A/N: Hello there! This is my first NCIS fanfic so I really hope you guys all like it. I have a couple other ones I'm writing too, so I apologize ahead of time of it takes me a while to update, although I'll try my best to not let it be too long. Like any other story, I don't own any of the characters except my OC. Reviews are always welcome! I hope you enjoy!

McGee was running late. Gibbs had called them all in even though there wasn't a murder going on. McGee thought is was just a paperwork day, so he decided to get coffee for everyone, maybe get Tony to shut up for a minute or however long it took him to drink the coffee.

He was walking into the coffee shop, trying to remember what Tony and Ziva would want, or at least not complain about, when he walked straight into another person.

He didn't realize he walked into her until her coffee was spilled over her white blouse and the book she was reading. As soon as her reflexes kicked in she stood up out of her chair, giving complete focus to her book, none to her clothes.

"Oh my god. I am so sorry." McGee tried to apologize, but he felt as though it might not be enough. "I didn't mean-"

She looked up from her book at him and gave a comforting smile. "It's okay. I just wish you hadn't gotten me in the last three chapters. The heroin was in a gun fight, and might die but probably not because the hero always wins, but this writer knows how to keep you on edge though." She chuckled a bit. "And now I'm talking to a stranger about a book series he probably doesn't know about anyway."

"Least I could do, seeing how I probably destroyed it, is listen to you. What series is it?" McGee wanted to keep talking to her. She was incredibly beautiful. Wavy chocolate brown hair, reaching just below her shoulders, stunning blue eyes, and curves where curves were wanted.

"Deep Six by Thom E. Gemcity." She held up her stained book. "This used to be Rock Hollow, first edition, but now it's my reminder to visit Barnes & Noble." Her voice spiked with self pride at her mention of it being a first edition. She flipped to the first page before the acknowledgements. It was blank except for a signature. She put her hand to her chest, relieved when they saw it was not touched by the brown liquid. "And there's the silver lining. If I was reading the beginning, you would have accidentally destroyed the most valuable part."

McGee smiled. "That's one way to look at it, and I'd prefer if you stayed that way. I think I owe you a new book," he looked at her shirt, "and a shirt."

"Don't forget the coffee." They could both tell she was joking, but he nodded.

"And a coffee. How about tomorrow? Or tonight, at dinner?"

She considered the options and smiled at him. "How about seven?"

McGee raised an eyebrow. "In the morning or evening?"

She bit her lip slightly, and let a moment pass before smirking. "Evening."

He smiled and her phone started buzzing in her pocket. She got it out before looking at it and sighing. "I have to go to work. It was nice meeting you...I don't know your name."

"Tim."

"Caroline." They shook hands, letting it longer a bit longer than the average one. Her smile dropped a bit after a second before pulling away and digging a pen out of her purse. She got the napkin, a corner with coffee, and scribbled her number on it. She handed it to him, and smiled. "Call me later."

She looked at him a moment longer before getting her purse and book and leaving.

"Caroline." McGee mumbled to himself looking at the number before walking to the barista, getting the coffee.

It was definitely a slow day. Paperwork galore as Tony had called it. Gibbs had asked everyone on the team, Abby, Palmer, and Ducky included, all at the desks. They all were convinced that it was about the empty position on huge NCIS team. Ever since Gibbs had been basically forced into the Director position at NCIS, completely against all of Gibbs' refusals and rejections, the search for a replacement had been in full swing.

When Gibbs stepped off the elevator with a woman, they all knew they were right. Gibbs stepped into the group, the woman stepped beside him. Her shoulders were covered by her wavy chocolate brown hair, and McGee was immediately drawn to her stunning blue eyes. His eyes wandering down to her curves, hidden more by the green blouse, and back up to her face. She was just as stunned to see him as he was to see her, but thankfully, he wasn't the first one to speak.

"Carrie?" Tony asked, smiling in disbelief.

She looked at Tony, mimicking his smile. "Anthony?"

Tony walked up to her, and hugged her tightly.

While in the embrace, Tony mumbled to her. "Don't call me Anthony."

She pulled back and smirked at him. "Don't call me Carrie."

They both laughed and hugged again. When they pulled back, they realized everyone was staring at them.

"I take it you two know each other." Ziva said smirking at Tony.

Tony reached around and squeezed the woman's shoulder. "Carrie and I are old childhood friends."

"Why yes," the woman said, "Anthony is basically my brother."

Ziva reached her hand out to the woman. "Ziva David."

She shook it and smiled. "Caroline Walters." She turned to Tony and raised an eyebrow. "Ziva?"

Tony rolled his eyes. "Yes, Ziva."

Caroline smiled even wider and turned to Ziva. "You and I have a lot to discuss."

Ziva smiled. "I'm sure we do."

Caroline turned towards the rest of the team. There were a round of introductions, with McGee never taking his eyes of Caroline. After Abby hugged her, which she was a bit surprised by, he realized it was his turn.

"Tim McGee." He said smiling, holding his hand out.

She took it, shaking it, her thumb rubbing up the back of his hand. "Caroline Walters."

The handshake was lingering until she realized the other people were watching and took her hand back.

"Nice shirt." Tim said, gesturing to her new blouse.

"Thanks," she smirked, "I had to change after this jerk spilled coffee on my this morning and my book."

"Oh, well I hope the jerk's karma catches up to him."

"Well, I wouldn't be that upset. He was pretty cute."

Their smiles were cut short by Gibbs. "You've got paperwork to do. So get to it. Agent Walters, come with me."