(Washington, DC….)

(Emily's P.O.V.)

I was sitting at the table outside a coffee shop, sipping my coffee, and waiting for my friend to join me.

Fortunately, I didn't have to wait long.

I saw him walk out of the coffee shop with a coffee in hand, as he looked around.

Then, he looked my way, and smiled, once we made eye contact.

I smiled back at him, as he made his way over to me.

Once he reached me, he sat down in the chair opposite me.

"Well, you're sight for sore eyes." He said.

I laughed little.

He always says that when he sees me.

"It's nice to know you haven't lost your touch with slipping things into someone else's pocket." He said, as he sat down the bracelet he gave me for my sixteenth birthday, that I had only slipped into his pocket about a minute or two ago, on the table.

"It's hard not to when you learned from the best." I said, as I took my bracelet back, and put it on my wrist once again.

He smiled, obviously remembering the memory of teaching me.

"It's so good to see you, Gibbs." I said. "It's been too long."

"It's only been five months." Gibbs said. "Plus, since you're currently working with the DEA, it's understandable. Just make you sure you continue to call me almost every day like you promised."

I laughed.

"Always." I said. "So, how is everyone?"

"They're good." Gibbs said. "But they miss you. Especially Abby and Tony."

"I miss them too." I said.

It was silent for a moment, then Gibbs said:

"Why don't you join NCIS? You would like it."

I shrugged.

"I don't know, Gibbs." I said.

Gibbs was about to speak, when my phone began to ring.

I took my phone out, and looked to see who it was.

It was an unknown number.

I looked at Gibbs. Silently asking if it was ok for me to answer it.

"Go ahead." He said.

I answered the phone.

"Hello?" I said.

"Miss Taylor, how is your vacation going?" I heard a very familiar voice say from the other end of the line.

"Hetty." I said, as a small smile came to my face. "It's good so far…Why are you calling me so early?"

"Unfortunately, I'm calling you for a favor." Hetty said.

"Why? What happened?" I asked, as I started to get worried.

"Nothing has happened, Miss Taylor." Hetty said. "I just called for a favor."

I relaxed at her words. Knowing that if something had happened, she would have told me.

"Ok." I said. "What do you need?"

"There is a ticket for a flight to Los Angeles waiting for you at the airport under the name Mia Reynolds. It leaves in forty five minutes." Hetty said. "Once you have arrived, call me so we can meet."

I smiled a little.

"Is this just your way of getting me to visit you?" I asked her. "You know my path was heading that way."

"Then I will see you soon, Miss Taylor." Hetty said, with a hint of a laugh with the sound of her words.

"That you will." I said.

"Oh, and do tell Jethro 'hello' for me." Hetty said.

"Will do, Hetty." I said. "See you soon."

Then, I hung up the phone, and looked at Gibbs, who had a soft smile on his face.

"You have to leave." Gibbs said.

It wasn't a question, but a statement.

I nodded.

"My flight leaves in forty five minutes." I said.

Gibbs nodded.

"Come on." Gibbs said, as he stood up. "I'll give you a ride."

I smiled and stood up also.

"Can you tell everyone I said hi?" I asked, as we headed toward his car.

"Of course." Gibbs said. "But you do know DiNozzo won't be too happy knowing you were here, and didn't get a chance to see you."

Again not a question. A statement.

"Yeah, I know." I said. "I'll make it up to him somehow."