Sorry for delaydness, although you'd think with the current TV situation I'd have nothing else to do but write this but alas, I have Foxtel. Thank God. Anywho hope this lives up to expectations.
Dr Parkes shifted uncomfortably under the stare Gibbs was giving her. She was actually surprised she was acting this way. Normally she was tough as hell, taking shit from no one. What was so different about this? She stiffened and mentally prepared herself for the launch on what could be a long rant.
"Special Agent Gibbs," she started testily, "I apologise if that sounded like a request. It wasn't'. That's an order sir. Sit down." She watched Gibbs sit down reluctantly, eying her beadily. "Thankyou. Now this is my office. My job. My orders. I am here to assist you in whichever way you need assisting in," she ignored Tony's eyebrows rise suggestively, "As NCIS Rules and Regulations clearly state under 'Workplace Health and Safety Policy', NCIS teams must attend sessions, of at least one-apiece, of psychological advice once a year. And seeing as you and your team have been under a great deal of stress and trauma, your Director, along with mine might I add, agreed it would practical in sending you this time of the year."
She took a deep breath and waited for Gibbs' reaction. She saw him smirking.
"Quite finished there?" he asked.
Dr Parkes bristled. "Far from it Sir."
Tony shared a gleeful look with Kate and sat on the edge of his couch, chin in his hands, watching the confrontation avidly. Kate looked at Abby and rolled her eyes, but had a trace of a smile on her face. Abby was liking this shrink more than when she first met her, man, she had guts. Ducky was watching politely and McGee was rather scared. For Dr Parkes' sake.
"Now if you do not mind, I would actually like to get this session started. Not only am I going to be assessing you individually but I will be seeing what you are like, as a group, as I relay the current situation back to you. Okay?" she questioned.
"Okay," Gibbs' replied, speaking for the whole team. His iced eyes had an unusual sparkle, despite a scowl still playing on his features.
Dr Parkes looked at him suspiciously, fully expecting a refusal. Taking the moment, she reached behind her and pulled out the case file of the team's current situation.
"Ari Haswari," she stated clearly, looking for reactions out of the team. She got none. Gibbs had them well trained. She arched an eyebrow, "Well if no one wants to volunteer to remind everyone what happened, looks like I will."
"The day of the confrontation with Ari Haswari: I am to believe that Special Agent Todd took a bullet for Special Agent Gibbs on the roof, as she was assigned to protect him. Witnessing this was Special Agent DiNozzo. On the ground covering and reporting to them was Special Agent McGee. Now, I see here in the report that Special Agent Todd was fortunately wearing a bulletproof vest, so no serious harm was incurred. From here, the report gets a little fuzzy. It just states that another shot was fired and Special Agent Todd again evaded serious injury, and possibly death, as the bullet intended for the head made its way to her shoulder. The terrorist then fled, as more shots were fired from Special Agent Gibbs, as well as Special Agent McGee on ground level."
Dr Parkes paused and looked over the top of the report to see how the team were taking it. Kate had a dark look in her eyes and was subconsciously rubbing her slinged arm. Tony was looking at his feet, although Dr Parkes could see a grim look on his face. She noticed his hand was casually resting on Kate's knee. McGee was a surprise to the psychiatrist, as his cautious demeanour has been replaced by a hard look. He was no longer fiddling with his hands, but was sitting straight and looking at Dr Parkes strangely. Ducky was still watching the scene before him politely. Abby fiddled with her pigtail, waiting for Gibbs' reaction. And last but not least Gibbs' had lost the twinkle as he death stared Dr Parkes, as if blaming her entirely for the memories put back in his teams mind.
Gibbs look was enough to kill. Dr Parkes again paled as she became ashamed at herself for bringing it up again. But it had to be done. Silently, eyes roaming the team, she waited for a response, if any. She had to break the silence.
"Anyone care to tell me what happened in the fuzzy bit? What caused Special Agent Todd to escape with only… "She peered at the medical report included, "… damage to minor nerves and muscle in the shoulder?"
Again there was silence. Then a head slowly raised and began to speak.
"I saw a glint of light from where Ari was… I knew he was aiming again," the voice started slowly, "I did the only thing I could to avoid death, "they stressed, glaring at Dr Parkes, "I shouted that there was another shot coming and pushed Kate to the ground. I could feel the impact of the bullet as we both went down. I could feel the blood seeping through to my body. I though she was dead for a moment, that I hadn't done enough," they broke off and looked up at Kate sombrely, "Then I heard her voice. Ordering me to get off her because I was a deadweight," their face cracked into a smile. "Then I knew Kate was alright."
Tony stopped his response and looked away from Kate and the gazes his team members were giving him. Looking in Dr Parkes' eyes he quirked his eyebrow, "Fuzziness gone?" he asked and shot her a smile, the sensitive moment gone in seconds.
Dr Parkes stared at him in amazement. How could he go from telling that, to becoming the guy that walked into the room full of cockiness? Suddenly she really wanted one on ones from all of them. As soon as possible. They couldn't over come that type of trauma the same.
"Thankyou for clearing that up Special Agent DiNozzo," she replied, shaking off any doubts she had and scribbled on the report. "Now I would like to come to the matter of the individual session you will be attending. This week coming, starting tomorrow, Sunday. One person, one day, as many hours as you want fitting into that day, fitting into to my work hours of course. As for a final report to my director and your director, there will be one. All I will be doing is listening to you, possibly advising you, and telling both directors whether you are sane or not." She saw Gibbs' eyebrows rise yet again.
"Now, as for who will be going on what day, I'll let you argue that out now and here," she told them, "That is unless there are volunteers?"
They all looked at each other. Then McGee tentatively raised his hand.
"Uh, I- I'd like to go first, if that's n-not a problem," he ventured, his anxious manner coming back, avoiding everybody's stares except Dr Parkes's.
"Thankyou Special Agent McGee," she replied softly and wrote his name on the timetable.
"Aww go McGee," Abby patted his back reassuringly then looked at the psychiatrist, "put me down for second."
Dr Parkes complied and looked at the remaining people.
"Well, I might go third then Dr Parkes," Ducky volunteered, "that is unless Jethro, Caitlin or Anthony would like to precede me?" he questioned them and got nothing from them.
"Okay," she wrote down his name for Wednesday.
Three down, three to go. She looked over at Kate and Tony. They seemed to be having a silent argument of some sort. Then she turned her laugh into a cough as Tony and Kate started to sort it out the only way they though fair. Scissors, Paper, Rock.
Tony threw a rock, Kate through a paper and smiled smugly.
"Hold on, hold on, best out three," Tony whined.
"Fine Tony," Kate rolled her eyes yet again.
Kate's smile faltered as she threw a paper again and Tony did scissors.
"Crap," Kate grumbled.
"This is the decider, ladies and gentlemen," Tony announced brightly to the others. Gibbs scowled and Tony quickly turned back to Kate.
"One, Two, Three! Dammit… one, two, three! Dammit…. C'mon one, two, three! BOOYAH!" Finally, after a pair of rocks and a pair of scissors the winner had thrown a paper over a scissors.
Tony had won and had stood up, turning in a circle slowly, his hands in the air.
"DiNozzo sit down," Gibbs growled and Tony promptly plopped back town on the couch next to Kate, who didn't look amused.
"So I take it that after Ducky will be Special Agent Todd, then DiNozzo, then… Gibbs?" she guessed.
Tony pouted and Gibbs sent him a look.
"Correct," Gibbs said.
"Well now that we have the order sorted out I have one last thing to ask from you… actually I'm telling you to do it," Dr Parkes corrected herself. "When you come in, bring in a song, any song, that you think, in your mind, relates to you in any way. Whether it be work related, mind related, life related, I don't mind. Just bring in a song and we'll take it from there. Don't bring a song, and there will be consequences," she half growled at Gibbs when she saw him look at her incredulously. "This is how I work, these are my orders."
Gibbs' glowered at her and stood up.
"Are we done here," it wasn't a question.
"Yes, you may leave," Dr Parkes replied and moved around to her seat. "My office is open from 8.30am. I will see you tomorrow Special Agent McGee," she nodded towards him, and sat down popping a jelly bean in her mouth, watching Gibbs' retreating back as they all filed out.
Holy-80's-team-comedy-plot, that was long o.O
Must be the zero sugar max tastedness.
Or compensating for the time it took me to update xD
And so our hero's venture into unknown territory. Who knows what will be awaiting McGee when he brings in his song. Highly unusual. Hmm. Wonder what song young Timothy will even bring in ;)
Until Later, over and out.
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