Tony and Ziva glanced at each other across the bullpen unable to hide butterflies they got from their new secret relationship. Ten minutes earlier they thought it was going to be over before it had even started. They had been greeted by Gibbs' less than welcoming greeting:
"You two! Rule Number Three? NOW…" he had barked at them as they entered the room. The pair had looked at each other slightly terrified for a moment. Rule 3… don't date a co-worker? How could he know already!? Tony and Ziva just looked blankly at him, unable to speak.
"…Never be unreachable. What are you two playing at? I tried both your cells" They tried not to let their relief show but it was hard not to. Previous events that day had led to them both ignoring their phones, preoccupied by each other, but Gibbs didn't know that…yet.
They both mumbled their apologies as they shuffled embarrassed to their desks. Gibbs shot them stern looks before briefing them on what they had missed at the crime scene. Nothing, not even the classic Gibbs glare was going to put Tony in a bad mood. He couldn't keep his eyes off his girl. His girl. Once or twice Ziva's eyes met Tony's and he saw her blush which, in turn, made his heart beat that little bit faster. Work was going to be hell today. But at least he had his partner to get him through it.
McGee interrupted Tony's line of thought. "Are you coming Tony? We need to talk to the victim's family." He hopped up obediently grabbing his bag on the way out, he hated this part.
Ziva was left in silence with Gibbs as the pair departed. She hated keeping secrets from Gibbs, he'd been like a father to her and she felt like she was just throwing it back in his face. She adjusted her seat uncomfortably and was about to get stuck into the pile of paperwork on her desk when someone cleared their throat in the centre of the bullpen.
"Agent Gibbs?" The man said confidently. Both Ziva and Gibbs looked up to see a young Marine standing in front of them. Gibbs stood up instantly "Jack?" Ziva was surprised to see Gibbs get up and hug him in a brotherly fashion. The Marine embraced Gibbs. Despite his large muscular build he looked week, his face was pale and he was evidently shaken. "Are you okay kid?" Gibbs inquired concerned "You don't look too good?" He slowly nodded but didn't look too convinced.
"Ziva this is Jack Leighton, I served a couple of tours with his father. Jack this is Agent Ziva David" Ziva stood up and they exchanged handshakes. His hand was hot and clammy. "Pleased to meet you he nodded. They both knew he wasn't there for a social call; there was something more pressing on his mind.
"What brings you here?" Gibbs asked, he had always seen Jack as a nephew, especially when his dad had passed away a few years ago. He had taken care of Jack for a while until he got back on his feet.
"Thing is Agent Gibbs…I'm not sure…I…I…I don't remember anything" He stuttered before continuing "I have no recollection of …well…anything. Until just now I couldn't have told you my own name. I found a piece of paper with your name and address on in my pocket and figured you could help me" He finished his sentence and looked up from the floor at the pair. Ziva could see the pain in his eyes, this wasn't a joke, he genuinely knew nothing.