A/N: Set in the calendar year 2012 - though nothing beyond Season 9 before Penelope Papers is present.
Written back in 2012 for the NFA Community Secret Santa Exchange - Many, many, MANY thanks to my awesome BETA - at that time - Gottahavemyncis!
Warnings: This Team has never heard of the Reynosa Cartel, A.J. Barrett or the P2P Killer. and the trip to Mexico, never happened.
Rating is for later chapters.
Posting in time for Christmas – so there should be several chapters posted a day up until it's all here.
CHARACTORS - Posted (Not kept when it went to post for some odd reason) - Leroy Jethro Gibbs; Tim McGee; Jackson Gibbs & Team Members
May, 21, 2012
Tim McGee stood at parade rest yet unworried before Leon Vance, as he waited for the Director's answer to his unusual request. Mentally, his mind looped around the hope that the man would see this in the same vein in which Tim had thought of it, as well as the hope that being the father of two kids would help Leon Vance feel the compassionate pull this request brought with it.
NCIS Director Leon Vance sat behind his desk, ever-present toothpick clenched between his teeth as he regarded the MCRT Agent currently standing in front of him, awaiting his answer. Glancing down once more at the written request, he couldn't help but smirk at the irony of the situation. Instead of the Team Leader making this request for the team – here stood the youngest agent on the man's team, asking, in secret, for his team to be given the next Christmas holiday off.
Vance had to admit this team had given their all, been through a hell of a lot and still remained dedicated to their jobs, moreso than most teams. Countless times they'd worked through the nights and days at a time to solve a case, to save a life, or bring closure to a family that wasn't their own. That wasn't to say that the Agency didn't have top notch agents who gave their lives for the job; but this MCRT somehow wound up with the short end of the stick, time and time again, when it came to things like getting an actual holiday off to spend with their families. Maybe it was time the Agency gave back – showed this team that they did matter as people, not just as agents on the job.
"Alright, Agent McGee. I'll agree to this. But your team had better make the most of it, because it's not likely to happen again."
"Thank you, Director." Tim smiled with his gratitude. "This means they'll be able to take advantage of cheaper air fare by firming up their plans ahead of the holiday rush."
"Understood. I'll make sure they get the official memo before the day is out tomorrow. They'll never know it was your idea."
"Thank you."
"Consider it my early Christmas present – to all of you. Go on, get outta here. It's late and the rest of your team is long gone by now."
"Yes. Sir." Tim agreed as he turned and headed out, relieved that things had gone as well as he had hoped. Glancing at his watch, he frowned even while quickening his steps. He'd have to hustle if he was going to be on time to his meeting with the car dealership.
