Ok, so I kinda stole this idea from CSI:NY, so don't sue me, because I don't own CSI or NCIS. So this takes place after Judgement Day, although Gibbs has got back Tony, McGee and Ziva, don't ask how, cos I don't know! Just accept it!

Tihs kinda came to me last night and wouldn't leave me alobe so I had to get it down.

That day that his life changed forever started exactly the same way as any other day. His team was irritating him, nothing out of the ordinary there. Vance had annoyed him to the point where Gibbs had shouting and walking out of the office. That in its self wasn't unusual. The looks his team had given him as he stormed out weren't unusual either, this incessant calling on his cell to find out where he was, was completely ordinary. Sitting on a bench nursing a stronger than usual coffee was normal. The 17 year old girl that literally fell into his lap was completely out of the ordinary.

"Oh my God, I am so sorry." She said, jumping up. "I lost my balance, I didn't hurt you did I? Oh God, how embarrassing." She stuttered. Gibbs glared at her for disrupting his brooding session and she placed her hands on her hips.

"There is no need to glare you know, it was an accident, it's not like I make a habit out of falling into old men's laps." She stared back and Gibbs laughed. She furrowed her brow.

"What are you laughing at?" She demanded. Gibbs patted the bench next to him and she sat down tentatively, looking warily at him.

"I'm not that old, you know?" She grimaced as she realized she had called him old and looked apologetically at him.

"I am really sorry about the whole 'lap' thing." She said, twirling a thread from her coat in her fingers.

"No harm done. I am more resilient than I look…for an old man." She winced again.

"You gonna let that go anytime soon?" She asked. He shook his head.

"Nope." She spared him a look. Her foster mother would find him gorgeous. His silver hair and piercing blue eyes made him look intense. But he had a sadness in them that looked bone deep. The muscles in his jaw were working over time and without thinking she placed a small hand on his arm. The muscles under her hand jumped but he gave no outward sign of being surprised. He turned towards her.

"You're a man of few words, aren't you?" She asked. He smiled as he nodded.

"A friend of mine talks enough for 20 people, so words aren't that important to me." He shrugged. She leant forward, smiling happily.

"You like one of those people that can guess what people are thinking and what they are like from just looking at there eyes?" She asked. He let out a small laugh. "What do mine say?"

He stared at her, her large green eyes were wide open for anyone to see, it was almost as if her face was a book, Gibbs got the impression that every emotion was played out in her eyes, no matter what her expression was. The eyes staring at him were startlingly familiar and it was making his chest hurt looking in them.

"I…uh…have to get back to work." He said, shaking his head slightly. He stood up and she jumped up after him.

"What do you do? No, let me guess…cool calm exterior, probably hiding a deadly assassin…Secret Agent?" She smiled and popped her gum. He shook his head again, this time in amusement.

"That's a good trick, but I really do have to go, it was…interesting to meet you…" He trailed off, aware that he hadn't got her name. She stuck out her hand.

"Louisa." He gave her a smile and grasped her hand.

"Gibbs." He said, and turned away. She bounded after him.

"Just Gibbs?" She stopped as he spun back to her, completely undeterred by his 'leave me alone now' expression and body language. Ok…Just Gibbs…Just one more question?" She asked, "Do you know where NCIS is? Nobody will help me." He stopped walked and turned back to her.

"Who are you looking for?" He asked. She cocked her head at him, her chocolate hair falling in front of her face and she brushed it back irritated. The action made his heart clench for a reason he couldn't put his finger on.

"My mother."

Next chapter is nearly done.

V!

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