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Twenty minutes later, the he, Jethro, arrived. He was an older man, much older than Jeb, and I couldn't read his thoughts. The only people whose thoughts I couldn't read were a couple of Erasers and Jeb. I started to freak out as any bird kid would. I hadn't talked in awhile, so Jenny was shocked when I practically growled at him, "Who do you work for?"

"I work for NCIS." He actually was quite calm. He sort of reminded me of Jeb, but maybe that was just the similarties in their names. One good thing was I could still tell if he was lying. He wasn't.

"Naval Criminal Investigative Servieces." I had read that somewhere, so I said it without thinking.

"That's right." He continued. He couldn't be an Eraser, he didn't look like a male model, but of course he could have been a new version of an Eraser. Though he was kind of old. He hadn't changed though. I could take on one lone Eraser. "We don't want to hurt you." He was telling the truth.

Jenny interupted, "I found her rummaging through my fridge." That reminded me, my stomach it still hadn't eaten. It growled. "She tried to run."

I had to defend myself, "It's not my fault, I was hungry. What do you expect me to do." I didn't really like te idea of forcing people to give me food.

Jethro looked from Jenny to me, "What do you expect me to do?" He repeated my question.

"Just put down the guns, unlock te cuff, and I'll be on my merry way. You'll probably never see me again."

"And let me guess, you will just steal for more food. Where are your parents?"

Again I answered, "I have no idea."

He believed me. That was something I could tell. "Jen, is it okay if we feed her first."

"Sure," she agreed. "just don't let her out of your sight. She runs fast."

"I bet." Jethro teased. I wonder what they would say about me when they see how much I eat.

"I still don't trust you." I muttered. I had found you couldn't trust anybody. They ended up betraying you. There were few people you actually could.

Jenny's thoughts were getting distracted. I tried to refocus her, "You think I enjoy stealing. It is much better then the alternative." Which for me was the School, I barely considered dying of starvation. I had survived over three weeks without food in the School.

"Which is?" I clammed up and tried to block out teh memories, which were trying to force their way through. I tried to calm myself down, so I wouldn't blow anything up.

After a few minutes, "Could you please take off the cuff." I asked. "I have a bad history wiht the whole bounding my wrist thing." That was an understatement, but I was trying to be polite.

Jenny interupted, " She said she was 15, I'm not sure what to do. I can't just leave her on the streets." She looked at Jehtro, not as his boss which I knew she was, but as something else.

"Alright, let's get something to eat. What do you want to eat?"

Realizing I was actually getting food, "Anything would be good. I haven't eaten since yesterday morning. No seeds though."

Shock fill their faces, I just shrugged it off, "Thanks, It's probably been months since I had a decant meal."

"What's your name anyway?"

I hadn't really thought about it. I was always known by a number, except by Jeb, but I wasn't using that name. I paused. "Izzy, that's it. Izzy."

"Well, I'm Jenny, and this is..." Jethro interupted her.

"Gibbs, Leroy Jehtro Gibbs."