AUTHOR'S NOTE: this is my first NCIS fic, I have watched this show since it came out and I am a major Jibbs, Tiva, and Mcabby fan so those will be the main stories I write, I sometimes like slash but I won't write those! This is Jibbs FYI! JD never happened in any of my fics either!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own 'em
Jenny sighed as she climbed out of her car. She had decided to go visit Shannon and Kelly's graves so she could maybe get a feel of what they were like. As she turned onto the path she saw a girl bent over a grave, as she got closer she realized the girl couldn't have been over 14 and she had beautiful golden hair. She was a few feet away from her before she realized what grave the girl was looking at, Kelly's.
The girl glanced behind her, sensing Jenny's presence and spoke, "She was so young. It's hard to imagine someone that little dying, only eight."
Jenny stepped cautiously closer, "Did you know Shannon or Kelly?" This girl couldn't have been old enough to have even been in her mother's stomach then.
"No, I didn't know them, I came here to see my parents' graves."
Jenny crouched down by the girl; feeling like she could tell her anything and this young girl would take it to the grave. She realized how ironic that was, thinking about death in a graveyard. The girl's voice shook her out of her thoughts, "Did you know them?"
Jenny focused her attention on the girl's bright blue eyes and the freckles dotting her nose, she actually sort of looked like her and Gibbs. She shook her head to get rid of the thought. "No, well, not personally, they were the first wife and daughter of one of my friends." And my ex-lover, ex-crush, and current crush, she added to herself.
"Oh, well I'm Delaney Grayson." She thrust her hand out towards Jenny.
"I'm Jenny, Jenny Shepard."
The girl's eyes light up, "Like the Director of NCIS Shepard?" her voice was getting higher, she was clearly very excited by this possible information.
"Yeah, Yes." Jenny stared at the girl for a while, wondering what to do with her.
"Where do you live, Delaney?"
The girl looked down at her hands, which she crossed and uncrossed in her lap, "Umm, nowhere?"
Jenny looked her up and down, she could use a shower, her eyeliner was smeared under her eyes, and she was wearing a Brain Matter t-shirt with dark wash jeans, Abby would love her.
"Come with me Delaney." And with that, Jenny helped the girl up and led her back towards her car.
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Once they were on the interstate, Jenny started light conversation, "How old are you Delaney?"
"14," came the quiet response.
"When did you parents die?" Jenny asked stealing a glance at the girl, who was fiddling with the vents.
"When I was 9. I remember some things about them, but it was all a blur after finding out I was never going back home." She finished, her voice thick with unshed tears.
"Are you living on the streets?" Jenny stole another glance as she exited the interstate.
"Well, sometimes, actually, most of the time, but it is not to bad, I mean I don't have anyone telling me what to do! Umm, where is it you are stealing me off to?"
Jenny smiled; this girl could have been her and Gibbs' lovechild. "NCIS headquarters, I know a few people who would love to meet you."
The girl smirked as she responded, "Like your 'friend' who you are secretly in love with and who I sort of remind you of?"
Thankfully they were at a stop sign or Jenny would have killed them both, "How did you do that?"
"I can read people. I have many other skills too."
"Oh? Like what?" This girl had piqued Jenny's curiosity.
A devilish grin formed on her face, "Well, I can kick ass street fighting, I can use a gun or a knife expertly, and I speak 8 languages."
Jenny felt herself smiling again, a mini-Ziva. "There are quite a few people you should meet then, Delaney!"
Delaney smiled slightly as looked out the window, saying something to herself in another language. Jenny was pretty sure it was Hebrew.
After about 15 minutes of comfortable silence, they pulled into the parking garage.
"Well," Jenny said as she turned the car off, "you ready?" Delaney grinned as she yanked the door open and hopped out, her purse (which Jenny hadn't noticed) banging against her hip as she jumped out.
AUTHOR'S AFTER-NOTE: Ok, I thought of this while watching Designated Target on DVD (I have every season). I'm not sure why this idea came to me; I just thought I'd try it out! Read and Review please!