey, all he wanted to do was play. Guess, he wanted to follow in his dad's footsteps."
"Next, we have James Diamond, DiNozzo's shadow." The image of a man with long brown hair and hazel eyes came up on the screen.
"Wait just a second!" DiNozzo said, jumping up out of his sheet, pointing at the screen. "That's my little brother!"
"Come again?"
"My half-brother. He moved with his mom while I stayed with our dad. And guess where he moved when he was younger? Minnesota! My brother's my shadow! That's awesome!"
"So we can ask DiNozzo about him," McGee said. "Moving on."
"Carlos Garcia." The image of a hyperactive Latino with a helmet came up, his short black hair hidden, but his dark brown eyes glowing. "This is Ziva's shadow."
"Hyperactive little thing," Ziva commented.
"Hyperactive but fluent in twelve different languages," McGee read. "Also a black black. Another Minnesota resident."
"Interesting. I'll have fun with this one."
"Aw, McGee's last!" DiNozzo added.
"Logan Mitchell, McGee's shadow." The picture of a pale-skinned man with short spiky dark brown hair and brown eyes came into view.
"I'm assuming he's good with computers?" DiNozzo asked.
"M.I.T, top of his class, with high honors. He's also a certified surgeon. And once again, from Minnesota."
"The little probie has a lot going for him," DiNozzo said.
"So, when do we meet them?"
"Each of you will go to the airport and pick them up. They have different flight times, but they're all landing today. DiNozzo, James lands first."
"I get to see my brother again!"
"Calm down DiNozzo," Gibbs said.
"Sorry boss."
"Now let's move!"