Chapter 3

Bad News

It's been a week since the 'date' and everyone seemed to be back to normal or as normal as it can get for the MCRT team. Gibbs was in Jenny's office while the other four agents are finishing up the some much needed paperwork.

"What do you think Boss is doing up there, huh, I mean he's been there for over an hour?" Tony asked tossing a crunch up ball of paper and throwing it in McGee's direction hitting him square in the ear. Ziva and Ghaby rolled their eyes at Tony's immaturity and McGee just sighed in irritation extending he's rater thin patience at Tony's antics.

A yelp from DiNozzo got their attention and they all hid a snicker.

"Everyone in Director Shepard's office, now" Gibbs barked and three of them literally tripped on their feet following Gibbs's order except Ghaby.

"Yes Jethro?" Ghaby asked an air of elegance around her as she stood up.

"I want you to not pull your gun or launch a knife in the air w2hile your in Jenny's office" Gibbs ordered her

"Please," he added, which isn't really rare when it comes to Ghaby.

"I will not make any assurances… Leroy" and with that Ghaby climbed upstairs into Jenny's office; Gibbs hot on her trail.

The minute Ghaby opened the door of the Director's office, tension filled the air. SECNAV and Owen Granger were sitting opposite Ziva, Tony and Tim with Jenny sitting at the head of the table; classified files scattered along the desk. All heads snap to the direction of the door. SECNAV and Granger attempted to stand up to greet the both of them but Ghaby raised her hand stopping them immediately.

"Please, let's just get this formality crap terminated and get straight to the point," she stated coldly and sat next to Ziva while Gibbs sat at the end of the table.

"Fair enough, Alpha" Granger said and that was enough to strike a cord inside Ghaby, being a Stavros, it was her duty (of course) to follow her family's legacy and become the leader (Alpha) but, that doesn't mean that she loves or is fond of her title.

"What do you want?" Ghaby all but snarled to her

"We need you to work with the Office of Special Projects in LA to catch a rogue assassin; his name is Vladimir Fufygin," SECNAV answered swallowing back the fright stuck in his throat, a good decision given that a war will likely happen between Ghaby and Granger.

Jenny then decided to interfere feeling the meeting getting out of hand, which it really is.

"Why the MCRT team sir? There are other teams that are equipped to do this case," Jenny explained diplomatically or as diplomatically as she can while observing Ghaby whose look might scare a ghost.

"True but the other teams don't have what this team have; experience, strategy, determination and a way with law and press" SECNAV countered and Jenny inaudibly sigh- something that didn't go overlooked in Gibbs's sight.

"Well, I'm not working on this one" Ghaby stubbornly stated, crossing her arm like a toddler wanting dessert before finishing the vegetable on the plate.

"Fair enough, we know this would happen so we took this to your grandparents, and they agreed that you will work with us whether you like it or not, and as they are the Nebula and Omega you can't counter there decision with yours," Granger responded, an arrogant smirk playing on his lips.

A vein popped up on Ghaby's forehead and all of a sudden a knife launched in the air barely missing Granger and hitting TV on the wall instead. "Go fuck yourself, sirs!" Ghaby shouted and left the room with a bang that would've put cannon's to shame. Everyone left in the room was either scare out of their mind, embarrassed or simply pissed.

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Inside MTAC Ghaby's conversation with her Grandparents are just getting confusing to downright frustrating.

"Grandfather how could you, do this to me?!" Ghaby screeched, raking her hand through her long caramel hair and pacing from left to right.

"Darling, this is the reason we trained you for and now it must come to play" her grandfather, Anton Stavros, explained whilst her grandmother just sat intently in her seat observing her granddaughter like a hawk. After all, this isn't the first grandfather to granddaughter had this sort of argument some even in higher magnitudes and that wasn't even face to face.

"You know this is foul play, and how did that troll manage to convince you anyway?" Ghaby inquired, Anton Stavros is a legend in his own right so asking/ begging him to do something was literally like asking a butterfly to bark, impossible. Both her Grandparents tensed and Ghaby didn't miss a beast on noticing it.

"Well?" foot tapping in anticipation, but no answer came as the feed was cut off. Ghaby's scream of rage can be heard even outside of MTAC.

"How can they be so inconsiderate, did the last 8 years mean nothing to them?!" Ghaby asked herself around and punched the punching bag; stuffing's threaten to come out.

After her outburst and talk with her Grandparents she received a good amount of scolding and diplomatic talk from Jenny and a head slap from Gibbs. It was the decided that Ziva, Gibbs and her will fly to LA since they have the necessary training to stop and fight like an assassin.

"How the hell can I survive in LA, without having an outburst?!" Ghaby thought suddenly panicking.