Walking into NCIS headquarters the young woman took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. She walked up to the main desk and cleared her throat. The desk sergeant looked up.

"Can I help you?"

"Yes. I'm here to see Special Agent Gibbs."

"What's your name?"

"Alex Larkin." The sergeant typed her name into the computer and waited. Within a couple of seconds the sergeant turned to her and said, "Go on up Miss Larkin. Special Agent Gibbs is waiting for you." Alex walked towards the lift and stepped inside. Arriving at the designated floor she stepped out and was immediately confronted with a tall man with grey hair. "You're late." He said and walked away from her. Unsure of what to do she looked at another man. He was tall with dark hair and blue eyes. "Well go probie." Alex nodded and hurried after the grey haired man. He had walked into the centre of the room and stood next to a desk on the left hand side. "Special Agent Larkin, this officer David and Special Agent DiNozzo." Alex nodded her head at the man and woman. The one named DiNozzo said, "Ah this must be probie's probie." He walked up to her and looked her up and down. Shaking his head he turned to Gibbs and asked him, "How come probie gets a good looking probie while I got him?" he asked pointing towards the man that had also greeted her at the lift. The man approached her and introduced himself, "I'm Special Agent McGee. Ignore him. He's an idiot." He said tilting his head towards DiNozzo. "Probie! That is no way to talk to the new guy." Turning towards her he said, "Hi. I'm Anthony DiNozzo. You can call me Tony."

"Nice to meet you Tony."

"She's not your type Tony." Officer David said as she walked over with her hand outstretched. "I'm Ziva. Please call me Ziva." She frowned and the women shook hands.

"And how would you know my type Zeevah?" Tony asked her. Ziva didn't answer and instead walked back towards her desk. Alex looked at the man she assumed was Gibbs. "You sit over there." He said pointing to the desk on the other side of McGee's. Alex opened her mouth to ask a question when McGee said, "Don't ask." Alex shook her head and placed her stuff on the floor and waited. "Special Agent Larkin do you have your credentials and weapon?" Gibbs asked her.

"Yes Sir."

"Good. Lets go."

"Yes Sir."

"Don't call me sir." Gibbs said as he walked towards the lift. Alex followed the rest of the NCIS team. Alex was sitting in the front of the Government Issue car while Gibbs was driving. Ziva, Tony and McGee were in a car behind them. The journey to the crime scene was uneventful and silent. Alex got out of the car and breathed in deeply. "You ok Larkin?" Gibbs asked her.

"Yes boss. Just getting my head on straight and relaxing." Gibbs nodded and walked towards a short man with glasses. "What we got Duck?"

"Gibbs. I've barely met the deceased. I can tell you that this Petty Officer died of blunt force trauma. What took you so long to arrive Jethro?" Gibbs looked back towards Alex.

"Newbie. Didn't want to subject her to Ziva's driving. Traffic was murder too."

"She didn't mind yours?"

"Nope. Didn't faze her in the slightest."

"Interesting. I'm going to take the body and start the autopsy."

"Ok Ducky." Gibbs walked under the yellow tape and Alex followed him with the rest of the team. "DiNozzo! Sketch."

"On it boss." Tony walked away and started to sketch the lay out of the room. While Gibbs gave the rest of the team their assignments. "Ziva, shoot, McGee! Take that laptop back to the lab when these two have finished. Larkin your with me. Come on." The pair walked out of the crime scene and began taking the witnesses statements. Tony looked out of the window at Gibbs and the new woman. "That's never happened before." He muttered more to himself than the other two.

"What?"

"Gibbs. He never does the interviews." Tony shrugged his shoulders and took more photos. He stopped and sighed, "You know this is very Hitchcock."

"Actually its more like Wes Craven." Alex said from the doorway. She hadn't been in the room long and couldn't help but notice all the blood. It looked like something out of a Wes Craven movie. "That man is one sick son of a bitch."

"I'll have to agree with you there probie. I mean come on! The Hills have eyes? Not to mention Scream and all of its sequels…wasn't very impressed the first one was brilliant though." Ziva and McGee groaned and left the pair to argue about movies.

"See Scream didn't bother me as much as The Hills have eyes. That scared the living daylights out of me. Which of course meant I didn't see the sequel. You like movies huh?" Alex asked him.

"Yeah. They are brilliant. Although you probably like the newer films as opposed to the older films. Am I right?"

"Yeah. You are. But I've never seen the big attraction to films such as Casablanca, Pretty in Pink, Breakfast at Tiffany's. Never understood what all the fuss was about." Alex shrugged her shoulders. Tony looked at her in a mixture of amazement and horror. Gibbs walked into the room and said, "Lets go back to NCIS. We got work to do not standing around here discussing Tiffany being pretty in pink."

"Actually boss that's…" Tony started but Gibbs just slapped him on the back of the head. "Sorry boss."