Special Agent Jethro Gibbs sat quietly at his desk, studying old case files from months ago. His team was doing the same, although Tony was probably looking at things on his computer he shouldn't. Gibbs didn't mind though, he just cared if his team was safe. They were family to him and he would die to protect them, no matter how childish or nerdy they were.
The stainless steel elevator doors opened with an obnoxious ding. Ziva glanced at the door as did Tony and McGee. They all stared, eyes wide, at what stumbled out of the elevator. Gibbs looked up and noticed their surprised faces. He followed their gazes to the elevator and started to stare himself.
A girl, about 13 years old, stumbled out of the doors. A large gashed spread across her forehead, and her clothes were splattered lightly with blood; hers by the look of it. She glanced wildly around the room and she called out shakily to anyone who would listen.
"Special Agent Jethro Gibbs, are you here?" Her eyes looked around. Ziva turned and looked at Gibbs in her usual confused look. Tony shared a glance with McGee that said who is this chick?. Gibbs looked at the girl and she caught his eye. They made eye contact and stared at each other for a moment. Gibbs couldn't believe how familiar her brown eyes were.
"I am Special Agent Jethro Gibbs." He wasn't even aware he had spoken. He was still watching her. She gasped and tears started to fall heavily down her face. She threw a quick glance over her shoulder before making her way towards the team. She scrambled to his desk and leaned on it for support. The tears kept falling. She kept flicking eyes back at the elevator. She leaned in close to his face with a pleading look on her face. Those brown eyes filled with fear.
"Oh my God, I finally found you. Please Agent Gibbs you have to save me. My father is on another one of his rampages." Her words slurred together as she sobbed. Ziva had been the first to stand and make her way over to the girl. Her maternal instinct must have kicked in, because she walked over and gently placed her hands on the strange girl's shoulders. The girl flinched at first from her touch, but soon she leaned into it. Ziva's touch seemed to calm her enough for Gibbs to be able to talk to her.
"What is your name?" Tony and McGee were now behind Ziva as they watched this strange event take place. Her sobs stopped and she nodded her head as if to reassure herself.
"My name is Lindsey. My mom told me when I was little that if I was ever in trouble to come here to NCIS. All I had to do was ask for a few certain people and they would help me. She said 'first ask for Agent Gibbs, then Agent Dinozzo, next I should ask for Dr. Mallard, Abby Scutto, or Agent McGee'. Please help me."
Tony looked at McGee and they stared questioningly at each other. Ziva, too, was puzzled. Gibbs asked the obvious question at hand.
"Who is your mother?" Lindsey looked at him with deep sadness in those already deep brown eyes.
"My mother was Special Agent Caitlyn Todd."
