Disclaimer - I do not own NCIS

A/N - This story is a sequel to 'Devil Dog Disease' and it would make sense to read this to put this story into context. The character of Baxter Murray is one of my own creations, first used in my earlier story 'Performance Appraisals A Workshop for Teams'.

Baxter Murray smiled broadly as he approached Director Shepherds office.

"Hi there Cynthia, it's so good to see you again, you are looking absolutely fabulous today girl! I have an appointment with Director Shepherd. She asked to see me on an urgent matter."

Cynthia returned the overpowering young man's enthusiasm with a faint smile and escorted him into Jen's office.

"Mr Murray, thank you for seeing me at such short notice, please, take a seat."

Baxter sat down, his eyes wide with anticipation and totally focused on Jen.

"We have had an incident of what you may call, adolescent red light behaviour, within the team. A couple of our agents have been pulling pranks on their co-workers, pranks which are entirely unacceptable."

"Mmm..." Baxter pouted disapprovingly.

Jen furrowed her brow, "On this occasion, I have decided not to handle this formally as an issue of employee misconduct. However, I want to make sure that this is not a case of blissful ignorance on their part and so, I would like you to deliver some refresher training on sexual harassment, starting Monday, to the entire team involved."

Baxter smiled with a sickeningly sweet smile, "Oh, that will not be a problem Director, and you know, I hope that you won't mind me saying, but I applaud you, and think that you have so done the right thing here. It's so important to establish why these people are behaving the way they are."

He clapped his hands together as he continued,

"Now don't you worry, because when we've done that, we can then make sure that they fully understand what the standards of acceptable behaviour are and make it clear to them what'll happen to them if they don't meet those standards in the future."

Jen nodded with a faint smile at Baxter's over zealous approach, "I have arranged for emergency cover for the team involved all next week from 0800 for two hours each day. I'd like you to schedule their training around that time frame."

Baxter continued to beam, "Excellent! Now what team is it?"

Jen steeled herself, recalling Gibbs and the team's last encounter with Baxter. In the silent pause, Baxter took it as his cue to offer more information.

"It's very helpful to know what the participants backgrounds are, so that I can design a session that I know that they're going to feel really comfortable with and that they can get the most out of their learning experience."

He placed a hand on his heart, "that...Director...is what I hold dear in my job here at NCIS. The fact that I am helping people to learn and have a wonderful experience while they are doing it. You know, in my last course evaluation, I had this delightful woman, oh Lord, what she wrote in her testimony was absolute poetry. Honey, I was close to tears."

Jen gave a half hearted smile in response and then bit her bottom lip,

"The two agents principally involved here were Special Agents DiNozzo and McGee, both of whom conspired the prank and photographed their co-worker naked in the decontamination showers. Officer David, however, should also be included as she failed to report the incident when she first became aware of it."

Baxter pouted and rolled his eyes to the ceiling, "Bad boy Tim, I didn't think he had it in him," he said quietly and tutted his disapproval.

Secretly he was happy to hear that McGee would be attending the sessions. Despite having issues with the ultra psychotic Mossad girl, he assured himself that he would be able to cope, if he could spend some more time with his new friend, Tim.

"And……" Jen continued before pausing just a moment, to make sure that she had Baxter's complete attention.

"….as Special Agent Gibbs is their team leader, I'd also like him to participate. I'm sure you will agree that involving the entire team will help ensure that there is a consistent message being conveyed to all of them and that Jethro can reinforce acceptable behaviours and deal with inappropriate attitudes in future."

Baxter immediately gasped and his face fell. He could feel his jaw droop down and his stomach starting to heave.

"Oh dear Lord no," he muttered to himself.

"I'm sorry, did you say something?" Jen enquired, raising her eyebrow at Baxter's very obvious change in body language.

"You want...Sp…sp.." he gasped, almost speechless.

He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath and held his stomach with both hands, hoping to regulate his breathing and calm himself down before he continued.

"Gibbs?...you want me to…..train Gibbs….scary guy, gray hair….you want me to train him….again?" he whimpered.

Jen sighed and leaned forward in her chair, hoping to quickly calm the situation with some gentle reassurance "I have every confidence in you Baxter."

"He nearly killed one of the participants on the last course!" he snapped.

"Agent DiNozzo was in no danger, I can assure you." Jen replied calmly.

"HE HAD HIM BY THE THROAT!" Baxter protested loudly as he started squirming and fidgeting in his chair.

Jen couldn't help but grin at Baxter's reaction.

"And…and….he's….violent! I mean what if he decides to whack me across the head? I can't….cope….I don't do…violence!" he spluttered.

"I would hardly call it violence Baxter, it's simply just a wake-up call, when agents get out of hand or become unfocused on their job."

Baxter could feel his heart thumping and he leapt from his chair and started pacing up and down, both hands on his head, his bottom lip starting to tremble.

"I d…d…don't think I can do this?" he wailed.

Jen rose to meet him and stopped him in his tracks, taking him firmly by the shoulders,

"Baxter, calm down! Now, listen to me, you got your promotion because you were the best in your field. Now I need to you to suck it up and deliver what I need. Special Agent Gibbs, may be a challenge, yes I agree, but as a professional, I am sure that you will be able to handle this. You will handle this!"

"But…"

Jen narrowed her eyes, calming him down was one thing, but this wasn't getting the job done and she was growing more exasperated at his reaction and reluctance to get things moving.

"It's either two hours a day with the team for an entire week, or it's one on one sessions with them all."

He widened his eyes and stood back in shock.

"Oh honey you wouldn't…..would you?"

Jen nodded her head, "Your choice! Gibbs and the rest of the team? Or Gibbs on his own?"

Baxter didn't hesitate to reply, "With Tim….I mean the team."

Jen nodded her head once more to acknowledge his acceptance and then made for the door. She pulled it open and stood to the side, making it clear that their meeting was over.

"I'll expect to see your training plan on my desk by the end of the day."

Baxter slumped towards the door, "very well Director," he responded quietly as he left the office.

He jumped as the door banged behind him and he smiled weakly at Cynthia as he continued towards the elevator. Inside, he took solace in the empty elevator and took out his cell phone and dialled a speed number.

"Carlos, it's Baxter, I need to talk."

His bottom lip started to tremble once more and as a single tear escaped from his eye as he started to sniffle,

"I've got to train the crazy man and that terrorist lady again!"

As the conversation continued, Baxter nodded at the reassuring words he was hearing from his friend, despite occasionally sniffling.

"Okay, I'll be okay. I'll get her to help me with this, that's good advice….okay…bye bye….oh and Carlos….listen, I think I'll pass on the karate lessons, sweetie, the sessions are starting Monday, they won't be any use for then."

Baxter Murray snapped his cell phone shut and hung his head low.

"Sexual Harassment Refresher Training? Oh dear Lord in heaven, how am I going to teach them that?"

To be continued...