One Hour Later:

The quiet ride back seemed to work wonders for both Gibbs and Rizzoli. They both had the time to cool off and get their heads back in the game.

Jane sat and watched him. She couldn't figure out if she liked the way he worked or not. It was just inside the law. She'd have to check up on him.

Gibbs came to her desk bringing two cups of coffee. He smiled as he placed it on the desk. "Peace offering, I didn't know how you take it so…"

Jane looked at the coffee and then at the man. She'd come to the conclusion he was a good man and good at what he does. He does them differently but he gets results and she'd give him props for that. She just needed to know what he found on the ship. "No, it's just the way I like it. Thanks." She sat back in her chair and watched the other detectives in the bullpen, noticed them glancing over to her desk and she brought her gaze back to Gibbs. "About this afternoon…I'm sorry."

Gibbs smiled and chuckled to himself. He couldn't help remembering a young agent who suggested embroidering his rules on a pillow. "Rule number six: Never apologize. It's a sign of weakness." He stopped to think about Kate for a moment and then returned his thoughts to the woman before him. Vance had been right about her. He smirked at her. "To be honest, my boss warned me and I really didn't take him seriously." He looked up and saw her questioning eyes. "I never envisioned a female Gibbs."

Rizzoli stared at him for almost a full thirty seconds and then burst out laughing. Every head in the bullpen turned to where the sound emanated from. She didn't care; this was so damn funny. "I don't know if I should be honored or insulted, but then I guess I could think of worse things to be."

Jethro liked the sound of her laughter and the smile on her face. He had to ask himself what the hell happened this afternoon to make him think like this. He despised her earlier and now he'd begun to admire her. He picked up the file and began looking through it again peeking over the top to see her face.

Just as he picked up another page in the file, Jane's brother, Frankie, walked into the bullpen, catching her eye, he motioned for her to join him.

Rizzoli excused herself and motioned to Frankie to meet her in the hallway. "What's up Frankie?"

Frankie looked at his sister like he hadn't seen her in a long time. "What the hell's going on Jane? This guy walks in here and lambastes you and you get up and walk out with him. When you come back you're laughing with him like you've known him your entire life. What's the story here?"

Jane looked over her shoulder at Gibbs and felt the slightest bit of remorse for what she was about to do. "Thanks for worrying about me, but Frankie, I need a favor." Before she could rethink the question she just asked it. "Would you go and find out all there is to know about Special Agent Jethro Gibbs with NCIS?"

Frankie started laughing. "Beat you to it. After he shouted at you and made you all strange, we decided to find out about him."

Rizzoli blinked a couple of times. "Who are we, you and who else?"

"Me and the guys in the bullpen, we didn't want him mistreating you so we checked him out." Frankie looked almost ashamed for prodding into Jane's business but proud because he'd done it to protect her.

Jane smiled. She was okay with it what Frankie had done. "Alright, what did you find?"

Frankie felt like he was back in high school and having to recite for the teacher. "Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs is the head of the MCRT, the Major Crime Response Team based out of Washington DC. He and his team have the highest closure rate for crimes committed against sailors, marines or the United States of America in all of NCIS. He has a team of three agents that work with him. Gibbs is a former sniper with the Marine Corps. He did three tours with them all over the world.

The Senior Agent working with him is Anthony DiNozzo, formerly of the Peoria, Illinois Police Department, Philadelphia Police Department and the Baltimore Police Department from where he was poached by Agent Gibbs.

The second member of his team is a computer expert by the name of Timothy McGee. He graduated at the top of his class in computer forensics from MIT and also from John Hopkins with a degree in biometric engineering.

The third position on the team is currently held by an ex-NSA analyst Eleanor Bishop whom it is said Gibbs poached as well. Bishop is also considered by some to be a genius. He has an incredible team."

Something jogged in what Frankie had said to her. "Currently, what does that mean?"

Frankie smiled and continued with more information. "There have been three other women in the team. Vivian Blackwelder, who Gibbs fired, Katelyn Todd died in the line of duty and Ziva David who left NCIS and returned to her homeland of Israel. No one knows why she left."

Rizzoli looked again at Gibbs. "It seems he has problems working with women."

Frankie went on in his recitation of Special Agent Gibbs. "Special Agent Gibbs has a home in DC and has been married several times but is not currently. Is that enough for you?"

Jane kept watching the man who piqued her interest. "He has trouble staying married too!" She worried about that but liked his work ethic. It seemed to match hers. Jane looked at Superman with a whole new appreciation. "Now it's time to find out what he found."

Detective Rizzoli came back to her desk and started packing for the end of the day. "It's been a long day. I'll take you out for a good beer and dinner at O'Malley's. You'll love it. We can talk over dinner and you can tell me what you found."

Gibbs looked at his watch and then back to Jane. "It's only 5:30, I usually work till 7:30. But if you're buying beer I'm in."

Rizzoli walked toward the door and smiled over her shoulder but it was an evil smile. "We start at six in the morning and being on the streets is tough. What do you do all day, play on the computer?"

Gibbs barked out a laugh as he followed her towards the elevator. "Nope, I got people for that."