A/N: Hi! Hopefully you will like my story! There are a few things I want to say before you start reading. Firstly, this is based in the middle of season 10. Secondly, because I don't like Director Vance, I will write it so that Jenny Shepard is alive. That is about it. Enjoy the story!

Disclaimer: Oh and one more thing... I DO NOT OWN NCIS!

Gibbs boarded a plane alone that headed to Indiana.

The team had recently not been working very well- and Gibbs knew why. It is getting closer to the 8 year anniversary since Kate Todd's death. Today nobody was working so he sent them all home extremely early, making the threat that they might lose their job to get them out. He then booked a ticket flight to Indiana to visit Kate's grave. He wanted some final closure in all of this.

Ziva was grieving for reasons Gibbs could not identify. He knew that Ziva had never met Kate before. But then it struck him- Ari's death. It was almost 8 years since she shot him in Gibbs' basement. That was also when he found out that Ari was her half-brother.

But at present time, when he was just sitting in his seat whilst the plane was taking off, he suddenly had a weird gut feeling, like something was wrong. He thought maybe it was an agent at home crying over what happened to Kate nearly 8 years ago. Gibbs knew that Tony was pretty close to Kate, so he thought that might be it.

But then he thought no. It was something more surprising and more unimaginable than ever before. He then tasted something metallic in his mouth- blood. He checked to see if he really had blood in his mouth, but he didn't.

He looked out of the window, overlooking the sunny clouds and skies, still trying to work out what this gut feeling was.

He was pulled out of his thoughts when a lady stewardess asked him a question, He looked at her.

"Do you want anything to eat or drink sir?" the lady stewardess asked.

"No thank you" Gibbs replied shaking his head.

The lady stewardess smiled and moved on to the people in front.

Gibbs looked out of the window again and a sudden thought struck his head, something he normally doesn't think about-his late daughter Kelly. He hadn't thought about her for a very long time. He has long since forgotten about her. He doesn't let the thought of her distract his work. Shannon wouldn't want him to be too distracted either. He stopped grieving for her since he joined the then NIS.

Now it is called NCIS and he is the head of the major cases response team. Gibbs knew that both Shannon and Kelly would be so proud of him- they might be looking down smiling. In fact, he knew they were.

Soon it was time for landing. The landing was a bit rough as this was the pilot's first flight with humans. Thank god they didn't tell the passengers that before the flight, otherwise everybody would have been nervous the whole flight- even Gibbs would have been a bit nervous. He may investigate loads of crimes that might cost his life, but that those not mean that he is not nervous when it comes to a pilot's first flight with humans.

He got off the, plane thanking the stewardess and went through the airport quite quickly; quicker than everybody else. People were looking at him as he passed them and they thought he was a business man late for a meeting- which he obviously wasn't, although he was dressed like that. He caught a cab and asked the driver to go to the military graveyard. The cab driver asked why he wanted to go there, but Gibbs ignored the question, as if he had never heard.

Gibbs was now a bit worried, He was scared that maybe the grave wasn't cared for probably or he would have a bad reaction and collapse into unconsciousness. Now he was almost regretting in going- only almost. If the grave was in a bit of a state, he could just tidy it up a bit and he could try and stay calm. He knew he would stay calm because the bad reaction from nearly 8 years ago must have faded.

When he got there, he paid the driver and thanked him and got out of the cab and shut the door. He then found himself alone in the entrance of the graveyard. He took a deep breath and opened the gate, went in and closed the gate behind him quite slowly. He then slowly started to make his way to the grave. The graveyard was empty and there was nobody around for miles, so he was all alone- almost.

He stopped dead in his tracks when Gibbs distinctively heard a child's cry. He thought it could be a loud animal but the crying now got a bit louder. He now ran quite fast to find the source.

He could run quite fast because he hadn't got a bag with him. He wasn't planning on staying the night. He just wanted to visit for a couple of hours, and then catch a flight back to Washington D.C. His plans were very simple and wouldn't even last more than 24 hours. Well, his plans changed quite suddenly on from that moment he found the source of the crying.

Leaning on the left side of Kate's gravestone, was a girl, around the age of 12 or 13. She had dark brown curly hair that was at that moment all over the place and had very green eyes. One could only just make out her eye colour because her eyes were very red from crying. Blood was rushing out of her upper left arm and her left hand was clutching it. Her clothes were very dirty and she had no shoes. Her navy blue top was almost covered in blood, same as her dark blue trousers, although there were was no blood rushing from her legs.

Gibbs went to help, but the girl got scared and screamed.

"Do not worry I' am here to help you" Gibbs reassured "I'll call an ambulance, but first, what is your name?"

"Ixchel..." was the last thing she said before she collapsed into unconsciousness.

Gibbs quickly called an ambulance frantically, not sure that she was going to survive.

A/N: How was that? Sorry I had to leave a cliff hanger like that. It was just needed for the first chapter! And one other thing, Ixchel one pronounces like the 'x' is not in there at all. So you pronounce it Ichel! Hopefully you liked the first chapter. There is still more to come! Reviews please?