For anyone who even bothers to read this, I'd like to say to lilmissninadanvers that I do plan to give Derek a hard time at some point, and I like your evil laugh. It's very evil sounding. I wish more people would evil laugh because I have a very creepy evil laugh and I wish that whenever I do it, people wouldn't look at me like I'm crazy.
Anyway, back to the story.
(Chloe's Pov.)
I couldn't believe it. Miss. Talbot was dead. She was dressed in a murine uniform, but I knew better.
"Chloe, are you sure," Gibbs asked, but he knew I was.
"Yes. I know for a fact that it's her. I just don't know why she's dressed in a murine uniform." I felt tears run down my face. I didn't like Miss. Talbot; she was most likely working with the Edison group. But seeing her dead—it was just sickening.
"Mcgee, take Chloe back," Gibbs ordered.
"I'm fine Gibbs," I protested weakly. "Just a bit overwhelmed."
"I agree with the boss," Tony said. "You don't look to good."
"And I don't think he's just saying," Ziva said.
"Go, Chloe," Gibbs looked into my eyes. "We'll take care of it."
"What about the summoning?"
Ducky spoke for the first time. "You can do that in Autopsy later. I wouldn't mind at all."
I nodded, giving into their requests. "I'll have to tell Vance about this, won't I?" I asked.
Gibbs nodded. I sighed but followed Mcgee anyway. This was going to be a long case.
When we got back to NCIS, I went straight to the Directors office. I waved at the receptionist as I walked right on in. I know what you're thinking—aren't you not supposed to just walk into the head of NCIS's office? Well, no you're not supposed to. But he gave me special permission.
I knocked twice, and opened the door, gently closing it behind me. I looked to the desk and saw Vance looking up at me.
"Chloe," he said. "To what do I owe this pleasant surprise?" I had to admit, while some times he was mean and cold, he could be a very nice man. He's just doing his job the best he can.
"The surprise isn't for a good reason, Sir," I said, and he sat up.
"What's happened?"
"You know the nurses at Lyle house?" He nodded. "One of them has been killed."
"Which one?"
"Miss. Talbot."
He nodded, fazed by the news.
"Do you think the Edison group has anything to do with it," I asked.
He sighed, and nodded his head. "I do." His ears twitched, and he said, "One of the other agents is coming. We'll talk about this later. And I want you protected. Even if that means wereing a bullet proof vest."
I nodded, just as a different agent walked in. there was no use arguing. Vance reminded me of Derek a little. Both strongly built, and scary looking. Protective, and a natural sense of leadership. Both werewolves.
I think it's time for me to explain some things. When Gibbs found me, he took me back, and as promised, let me clean up, and get some food. Then Vance came, and we had a talk.
It turned out he was a werewolf, and he knew what I was. He used to work with the Edison group, but quickly removed himself when he met his wife. He was going to anyway, but this sped up things up.
He had heard of me, and the others. Apparently, we were a big threat to the Edison group, and they needed us back. He also knew the guy's dad, Kit. He and Kit were good friends, and they knew almost everything about each other. Vance even knew were Kit was, but he wouldn't tell me.
He informed Gibbs about me, and who, and what, I was. I was surprised when he let me into his home with open arms. Even the team, who had been told too, was kind to me, despite me being able to raise the dead, and talk to them.
Vance asked if I wanted to be an NCIS agent. With my talent it would make things much easier. I had agreed, thinking that I'd at least be doing some good with me being a necromancer.
Vance had said that the Edison group (and my dad) was looking for me, and that I'd need a new identity. Gibbs had right away offered to let me be his pretended daughter. I was touched by his kindness. So I agreed to become Special Agent Chloe Gibbs of NCIS.
I had a new family, and this time I wasn't losing them.
When I got back down to the squad room, everyone was back and Gibbs was calling out orders.
"Mcgee, I want her phone records. Dinosso, find out where she lives, or where she lived. Ziva—."
"Found it!" Tony yelled. "She lives in a small apartment across from a café."
"Good. You and Ziva go there. Check out everything you can."
"I'll be down in autopsy," I said.
"Can you take this down to Abby and help her?" Gibbs handed me a bin of evidence.
I looked down at it, then at him. "You're stalling. You don't want me down in autopsy yet, do you?"
"I saw your face when you saw her. It can wait a bit longer, don't you think?"
I nodded in agreement. I didn't want to go down there just quite yet. It was terrible seeing her body, reminding me of the Edison group, and them.
I carried the evidence to the elevator, and when the doors opened on Abby's floor, I was greeted by her music. I smiled, and walked out and into her lab.
"Hey, Abby," I yelled over the music.
She turned, saw me, smiled, and turned down the music. She looked like what a necromancer should look like. A lot of black. But despite her looks, she was one of the nicest, most lovable people in the building. "What up Chloe? What do you got for me today?"
"Evidence. And Gibbs wants me to help you."
She looked at me, processing my secret message. She grabbed the bin anyways. She took out the DNA, and got it running.
When it was processing, she turned to me and we started sorting. Then, after a minute of uncomfortable silence, she said, "Why is Gibbs stalling?"
She and I may know Gibbs the best. It didn't surprise me when she figured out he was stalling me by making me help her. "He doesn't want me to summon yet," I said.
"Why not?"
"Because I know the person who died."
Abby's eyes widened, and her mouth dropped open. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry Chloe. Who was it?"
"Miss. Talbot. She worked at Lyle house. She was one of the nurses. She wasn't mean, but I didn't really like her."
"but you must be shaken up."
I nodded, giving a shaky laugh. "I am. I never thought I'd see her again, and now I do, but she's dead."
"You told Vance right?"
"Yah, he was mildly freaked out."
She nodded, and continued sorting. She changed the subject to more less scary things, like TV, and music.
We were laughed, and singing one of the stupidest songs we could think of. It was so much fun. Then the phone rang, and Gibbs asked me to go get some paperwork, and lunch. The usual.
"Stop stalling Gibbs," Abby said into the phone. "It's not making anything better."
I smiled sadly at her, and she gave me a hug. She smiled at me, and I took the elevator up, grabbed the paperwork, and took it with me to go get lunch, thinking I'd have some time while waiting to look some of it over.
(Derek's Pov.)
When we got to Washington, I looked at the Washington Monument. It was very big, I must say. I didn't like being in crowded areas. They were so confusing. I almost had to hold on to Simon and Tori so I didn't loss them.
I pulled out the file from my backpack, and opened it up. We were heading to Miss. Talbot's house to see if we could get any information out of her. I growled at the thought of her. She hadn't been mean, but I still didn't like her.
My thoughts landed on Chloe for the second time that day. I hoped she was okay, in the safety of her home. I was planning, once all of this was done, to go and see her. I wouldn't say it out loud, but I missed her. A lot. I knew I had feelings for her, and that only made it worse.
Simon and Tori didn't know I left a letter, and if Simon would have read it, he would have killed me. We both cared a lot for Chloe, and I know that the letter broke her heart. If she even bothered to read it.
I stopped those thoughts when we got the Miss. Talbot's house. It was across from café, and I was sure we would be hitting that on our way out.
We walked into the apartment complex, and looked for apartment M. when we found it, we walked right in. I didn't bother smelling; it was clear no one was home. And I wasn't focused on listening, my mind going back to Chloe.
I went first, and then I heard, "NCIS, PUT YOUR HANDS UP!" we did, and I looked at the man and woman who were most likely "NCIS". The scariest part was that they had guns pointed at us.
"Who are you," the woman, who spoke in an Israeli accent, asked.
"Who are you?" Simon shot back. Shut up Simon, I thought. They have guns.
"I'm Special Agent Ziva David. This is Special Agent Tony Dinosso. You didn't answer my question: who are you?"
"Like we'd tell you that," Tori sneered.
"Then you'll just have to come back to NCIS with us."
I was about to snort, and say something stupid, but for some reason, I didn't.
"Okay," I said. "We'll go with you."
Simon and Tori started yelling at me, but I motioned them to be quite. The next thing I know, Tony's droving us to NCIS.
(Chloe's Pov.)
I was looking through one of the files in line to grab lunch, when I was called next. I looked up, closing the file, and moved to the counter.
"The usual," I said to man. He nodded.
"Who's paying this time."
"You mean 'who's supposed to be paining this time'."
"So, Tony?"
"Yep."
"I see." I stepped back, and waited for the food. I read more into the file. Why move here? Why go from Lyle house, to an apartment? It makes no sense.
The man called me, my food in a to-go bag. I paid him, and left. Now that I was 16, I could drive. Gibbs taught me, and now I drove his car everywhere. I didn't need my own yet.
When I got back, I saw what I never thought I'd see again.
(3rd person's Pov.)
Me, Simon, and Tori sat in the squad room, listening to Tony and Tim bicker. It was very annoying, and Ziva said so herself. I wondered when Tony put a vires on Tim's computer, and why. What's the point in it?
Then Tony started making movie references, and it was almost unbearable. I didn't want to hear about movies; I wanted food. I looked at the empty desks. One was the boss's. Special agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs. The others was his daughter's, Chloe Gibbs.
Great, I thought. Just when I try getting Chloe out of my head, I have to spend time around a Chloe. Why do you hate me god?
Leroy, or Gibbs as the team of special agents called him, came back, and I must say, he looked intimidating.
"Chloe back yet," he asked his team, not even looking at us.
"No," Ziva said. "but she did call and said she'd be back soon."
"Good," Tony mumbled. "I'm hungry. I NEED FOOD!" I know what you mean man.
Just then a bag of food hit Tony's head, it being dropped from over the wall by a little hand.
"You're very impatient, you know that Dinosso," a familiar voice said. "And it's you turn to pay. You can't my Mcgee pay this time." The person moved around, and entered the squad room.
I nearly choked on air. It was her.
"You're late," Tony said. "Is this the usual?"
"Yes," Chloe said, not looking up from the open file in her hands. She set down the rest of the files, and gave Gibbs a coffee. "Thought you might need a refill."
"Thanks," Gibbs muttered. "Now, Tim. Are you ever going to tell us who they are." He motioned to us.
"We don't know. They won't tell us."
Chloe followed the gesture, and I'm sure she nearly fainted.
"What are you doing her," she asked faintly. The rest of the team looked at her, and then at us.
"Who are they Chloe," Gibbs asked.
"It's them."
i've been writing this in my head, and i'm going to finish this
