So here is my next update. I usually won't be updating this quickly but soccer just got over so for the time being I have a little more free time in my schedule.
Please tell me what you think of my characters and the way I portray the original NCIS characters. This is how I see them.
I'm not really sure that I like the name of my story so if any one has any suggestions please let me know.
"Papa," Mike Franks looked down at the little girl clinging to his hand. "Is daddy going to remember me?" Looking down into her big green eyes mike would have given anything to have been able to say yes. The 6 ½ year old had been through so much in her short life. Mike knew he was one of the very few people who even knew her true age and identity. Kathleen Abigail Gibbs was, to the rest of the world at least, the 6 year old adopted daughter of Leroy Jethro Gibbs. In actuality little Kathleen was the 6½ year old biological daughter of Leroy Jethro Gibbs and his former partner Jennifer Kathleen Sheppard. Kathleen had been born nearly three months early and had been taken from her unconscious mother soon after birth. The people who had taken her from her mother believed her to be dead or else they would have killed her themselves. One of them, however, decided that he couldn't allow a baby to die, let alone kill one himself, so he took her to a hospital saying that he had found her abandoned on the side of the road. By the time the baby was in the care of the hospital there was very little chance, if any at all, that she would survive. Already tiny and underdeveloped because of her early arrival she was weak and barely breathing from a lack of warmth and care.
Looking at her now her minute size, making her look more like a four year old than the 6½ year old, was the only visible side affect of her near fatal beginnings. Her dark hair seemed to glow a deep dark red in the sun as they walked out the airport doors. "I don't know, kitten. But that's why your Daddy's boss called us here."
"No Papa, that's why my mommy called you here. She doesn't know about me," Kathleen said sadly.
Mike stopped in his tracks and looked down at the child in amazement. "What are you talking about, little girl?" he asked trying to sound stern.
"My mother is Daddy's boss," she said matter of factly. "That's why he left me with you even though he caught the bad man who killed Katie. He didn't want her to know about me."
"Where did you hear that Kathleen?" he asked seriously as he pulled her to a bench outside the airport. He sat down so that he could look into her eyes.
"I don't know," she replied, refusing to meet his eyes. "I don't remember." She knew if she looked up he would be able to tell that she was lying.
"Kathleen Abigail Gibbs," his tone caused her to look up at him. "Where did you hear that?"
"I heard you and Daddy talking," she all but whispered. "I didn't mean to. I was hiding to surprise Daddy but you came in talking and I didn't want to get in trouble" Tears filled her eyes and her lower lip quivered. "Why doesn't Daddy want her to know about me? Did I do something wrong?"