Chapter Two.
Jenny was right. Some people didn't like her, because she was taking over for Kate. One of the people that didn't like, or trust Amber, was the forensics tech, Abby. Abby made mean and rude remarks to Amber whenever she could. Amber would just roll her eyes and ignore it.
Tony asked her out, constantly. Every time, she declined. Apparently he didn't get the message.
McGee liked her. He didn't have a problem with her. They got along pretty well, they both enjoyed computers, and it was hard to tell which was better on it.
Gibbs barely talked to her, unless it was necessarry. Many times she would feel someone watching her, when she looked around, she would find Gibbs just watching her. Most of the time she would shrug it off, but sometimes it got to her. She couldn't understand why he just watched her.
She thought it would be different working with Gibbs, a learning experience. It wasn't at all how she pictured it.
Amber sighed, turned her car off, and headed into the house. She was shutting the door, as the phone began ringing. She hurried to pick it up.
"Hello?" Amber said.
Silence.
"Hello?" Amber said again.
Still no answer, but she did hear someone breathing.
"Is anyone there?" Amber asked.
The brathing got heavier.
She finally had enough, and hung up.
'That was weird.' Amber thought to herself as she stared at the phone.
She shook her head, to clear it. She headed down the hall, to her bedroom. She needed to get changed. She put on a pair of jogging pants, and a tank top. She put her hair into a ponytail, as the phone began ringing.
She walked over to her bedside table, and picked the phone up.
"Hello?" Amber said.
Silence. Again.
"Hello?" Amber said.
Like before, she heard breathing on the other end of the line.
"If any one is there, please say something." Amber pleaded.
Like before, the breathing got heavier. Amber hung up.
Who the hell would be calling her, but not speaking? This was starting to creep her out.
She headed out to the kitchen to make something to eat. Her appetite was quickly leaving her. She made a sandwhich and a salad.
She brought both into the living room, sat on the couch, and turned the T.V. on.
a couple of hours later, when she was getting ready for bed, the phone rang, again.
She was a little worried about answering it. She bit her lip, but decided to answer. Once again, now one answered, and all she heard was heavy breathing. She decided to call the phone company in the morning. She got into bed, tured the bedside lamp off, and tried to sleep.
Amber yawned as she sat down at her desk.
"Bad night last night?" Tony asked.
"Trouble sleeping." She told him.
Every two hours she had gotten a phone call. They were the same as before, no talking, just breathing. It was getting ridiculous.
The phone company gave her a new number, and so far, so good. She hoped that she wouldn't get anymore calls.
All day she was dragging her feet. She tried hiding it, but she knew that some had noticed, like Gibbs. He was watching her everytime she looked up, and he was very perceptive. She had no idea why he watched her so much, that and he rarely talked to her. It was just her though. He had no problem talking to Tony, or McGee, or to Abby, or to the Medical Examiner, Ducky.
Maybe she should talk to him about it. On the other hand, he was Gibbs, not much on the talking thing. Maybe she should look him up on the internet, or ask Tony, or Tim about Gibbs. She wasn't sure.
