Author's Note: I love Teen Wolf and NCIS and just had to write this. However, my Teen Wolf OC, Ami, is featured! You can find her in Blue Moon if you're interested. Let me know what you think!
Disclaimer: Do not own Teen Wolf or NCIS. I've also made it so that none of Teen Wolf characters died or left.
Meaning Behind the Word
Gibbs was very used to Abby taking people under her wing. So he really wasn't surprised when she started going out to lunch with a new, young intern. It didn't take long for McGee to join them, and Dinozzo followed soon after in the tradition. Abby brought Bishop along with them, and Gibbs found himself alone in the bullpen almost every day after that.
The intern, a Stiles Stilinski, was the son of a Sheriff, and even Gibbs had to give the kid credit. He was going to be an incredible detective someday, regardless of the hyperactivity.
So when Stiles came bouncing into the bullpen with Abby one day, the whole team looked up with a grin. "What's up, Stiles?" Bishop asked, rising from her chair to greet them.
"The pack is in town, and I want you all to meet them," the college student grinned around at the team, who all looked at Gibbs immediately. The team leader nodded, looking back to his file as his agents gathered their coats. "You too, Agent Alpha," Stiles told him, using the nickname he'd given Gibbs. The retired Marine looked up, piercing gray eyes searching Stiles' excited face before he got to his feet.
"Where are we going?" Abby asked as they gathered in the elevator.
"Montrose Park. They wanted to have a picnic," Stiles grinned at her, and Abby laughed. The group split up in the parking lot. Abby and Stiles climbed into a blue Jeep that had seen better days while the team piled into a sedan.
"What should we bring?" Gibbs called over to Stiles.
"As many kinds of potato salad as you can find. My pack eats a lot," the kid replied, grinning out the window as he slammed the door of the Jeep.
Stiles was waiting for them at the end of the trail when they got there. A small girl with chocolate brown hair in a severe wedge waited with him, chatted easily with Abby. She introduced herself as Ami and took a case of water from the back of the Jeep. Dinozzo was quick to swap loads with her, though she hardly seemed to notice the weight.
They found a group of one boy and two girls that was nothing like Gibbs expected. Ami set down the bags she was carrying and set about interrupting a volleyball game that the two girls were winning. "Scott?" she called. Immediately the boy, dark haired and in a red tee, jogged off the court, reflexively catching a water bottle that Ami tossed to him. He pressed a kiss to her temple, then turned to the agents.
"You must be Agent Gibbs," he said, holding out his hand to shake. Gibbs was surprised by the strength in the young man, though a searching assessment revealed loss, struggles, and survival in his eyes. This young man was the leader. "I'm Scott McCall." Behind Scott, Ami and Stiles watched intently, Ami with a knowing look on her face, and Gibbs suddenly wondered if the nickname Alpha was originally Scott's.
The young "Alpha" moved down the line, shaking hands with all five adults before he took the bags from Bishop and told them to make themselves comfortable. "Derek's bringing the grills," he added, seeing the look Tony gave the cooler he opened to find full of burgers and hot dogs.
Only a few minutes later most of the kids looked up towards the trail again. Stiles seemed to take his cues from the others, unsurprised when four more people joined them. "Dad!" Stiles cried, springing off his seat beside Abby as a man in a Sheriff's jacket carried a grill into the clearing. Ami and Scott exchanged grins with each other, then moved to hug a woman that was clearly Scott's mother.
Stiles introduced his father to Abby first, then Gibbs. Scott called the other two girls off the volleyball court, introducing them quickly. There was a Japanese girl named Kira, Scott's girlfriend, and a brunette named Malia who planted herself at Stiles' side with a smirk. Derek turned out to be the dark haired deputy that followed the Sheriff into the picnic area with a second grill and a smile just for Ami. A third grill was carried in by a man introduced as Chris Argent, whose daughter was on her way.
"Let's get the grills going. They'll all be hungry when they get here," Ami said, opening the bag of charcoal. Gibbs was caught off guard by a memory of Shannon doing the same thing, and suddenly wanted to grill for this close knit family that was so welcoming of his own ragtag one. Ami looked up, meeting his eyes squarely, and held out the matches. "Derek's a terrible cook," she told him with a smile.
He didn't know how she'd known, but he took them all the same, joining the Sheriff with a nod. Kira and Malia brought Abby and Bishop onto their team for volleyball, and Dinozzo and McGee couldn't resist the challenge. Scott and Stiles made room on their side of the net with wide grins. Derek sat on one of the benches with Ami as Melissa charmed Gibbs into an easy conversation.
For a while, it seemed like just two families. But Gibbs would soon realize that Stiles called it a pack for a reason.