In the office, the young redhead noticed the closed door and the secretary at her desk. She adjusted her arm in the sling with a grimace before walking over to the secretary's desk. She hoped there wouldn't be one more person to go through to see Director Shepard. The secretary, Cynthia, had watched her ever since the door opened. Jenny had insisted Cynthia have the day off, but she came into work anyhow.

"May I help you?" she asked.

"I need to see Director Shepard. Tell her Lizzie's here, please."

Cynthia stared at the girl for a moment, but something told her she was not a threat to her superior. She buzzed into the Director's office. "Director, there's a young lady here to see you. She said her name is Lizzie."

The assistant waited to hear the typical 'Send her in, Cynthia' but didn't. Instead, the Director's door opened, and she came out. "Lizzie!" She yelled with surprise and excitement. She took in the girl's appearance and immediately noticed the sling. "Honey, what happened?" she asked, walking over to her.

"I'm fine. It doesn't hurt much at all," Lizzie responded while Cynthia watched with keen curiosity.

Jen shook her head and turned to her loyal secretary. "Cynthia, forgive me. This is my daughter, Elizabeth. Elizabeth, this is Cynthia." She made the introductions and watched them shake hands. Cynthia attempted to not appear too shocked.

"Call me Lizzie, please."

"It's wonderful to meet you," the secretary managed to speak. She had no idea the Director of NCIS had a child, and she had been her assistant for three years now. Cynthia had been her secretary in her previous position and had come with Jenny when she became Director. Her boss's best-kept secret was beautiful.

"C'mon," Jen put her arm around her daughter's shoulder carefully and led her into her office. Once the door closed, she pulled a chair out for Lizzie and sat down on her desk, standing in front of her daughter. "What happened? Why didn't you call me?"

Lizzie sighed, knowing her mother would mildly overreact. "I went riding, and the horse spooked. I was thrown off. I didn't call because I can take care of myself. Besides, that agent you had keeping an eye on me drove me to the hospital in my car, so you should probably send two agents back to get the NCIS vehicle. My shoulder's bruised, and wrist is broken."

Jen couldn't help but laugh. She had raised a self sufficient, independent, and beautiful twenty-year-old. "I'm glad it wasn't more serious," she said softly, moving to her hug daughter gently and place a kiss atop her head. She pulled away and stroked Lizzie's hair away from her eyes. "Where's your sister?" Lizzie had a fraternal twin sister, Katharine but Katie to friends and family. The girls had an interesting life that consisted of boarding schools, traveling back and forth from the States and Europe, and spending as much time with their parents as possible. They had moved back into the states once both parents were in Washington, and their mother had finally reached her destination after years of being on the fast track. Before starting their senior years at Georgetown, the twins were enjoying their summer.

She shrugged her shoulders but winced. She had refused being given any medication while in the emergency room. "I think she went to see Ducky. I never thought she was going to answer her phone, so I could tell her to come and get me." Katie was not an early riser and adored sleeping in.

Jen nodded her head and sat down at her desk, buzzing Cynthia. "Cynthia, call Agent Nelson and send another agent with him to pick up one of our vehicles at Wheaton Park Stables. Thank you." She had a feeling the agent would sound annoyed when Cynthia spoke to him.

Lizzie waited for her mother to stop talking while she surveyed the office. She hadn't ever been to NCIS before much less inside her mother's office. "And where's daddy?"

"If he wasn't in the squad room, take a wild guess."

"Coffee," she answered. Mother and daughter shared a laugh until the older redhead turned serious.

"Lizzie, did you tell any of the agents downstairs who you are?"

"I didn't tell them you're my mother."

Jenny nodded her head and let out a sigh of relief.

"I told them you were my sister," Lizzie added with a smirk.

"Elizabeth." Jen hated that her daughters had inherited their father's smirk and knack for answering with smart-ass comments.

"They have no idea who I am, mom. DiNozzo was the most surprised when I asked where Director Shepard's office was."

Jen laughed softly. She imagined the agents especially DiNozzo trying to figure out who Elizabeth was instead of doing their paperwork.

Meanwhile, Gibbs had returned to the squad room with a fresh cup of coffee. He heard all three team members talking as he exited the elevator and approached the desks.

"I'm going to get her phone number," DiNozzo said with his typical confidence.

Ziva laughed. "I think McGee would have a better chance."

DiNozzo made a face in disgust mixed with disbelief while McGee picked his head up from the keyboard. "Really?" He hadn't thought of the unknown redhead as a prospect, but he didn't deny she was attractive.

Gibbs stopped in the middle of the desks and looked at them. "What in the hell are the three of you talking about and why is no one working?"

"A girl came in while you were gone. She had a visitor's pass and wanted to see the Director. I plan on getting her number, but Ziva thinks McGee has a better chance…which is insane, boss. C'mon, it's McZero. I'll get her number before he does."

"A girl?" Gibbs asked, eyebrows rising in curiosity. He prayed it wasn't Lizzie or Katie. If it was either of the two, that meant something had happened. It had to be one of them. Who else would come to NCIS on a Saturday morning wanting to see Jenny?

"Yeah…looked like she was in her early twenties…redhead…long hair...shoulder length with bangs…really hot…smokin' body, boss. You should have seen her."

Gibbs stared at DiNozzo for a minute as he went on to describe the girl in even more detail. Lizzie had been the one to come into the squad room. He would kill DiNozzo later for thinking his twenty year old daughter was hot and wanting her phone number. He heard a door close from above and glanced up, seeing Jen. She motioned for him to come to her. "Get back to work," he ordered to his team before jogging up the stairs.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"It's Lizzie. She's in my office. She's not hurt too badly, Jethro."

"What the hell happened, Jen?"

She took notice of the agents watching them and motioned for him to follow her into the safety of her office. Cynthia didn't say a word when she saw Agent Gibbs come in with Director Shepard. It wasn't too hard to put together who Lizzie's father was now.

Jethro entered the office and saw Lizzie sitting in her mother's desk chair. She finished sending a text message and glanced at him. "Hey daddy," she greeted him with a tiny smile.

"Lizzie, what the hell happened to you?" He walked over and gently touched the cast on her arm, running his fingers over the pink tape. He shook his head as he thought about how many complaints would come from Lizzie during the next six weeks.

"Admiral spooked and threw me off. Wrist is broken and shoulder's bruised. Daddy, I'm fine…really."

He sighed, shaking his head and hugging his daughter to him. He had been overprotective the minute his girls had come out of the womb. He let out a sigh of relief into Lizzie's auburn hair. "Did you get back on?"

Lizzie grinned up at him. "Of course, I did. Agent Pain in the Ass didn't think I should though."

"That's my girl. Agent Pain in the Ass?" He questioned, trying to not laugh.

Elizabeth looked at her mother, and Jethro looked over his shoulder. Jenny sighed. "That agent is there for your protection, Lizzie. His name is Agent Nelson…not Agent Pain in the Ass."

"Daddy," Lizzie started, trying to get her father onto her side. She hated the protection detail as did Katie. Katie loved seeing if she could lose the detail, and she usually did. It was one of her favorite activities especially if driving.

He shook his head. "Nope. Your mother's right. You need protection as much as she does. You'll have to deal with Agent Pain in-"

"Jethro!"

Jethro could feel his wife's glare burning through the back of him. He cleared his throat. "Agent Nelson," he corrected.

Jen shook her head at her husband and gave Elizabeth a look that told her there would be no more discussion about the protection detail. She stood up from her spot on the conference desk. "C'mon, you two." Lizzie and Jethro followed her out of the office and down the stairs. Ziva glanced up from her work and realized why the tone of the girl's voice had sounded familiar. Jen noticed her friend watching and nodded her head. A small smile graced Ziva's features. DiNozzo swiveled his chair around and watched his boss and Director with the young woman. His eyes slowly began to widen. It couldn't be…

Gibbs took Lizzie by her good arm and walked to the middle of the squad room. "This is Elizabeth, my daughter."

McGee, Ziva, and DiNozzo passed shocked glances to one another before looking to Director Shepard who nodded her head to confirm their questioning looks. "I am her mother," she explained gently. Each agent still had numerous questions.

"DiNozzo," Gibbs said harshly. "You won't be getting her number."

Tony swallowed hard, fearful of his life. He had described his boss's daughter as really hot and with a smokin' body. He might not recover from the head slap. The senior agent looked sheepish and went back to his computer screen. Lizzie introduced herself to McGee and Ziva and saved DiNozzo for last. "You're really cute."

He looked up and broke a smile. Maybe he still had a chance. "Thanks."

"Thinking you would actually get my number."

He frowned while his partners openly laughed. Gibbs and Jen exchanged silent, amused glances at each other. He cleared his throat and looked at Elizabeth. "Nice to meet you. Boss, anything else we need to know?"

"Yeah, DiNozzo. Don't hit on her sister. Katie's a better shot than Lizzie."

"Daddy!"

"It's true. You can't help that your mother taught you how to shoot."

"Jethro!" came Jen's voice from beside DiNozzo's cubicle.

He laughed at his joke although two people didn't find it funny and the other three in the room were in shock for a second time. There were definitely a lot of questions. Gibbs had two daughters? With the Director? Were they married? Why hadn't he told the team? If they hadn't come in on a Saturday, would they have ever found out? Would they see the other sister? The only question with an answer was that the history between Gibbs and Shepard was still alive.