A/N: Hi everyone! My name used to be , sorry if that threw anyone off. Enjoy this Tiva/McAbby filled story. NOTHING BELONGS TO ME! Except the name I thought of: Jenna Emily Straton.

This takes place Spring 2018. (Season 15)

Timothy McGee's Perspective:

As I walked into the bullpen, I knew something was wrong. Between the furious look on Gibbs' face and the anxious one on Tony's, I got the message. Gibbs was already really mad. Desperate for some humor, I joked, "Which rule did Tony break this time?"

Tony almost smiled, but quickly caught himself. "I didn't do anything, Tim."

"Wow, something's really up. You called me Tim." I am surprised.

"Sit, McGee. I need to talk to Vance." Gibbs goes up to his office.

"Is this because of the date? Is this going to be all day?" I really should've taken today off. I regret I decided not to.

"What's up with the date?" Tony looks confused.

"Um..." I instantly regret bringing it up. "10 years ago today, you and..." my voice breaks. "...were cleaning up a cafe in the middle of a desert."

Recognition flickers on Tony's face. "Oh..." is his only response. We sit in silence, remembering. Tony speaks up again, "It's more than that, though. Check your email."

When I log on to my computer, a red icon pops up. It reads: ONE UNREAD URGENT MESSAGE. When I click on it, my jaw drops at what I see. It reads:

Team Leader: Special Agent Leroy Gibbs

Senior Field Agent: Special Agent Tony DiNozzo

Current Other Members: Special Agent Timothy McGee

Past Members: Agent Kaitlin Todd, Dead

Special Agent Ziva David, Resigned

Agent Eleanor Bishop, Retired

All the names had pictures after them. That's not what shocked me. On the last line for our team, it read:

New Members: Probationary Status Agent Jenna Straton

Next to that name was a picture of a redhead duplicate of our dear departed Director. My voice is shaky, when I ask, "Are we really getting a Probie? Who looks like..." My voice breaks again.

Tony says, "I'm still being punished, ten years later."

I jump to his defense, "It wasn't your fault then. It's not now. Plus she's ..." I look pointedly at the desk across from Tony's. "...not here anymore."

At that moment, Gibbs slams the alive Director's door. He runs quickly down the stairs. "I don't know how many times I have to tell him. DON'T GIVE ME REDHEAD! Especially after ten years ago." He says angrily, speaking to Vance, even though there is no way Vance could hear him or care.

"Hey boss? Did you see her picture?" Tony holds out Agent Straton's file.

Gibbs takes it and looks at it for only a second. Dropping it onto his desk with a big SLAM! He groans. "Ten years, Jen. To the day, I would know. You're going to haunt me like this? Now?"

Just as he finishes his rant, the elevator bings. Out of it steps our new Probie, Jenna Straton. "Agent Gibbs? I'm your new Agent, Jenna Emily Straton." She asks, her red hair framing her face.

"That's me. That's your desk." He points to mine.

"uh, Boss?" I protest.

"Uh uh. That one..." He points to the empty one, "is getting new software thingys. I need my tech guy on the fastest computer."

"Yes, boss." I turn to Jenna. "My stuff will be moved by tomorrow, ..." I pause, not knowing what to call her.

"It's Jen or Jenna, either one." She supplies.

"Jenna." I decide, not wanting to trouble Gibbs more.

"I'll warn you, Jenna..." Tony's lips curl around the unfamiliar name. "Gibbs'll call you Straton."

"It's no big deal. Oh, and McGee?" She says, peering at my nameplate through her reading glasses. "The stuff's not a big deal."

"I know. Make yourself at home. I'll introduce you to our forensic scientist." I volunteer.

"Abigail Scuito?" The redhead asks.

"Yeah, You know her?" I ask, cautiously.

"I've read some of her papers, that's it." Jenna covers quickly.

"Let's head down."

The elevator ride was awkward, to say the least. To Jenna's credit, we weren't being very friendly.

Finally, she speaks up, "Is black like a thing for the team?"

Her question catches me off guard. I look down, I'm wearing a black polo. Gibbs was wearing a black tee and a black jacket. Tony was also wearing a black tee. "Uh, no. Iy's kind of a coincidence. It's in remembrance. It will be back to normal tomorrow." I say quickly, hoping to cover up my ignorance.

"Okay."

When the elevator dings for the lab, I lead us in. "What's up Timmy? Is this about last night?" She starts.

"No." I quickly answer, not wanting Jenna to report anything to Gibbs. Abby and I have just gotten back together and I don't want to jinx it.

She sees Jenna. "The Director! She's back! Jibblets might actually happen." She engulfs Jenna in a tight bear hug. When she releases, she sees my face.

"Uh, Abby. That's not the Director. This is Probationary Status Agent Jenna Emily Straton. Tony's new Probie. This isn't the Director." I repeat again. The disappointed look on her face pains me. "I know, I miss her, too."

"Oh Okay." Abby's face falls. "She should go see Ducky, if she's new."

"On our way." I pretend to flip a hat as I bade her good-bye.

A/N: That's it for this chapter. BTW, does anyone know what the ages of the characters would be? This is 2018, remember? I need Gibbs, Tony, Abby, McGee, Ducky, Palmer, Ziva, Jenny and Ellie. Please comment if you do.