AN: The chapters will get longer, I promise! Right now it's short bits of info, before the real action starts...we hope...
"You still haven't told me why, Special Agent Gibbs."
"I don't know. Yet."
"You put me in this room! Surely you have a reason for it, or does it just amuse you?"
Gibbs stared at the woman across the desk from him. She reminded him of someone, but he just couldn't place it. An ex-wife? She was a redhead, after all. Maybe more auburn than red, but still…
"Erm…are you listening, or has your mind gone out to lunch? I don't mind either way, but if it has, can it bring me back some coffee?"
He suppressed a smile. Nope, definitely not an ex-wife – not violent or scary enough. Who, then?
"Special Agent Gibbs, I would really appreciate it if you would answer me instead of staring at me! I have no problem with it – which is good, seeing as Agent DiNozzo up there appears to have some sort of built-in lack of control – but could you at least say one word?"
"What would you like me to say? Why you're in here? Why you can't go home yet? Why I keep watching you? Why DiNozzo stares at every sk-"
"No." Nikki said, quietly, with a much more serious tone. "Why they're gone."