CHAPTER ONE

"Come on Gibbs it'll be fun." Abby pleaded.

"No Abby, I'm not going to this Halloween party NCIS decided to throw." Typing something up on his computer.

Making puppy dog eyes. "Please Gibbs, for me."

Looking up at her. "Fine, but I'm not dressing up." Abby squealed as she ran over to give Gibbs a hug.

When Gibbs arrived at the party it had already started. He had planned to make an appearance then hopefully duck out later without being noticed. Walking into where they had the party he looked around seeing all the people who dressed up for this holiday.

As he watched everyone Gibbs felt someone bump into him. "Oh my, I'm sorry. Did I spill anything on you?" The women gasped.

Looking up at her. "I believe you missed me."

"Good. I'm Gemma." Extending her hand.

Shaking it. "Jethro." He looked her up and down again. "Marine?!"

"And a fine one at that. What are you suppose to be? A wandering soul?" She guessed.

Giving a small smile with a silent laugh. "Anyone tell you it's illegal to impersonate a marine?"

Tossing some of her brown hair over her shoulder, she held up her wrists. "Then cuff me. And don't forget to thoroughly frisk me while you're at it."

Gibbs chuckled as Tony approached. "Hi I'm Anthony DiNozzo but you can call me Tony."

"Nice to meet you."

"I've never seen you here before. Trust me I would have remembered you." She watched Gibbs shake his head at Tony left the two alone.

Rolling her eyes. "That's because I don't work here, I was invited."

"By whom?"

"There you are. We were supposed to come together." Jimmy walked up.

Tony pointed to Jimmy. "You're with him?"

"Hi, I'm Gemma Palmer, Jimmy Palmer's twin sister. I'm going to get something to drink. Jimmy, you can yell at me later." She walked off.

Watching her walk away. "You're related to that? Since when?!" Tony gasped.

"Stay away from her," Jimmy warned him.

Tony smirked. "You know what you two are like the movies Twins. She's got the good genes and you got stuck with the leftovers." Tony went to find Gemma.

"You having fun?" Tony approached her again.

"Loads. Got six numbers already and I'm making Jimmy uncomfortable." Holding up the numbers.

Taking them from her. "The only number you should have is mine and I yours."

"It's a good thing I already put the numbers in my cell."

Looking her up and down. "Where do you keep your phone with that outfit?"

Smirking. "Wouldn't you like to know." Walking away from Tony when she spotted Gibbs.

"Still waiting to be handcuffed and thoroughly frisked by you." Handing Gibbs something to drink.

Twisting the cup in his hand. "You always this forward when you flirt?"

"Only when I see something I really, really want."

"Gemma stop bugging agent Gibbs." Jimmy took her arm.

Removing his hand from her arm. "Let's see if I am. Agent Gibbs, am I bugging you?"

Nodding he answered. "No."

Giving a flirtatious giggle. "See Jimmy I'm not bugging him, I'm just too adorable."

"I swear you make Tony seem like he doesn't have any annoying qualities." Jimmy shook his head at her.

Pointing her thumb in the direction of Tony. "You mean the gay pirate?"

Gibbs brought his cup to his mouth, going for a sip. Jimmy was so annoyed and flustered with his sister he walked away from her. "Where were we? Ahh I know, straightforward when I flirt and you're cute."

"And Jimmy?"

Taking a look at where her brother had disappeared to then back to Gibbs. "What about him?"

"You're here with him."

Laughing. "Because I don't see my twin brother much. He called asking me if I wanted to come and I said yes. I'm glad I did." Looking Gibbs up and down.

Bring the cup to his lips again. "Me too." Taking a gulp.

Tony was standing with Ziva and Tim. "How does he do it?" Tony asked as they watched the two from afar.

"I still can't believe that that's Jimmy's sister," Tim said awestruck.

"Is there some law on what a sister should look like? Because look at McGee and his sister." Ziva pointed out.

"I just don't get how Gibbs does it. This outfit is a chic magnet for everyone but her. Jimmy! Jimmy come here." Tony called out.

"What Tony?"

Pointing to Gemma and Gibbs. "What is with your sister?"

"I don't follow." Looking in there direction.

Tim leaned forward a little. "He is upset because your sister didn't give him the time of day."

"That's because she thinks Tony is a gay pirate." Ziva and Tim burst into laughter. And when Tony glared at them it only seemed to make them laugh even harder.

"So Agent Gibbs how long have you been working here at NCIS?"

"Call me Jethro and for a while now."

Tilting her head. "That long huh?" She smiled causing him to smile. "I'm hungry how about yourself?"

Pointing towards the table. "There is some food over there."

Taking hers and Gibbs cups she placed them on a nearby desk. "No, real food. Like a big juicy steak with a twice baked potato. Washing it down with a giant Oreo milkshake. Than dessert right after that."

"That is a lot of food for someone so small."

Walking to the elevator. "Not really, especially the kind of dessert I'm craving."

Joining her. "What kind do you want?"

"It's a surprise. But trust me you are going to love it."

"I don't like surprises."

Gasping. "You should like them since surprises make the world go round."

Escorting her to his car. "I thought it was love."

"It can be that if you like. But I like surprises more so I believe surprises make the world go round."

Holding the door opened. "I'll believe in surprises when I see you eat all that food you were talking about."

Leaning back in the booth wiping her mouth. "So what do you think now about surprises?"

"They make the world go round."

Gemma shivered which caused Gibbs to get up and wrap his jacket around her. After that, he joined her on her side of the booth.

"I find the smell of sawdust a turn on. There is another surprise but it's back at my place if you want it." Gibbs pulled his wallet out and paid.

The two stumbled into her apartment fused at the lips. Getting some air. "Where is this surprise?" Gibbs asked.

Making her way to the fridge Gemma started removing her clothes. She pulled out a can of whip cream.

Returning in nothing but her underwear to where she left Gibbs. "Any room for dessert?" She held up the can.

"Whip cream isn't much of a dessert."

Giggling. "That is totally cute. Follow me and you'll find out." He did just that and was more than happy when they reached Gemma's room.

Returning from the kitchen later that night with two beers, Gemma handed one to Gibbs before climbing back into bed with him.

Opening his drink. "That was some good dessert."

"That's because I'm extremely tasty."

"That you are." Rolling towards her.

Heavy into there make out session they were interrupted by a few knocks on Gemma's front door. Wrapping the sheet around her. "Jimmy! What are you doing here?" She asked after opening the front door.

"I was wondering where you disappeared to. You left so suddenly with no word. And you weren't picking up your cell."

"That's because I went to get something to eat with Jethro than we came back here."

She saw him get a cross between irritated and fear. "Gemma you didn't?!"

Leaning against the door. "We did, other words I wouldn't be standing here in front of you with a sheet wrapped around me. Dude now go home it's one in the morning."

"I don't believe you." Jimmy crossed his arms.

Gemma opened the door farther just in time for Jimmy to see Gibbs coming out of the bathroom. When he looked back at his twin sister she was smirking at him, then started to laugh when he stormed off.

Gemma returned to her room to Gibbs getting dressed. "What are you doing?"

"Going home." Slipping on his shirt.

"Don't let Jimmy be the reason you leave." She watched him.

Meeting her by the door. "I need sleep before going into work. And if I stay here I'll never get any of it."

Blushing some. "If you ever have a craving for whip cream and a surprise again you know who to come to."

Gibbs pinned her against the bedroom door frame with a kiss. After that, he left her standing there alone all flustered.

It took Gemma a while to fall back asleep. Her thoughts were plagued with dirty deeds she wanted to act on. And the one person she wanted to do it with just left.

Gemma pulled up to the curb in front of NCIS. "You need me to pick you up?" She asked as Jimmy climbed out of the car.

"No Abby said she'd take me to get my car on our lunch break. Thanks for the ride." Closing the door behind him.

She was about to take off when she saw Gibbs walking up. Seeing her through the car window he climbed in the passenger side.

"What brings you here?" He asked.

Licking her lips. "You duh."

"Could have called."

Leaning over she kissed him. "Jimmy needed a ride to work today."

Gibbs' hand was entangled through her hair. "Dinner tonight."

"Your place or mine?"

"Just be ready by seven thirty. And wear something nice." He told her climbing out of the car.

Sitting at his desk Gibbs was going over some paperwork when his phone rang. "Gibbs." He answered.

"Where are we going?"

Recognizing the voice as Gemma's. "I'm working." He told her.

Gibbs heard her snort. "You're doing paperwork. It's not like your on a case right now. I had Jimmy see what you were doing before I called. So you have time to tell me where we are going tonight."

Removing his glasses. "It's a surprise." He then hung up the phone.

"You're seven hours late." Gemma pointed outstanding in front of Gibbs in her underwear half awake.

"Caught up in work."

Crossing her arms. "You get one pass, consider yourself lucky. Jimmy told me about you and your one-track mind with work. So next time work comes up call a girl. It will take all of like ten seconds of your time to tell me work came up. I don't require you to explain, just for you to tell me it's work. It's all I ask of you."

"Got it." Giving her a pair of apologetic eyes.

Moaning. "Get in here." Closing the door behind him. Gemma ran her hands through Gibbs' hair as they laid in bed. Their bodies laid close to each other."Sorry for no whip cream."

Taking her hand. "This was fine without it."

"It was just fine! That is what you say to a two cent whore."

He moved so he was half on her. "You're worth more than two cents."

"Ugh did you just call me a whore?"

Kissing at her neck. "You called yourself one. I was just commenting that you are worth more than two cents."

Pushing him off of her. "You are such a jerk."

Gibbs caught her as she tried climbing out of bed, pulling her to him. "Come back to bed."

"Why?" Trying hard not to laugh.

Nuzzling at her neck again. "Because you find me interesting."

"You're going to throw that in my face a lot aren't you?" Laying back down.

Reaching for her bra. "Only when the occasion calls for it."

Slapping his hand away. "Give me one good reason why I should let you go any further." He moved his lips from her neck and met her lips, the kiss was deep and long.

Breaking the kiss he licked his lips. "What is on your lips?"

"Lipgloss. Why?"

Licking his lips again. "It tastes like strawberries."

"Benefit of flavored Lipgloss. Now get back to kissing me old man." Pulling him back to her.

Gemma woke to her alarm for work going off. Gibbs must have left already she thought when she got out of bed and went to use the toilet.

Coming out of the bathroom she found she was wrong, Gibbs hadn't left. "Morning." He said.

"Morning." She went over to him to give him a kiss before sitting on the bed. "Where are you going?" She asked seeing him get dressed.

"Case." Finding his shoes.

Moving so she was on her knees on the end of the bed. "Kiss." She demanded.

Gibbs gave her a kiss before leaving her room and soon her apartment. Gemma decided she needed to join the real world, so she showered and ate before going to work herself.

Later that day she was putting records away at the record store. It was a slow day so she tried to find something to do. Finishing the last bit she went behind her desk to read.

Two friends came up with a CD. "Is this Maroon 5 CD any good?" The man asked.

"Ya if your tone deaf and have a shitty taste in music." Setting her book down.

Placing the CD on the counter. "That's a great attitude. You shouldn't be working with people, where is your boss?"

"You're looking at her, I own this place with my friend. But she's on vacation right now and can't be disturbed. So since I own this place I can tell you whatever the hell I feel like. Such as you have horrible taste in music."

He stormed from the store, his friend hung back. "Hi, I'm Ken."

"Gemma."

Leaning on the counter. "Would you like to do something sometime?"

"Sorry I already did something last night and I already have plans for some time."

Laughing. "Let me rephrase that. Would you like to get some dinner tonight?"

"No."

"Why not?"

Pointing behind him. "Because she is with me," Gibbs answered.

Turning to him. "Who are you?"

"The guy she's been seeing."

Gazing back at Gemma. "I'll just take a no."

"Oh my God that was so hot." Gemma bounced around to Gibbs.

After they broke their kiss. "I have to ask. What's with the name of this place?"

"Technicolor Turkey is a phat name for a record store. My friend and I love it."

"Read your friend and yourself opened this store a few years ago. Been doing pretty well despite the name." Gibbs took a gander about the place.

Hitting his arm. "Just because you're an NCIS agent doesn't mean it gives you free reign to do a background check on me."

Looking at where she hit him. "I didn't DiNozzo did."

"That stupid gay pirate!" Rolling her eyes with a snort. Finally taking the fact Gibbs was at her place during work hours. "Why are you here? Don't you have a case?"

"Stopped on my way back when I saw this."

Going behind her counter. "You finished the case already."

"How do you figure?"

Sitting back down on her stool. "Because of the stories Jimmy told me. You're all play after a case. Well sometimes if you are in a good mood."

"What else has Jimmy told you about me?" Coming closer to the counter.

Gemma leaned forward. "That you're a very intimidating person and you make him nervous."

"Is that what you think of me?" He asked.

Smirking. "If I thought that do you really think I'd be sleeping with you? Besides I'm not like my brother, I'm not easily scared.

"I'm glad you're not. I'll call you later." Giving her a kiss before leaving.

Gibbs came home that night to the smell of something delicious. Going to the kitchen where he found Gemma in an entirely new and sexy outfit. It was nothing like that Marines one she wore to the Halloween party, but it had the same effects if not more so.

"What do I owe the pleasure?"

Handing him a drink. "I can't just do something nice for the heck of it?"

Taking a gulp before speaking. "I see no problem in it."

"Ok, you know what, I got alternative motives. A friend called after you left today and told me she is getting married next week. It was short notice but they can't wait and it's going to be small. So I said we'll go."

Placing his empty glass on the counter. "No."

"Please, please, please." She begged.

"No." He repeated.

Giving him puppy dog eyes. "We go to the wedding eat at the reception and then we will leave. We don't even have to dance or anything. We'll stay all of like an hour than were out."

Taking a sip of his beer as he thought. "I'll go under one condition. You're going with me to the NCIS gala they are having at the end of the month. And you are to wear something equally as appealing as your Halloween costume but not so revealing."