POV McGee
Work. That is what I have been doing for the last week strait with next to no sleep. I am totally and utterly exhausted, physically and mentally. I just finished up some post case paper work and I am getting ready to go home to which I will sleep for as long as me body will let me.
Ring! Ring! My phone went, and I groaned. I am not in the mood to be sociable right now, I am way too tired. The caller ID says it's my sister, Sara, I mean Spencer. Last year she legally changed her name to Spencer. I picked up the receiver, "McGee." I answered like I always do when I answer my phone.
I can hear her breathing heavy, it sounds like she has been crying. "Tim, I can't take this any more! I need you and your team to come here and settle this once and for all, I need you to figure out who Ali's killer is! The local police aren't getting any where, and I need someone that I can trust to do this. All of this nonsense has gone on for way too long! Me and the girls are on our last nerve." she informed me crying into the phone.
A wave of sympathy washed over me and I forgot about how tired I was. She hasn't taken her best friends murder very well, no one would, and this is the least that I can do to help her. Especially since I left here there to deal with mom and dad. "Alright, I'll talk to Gibbs about it, and I'll call you back when I know something." I told her trying to calm her down. I'm not good with people crying. My bodies tiredness went away and was replaced with determination to help my little sister.
She breathed a heavy sigh of relief . "Thank you so much Tim! I'll tell the girls!" she said shaking off her tears, and I can picture the smile on her face now. I miss being able to see my baby sisters smile every day.
Smiling I stacked all of my papers in a pile. "I'll talk to you soon. Hold in there little sis." I said and placed the phone back onto it's dock, and I looked at the rest of the team looking at me with a peak of interest. It isn't often that I talk to my sister anymore- in front of them at least.
Gibbs looked up from the stack of papers in front of him, took off his glasses and looked at me. "Is there something you need to ask me McGee?" he asked me in his fatherly voice of concern. He automatically knows that there is something up, and he is interested to know what his part in it is.
"My sister just called me. You see her best friend was murdered about a year ago. The local police aren't getting anywhere and it's really getting to her and so she wants us to work the investigation." I informed him looking down at the picture of Spencer on my desk, knowing that there is some way that we will be able to help her.
Gibbs stood up. "Aright tomorrow afternoon we'll head to Rosewood. For now everyone go home and get some rest and pack. Be here at eight o'clock sharp in the morning." Gibbs ordered us picking his things up and went to the elevator without saying goodbye, not that him not saying goodbye is unusual.
Tony stilled looked interested. "This is the first I've heard about Sara in a few years. How come I didn't hear that her best friend was murdered? You would think that would be something that the big brother of the best friend would mention." Tony asked me standing in front of my desk looking interested my personal drama, as usual.
"First she isn't Sara any more, she legally changed it to Spencer. And the reason why I never told you is because I didn't think you needed to know at that moment. You know when I took off that week of work because of a family problem last year? I was going to support my sister. This is really hard on her." I informed him.
By then me, Tony and Ziva were waiting by the elevator for the doors to open. "Well what ever the reason McGee, We will be more than happy to help. It will be good to see your sister again." Ziva informed me with a warm smile.
I thanked her and we all went our separate ways. I called Spencer and told her that we would be there tomorrow and she was very excited to hear that. I went home and went ahead and started to pack, and then went to bed. I couldn't seem to sleep so I picked up my phone sitting on the bed side table next to my gun and lamp. I dialed the very familiar number, one that I dialed more often than I would like to admit.
"Hello?" she answered, sounding like her perky self.
"Hey Abbs. Has Gibbs told you about tomorrow?" I asked her skipping the small talk and going on to what I really want, and need to talk about. This is my little sister that is going through a really hard time and shouldn't have to be going through this.
"Yeah Gibbs told me. I've already started to pack. How long do you think that we'll be there?" she asked me. You could clearly see that she felt bad for me and my sister and was ready to get up and go to help us. Abby is just that kind of loving person, that is one of the things that I truly love about her.
I looked at the clock hanging on the wall. It's almost midnight, and we both should be sleeping, but that is out the window knowing what is going to be happening tomorrow, so Abby will most likely be drinking more Caf-Pow than normal, and the same will go for me and the coffee. "As long as it takes. My sister and her friends have gone through an awful lot and I hate to see her in so much pain about it. Mom and dad thinks she need to go to a therapist, she so she has been to humor them and it hasn't done squat. Then my dad… I haven't talked to him in over five years. The only way he knows that I even work for NCIS is that Spencer told him." I informed her letting some of my anger out. My parents are not my most favorite people. I haven't had a real conversation with dad ever since I left for collage.
"I know it's hard McGee but what matters is that you help your sister. That is all of our main priorities. Now it's going to be a long day tomorrow so you should probably get some sleep. I'll sit with you on the plane." she said doing her best to keep me calm and get me calm enough to go to sleep.
I slowly pulled my navy blue comforter back over me and made myself comfortable in the bed again. "Alright Abby. Thanks. I'll talk to you in the morning." I told her turning the standing lamp next to my bed off.
"Good night McGee." she told me and the line went dead. I held the receiver to my ear for another second then put it down, I laid back into my bed and slowly started to fall asleep.
A/N First chapter! I hope that you guys liked this chapter! There is much more to come :) Please Review!