A/N: I don't own Navy: NCIS, blah blah blah.

Jessica Lennox was frantically running around her new home in Washington D.C, looking all around for her car keys. She tried to ignore her son, Sam, yelling to her about losing his Nintendo DS, but was failing miserably. Her two dogs Eva and Butch barking didn't help, either. She finally found her keys buried under a stack of papers having to do with her job transfer, then got ready to run out the door. She paused, then cursed herself when she realized that she nearly forgot one of her most important tools of her new job. Her USP .45. She grabbed the holster it was in and quickly got in on. "Sam, let's go!" she called, opening the front door. She pointed at Eva and Butch. "Stay!" she ordered, then watched as Sam ran out the door. "I promise it won't be this crazy later, sweetie," she told the four-year-old.

"Okay, Mommy," Sam nodded, climbing into the back of her Ford Focus.

Jessica made sure he was buckled in before heading down the driveway and down the street, constantly checking the car's clock, hoping she would make it to her brother's, then to the NCIS building in time for her first day there. A couple of minutes later, she pulled up to the front of her brother, Trent's house.

Trent practically swung the door open when she got there. "Where have you been?! Gibbs just may have a fit!". Trent had been working at the building as one of Gibbs' trainees, but he had been injured in the field. Since he and Jessica were both CSIs. He chose her to be his temporary replacement, and hoped that if she was good enough, both of them could work as trainees.

"I know, Tren. Just take him, I only have ten minutes!" Jessica replied.

"Sure," he bent down and picked up the little boy when he came his way. "Hey buddy, I got that new football game you liked. Wanna go play it?"

"Yeah!" Sam nodded.

Trent smiled. "Go right in," he put him down and the boy ran inside.

Jessica sighed. "Thank y-"

"Thank me later, go now!" Trent ordered. "And make sure you don't leave the back of your head open when you're around him!"

Jessica paused, wondering what that was supposed to mean, then nodded and turned, running back to her car. She knew he just wanted to help her and was being forceful to help. She hopped back in the car and drove off. She arrived at the NCIS building and ran into the building, getting to her new floor about a minute late. She made her way into the main room and looked around for someone to ask where she and to go from there. She spotted a goth-looking young woman and was slightly afraid to ask, then swallowed her fear and walked over to the woman confidently. "Uh, excuse me?"

The girl looked at her and smiled. "Hi. What's up?"

Jessica also smiled, relieved that the woman's looks betrayed her so-far nice attitude. "I was wondering if you could point me in the direction of where I could find Jethro Gibbs? I'm here subbing in for my brother-" she blinked when the girl squealed. "Uh…?" she was taken even more by surprise when the woman hugged her.

The woman finally pulled away. "Sorry, I'm just excited. You must be Jessica,"

"Yeah, I am," Jessica nodded.

"I'm Abby, I work with you. You're brother's awesome, so I can imagine you can't be that bad, either," she nodded.

Jessica went back to smiling. "Thanks, I think…" she looked back up at Abby. "And I'm sorry, but I'm already late as it is, I guess if we work together, I'll be getting to know you soon. About Mr. Gibbs-"

"Hey, Abbs, is this our new recruit?!" someone called from behind them.

Jessica turned and frowned instantly, just as who had called did the same. "YOU?!" they screamed at each other. Both of them drew their weapons and pointed them at each other.

Abby yelped and jumped back, then seeing that no shooting was going on, she decided to speak up. "… I take you've met Tony before?"

Tony scowled, not moving his finger from the trigger on his gun. "What the Hell is SHE doing here?!" he yelled at Jessica.

"Got transferred here. What's HE doing here?!" Jessica also didn't move.

"I work here. How's about you?"

"New recruit for Jethro Gibbs," Jessica replied.

"You've gotta be kidding…" Tony muttered.

"She kids you not,"

Both of them turned, seeing Gibbs coming down the staircase.

"Boss," Tony greeted, still not putting his gun down.

Gibbs nodded, then turned his attention to Jessica. "You are Ms. Lennox, right?"

Jessica nodded.

"Right. Tony, Ms. Lennox, weapons down,"

The two obeyed.

Jessica put her hands behind her back. "Forgive me, it just turns out that Mr. DiNozzo and I… have crossed paths before,"

"No one would ever think so," Gibbs replied with a slight smirk. He reached the floor. "Knowing Tony, he probably deserves being held at gunpoint,"

Tony's jaw dropped briefly, then he crossed his arms and huffed, looking away.

Gibbs outstretched his hand to Jessica. "If you haven't figured it out yet, I'm Jethro Gibbs, your new boss,"

Jessica shook his hand. "Hi,"

Gibbs let his hand drop. "How's Trent?"

"He's better. His leg is healing up,"

"Wait… how do you know Trent?" Tony demanded.

"He's my twin brother," Jessica replied, looking at Tony over Gibbs' shoulder. "If you knew I was comin', wouldn't you have thought that? Not to mention known it was me coming at all?"

"Both Jessica and Lennox are common names. It was an easy mistake. I thought it was you once, but then decided it wasn't," Tony replied.

"Sorry to disappoint," Jessica replied.

"You're not forgiven," Tony shot back.

Jessica glared at him.

Gibbs put his hands out. "Okay, however you two know each other, I don't wanna know, but we're NCIS here, you have to get over it or you're gonna screw us all over, got it?"

"Yes sir," Both Tony and Jessica muttered.

"Good. Ms. Lennox, what model is your gun?"

"USP .45, and please, call me by my first name, or Jess or Jessie,"

Gibbs nodded. "I'll keep that in mind. You can call me by my last name. I'm sure you can call me by my first name, but I'd prefer it if I got to know you better first, and most of your new team calls me Gibbs anyway," Gibbs replied. " As for your gun, feel free to use your model unless you want to switch,"

"I'll stay with it, thanks," Jessica shook her head.

Gibbs nodded again. "Abby, show her around and introduce her to some people, will you?"

"Sure," Abby started to walk passed the men to get to another hallway. Jessica made sure that her shoulder hit Tony's hard as she walked passed him, following Abby.

Tony grunted and watched her, then turned to Gibbs, who was staring at him. "What is it NOW?!"

Gibbs whacked him upside the head and walked away. "That was for her," he called over his shoulder.

Tony watched him leave. "I'm in Hell. Washington D.C is now the fifth ring of Hell!" he walked away to find something to busy himself with.

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"McGee!" Abby called in a sing-song voice as she reached one of the labs.

Tim turned around. "Hey, Abby… and friend,"

Abby smiled. "This is Trent's sister!"

"Oh, hi. Nice to meet you," Tim offered his hand. "I'm Tim, or McGee, whatever you prefer,"

"Jessica," Jessica introduced herself, shaking his hand.

Tim smiled. "So, you ready to start here?"

"Ready as I'll ever be," Jessica replied.

Tim nodded. "I hope you enjoy your time here,"

"I'll try," Jessica shrugged.

Tim didn't seem to let the comment register. He turned back to his work. "Ill see you two around,"

"Bye!" Abby waved, then grabbed Jessica's hand again, dragging her out the door. A couple of minutes later they arrived at the morgue. "Ducky! Ducky!" Abby called. She looked at Jessica. "Our M.E," she explained. "I'm sure he's around here somewhere,"

"…Ducky?" Jessica asked slowly.

Donald popped up from behind a table, startling both women. "Terribly sorry," he quickly apologized, then studied Jessica. "Ah, you must be Ms. Lennox. News travels fast here. As for Ducky, it's an unfortunate nickname. It's really Donald Mallard,"

Jessica smiled. "Pleasure to meet you, and you were right. I'm Jessica Lennox,"

Donald bowed his head. "Pleasure's all mine, my dear. Your brother speaks very highly of you,"

"Good to know," Jessica replied.

Abby smiled again. "Well, places to go, people to introduce. Bye!" she grabbed Jessica's hand and left the room with her in tow yet again, going in search of Ziva.

When they passed the main lobby again, Tony was glaring at them and Tim was just watching them, amused as Abby talked to her a mile a minute, talking about herself then asking Jessica about herself.

"She seems nice, and has a great smile," Tim offered.

Tony scowled. "Yeah. That's how she reels you in, Probie, then BAM! Shot through the heart!"

Tim blinked, then turned to face the other man. "What did you DO to her?"

Tony looked back at him. "Me?! Why is it always me that does something wrong?!"

Gibbs, who had been cutting through the lobby, stopped dead in his tracks and turned to the men.

Feeling the all-too-familiar stare burning into the back of their skulls, the men turned. Tony saw that the emotionless stare was directed right at him. "WHAT?!"

Gibbs kept staring briefly, then walked away. Something told him that the connection between Tony and Jessica, whatever it was, was going to make the day a very long one.

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The next morning:

Jessica had found that Ziva was scarier to meet than Abby seemed at first. She just had an air of intimidation to her. Jessica was never one to give in to intimidation, but with Ziva, she actually had trouble keeping it that way. Timing was a bit better the second day. Jessica had managed to get ready for work and get Sam ready to go to Trent's in record time, and got Sam to Trent's home with plenty of time to spare. She managed to walk in the door of the NCIS building with ten minutes before her shift started. She got inside, then spotted the elevator, then headed for it. She saw the doors were closing. "Hey! Hold the doors!" she called, speeding up a bit. She frowned, seeing them close fully. "… It's Tony, isn't it?" she muttered to herself and went to turn towards the stairs, but heard a ding a few feet away, indicating the elevator doors had opened.

Gibbs poked his head out. "Sorry," he waved, then looked around before continuing. "Reflexes aren't what they used to be," he muttered, then jerked his head, indicating for her to get inside. "Come on,"

Jessica smiled and got into the elevator. "Thanks,"

They rode the elevator in silence for a small while until Gibbs spoke up. "So why didyou and DiNozzo pull guns on each other?"

"Long story," Jessica replied with a blush, not bringing herself to look at him.

"Ah. You dated, didn't you?" Gibbs asked.

"Is it that obvious?" Jessica asked, biting her lip while smiling.

Gibbs smirked and was silent for a little while longer, then whacked her upside the head.

Jessica let out a yelp. "Ow! What the Hell was that?!" she demanded, glaring at him.

Gibbs shrugged. "That's a sign of affection here. Welcome to the team,"

"…Thanks?" Jessica rubbed her head.

Gibbs nodded. "…So, were you the heartbreaker, or was he?"

"A bit of both, actually," Jessica replied, still rubbing her head.

"How's that?" Gibbs asked.

"I don't go down without a fight," Jessica replied.

Gibbs nodded, then reached over and hit the close door button on the elevator just as it reached their floor and held it down.

Jessica blinked. "…Uh…?". His antics were getting more and more odd by the moment.

"I just need a moment to… give you a request," he replied.

"…Okay?" Jessica shrugged.

"Don't try to kill DiNozzo," he told her, then cut her off when she opened her mouth to reply. "… Unless I'm around to watch," he smiled.

Jessica smiled as well. "I'll keep that in mind,"

Gibbs nodded. "Oh, and Ms. Lennox,"

"Jessica," Jessica corrected.

"Jessica… this conversation NEVER happened," Gibbs replied. He released the close door button and his smile faded, replaced by a frown as the door opened. "After you," he motioned.

Jessica pressed her lips together and went outside with him at her heels. Yep. Trent was right. She thought to herself. Spot on with the head thing, and even more correct about the fact that it's gonna take a while getting used to this place.