Ziva looked to the elevators. "You are not going with them?" She asked Aria.
The girl shook her head & sat at Tony's empty desk. "I don't get why they like all that techy stuff. All it does is give me a headache." She turned her head towards the man entering the office. "Hey Gibbs. Long time, no see. How many boats you got now?"
"Seven." Gibbs answered. "Why aren't you with the others?"
Aria shook her head. "I am not going somewhere with big words & flashy computers." Gibbs nodded & sat down, almost smiling. "Am I still your favourite?"
"You always are Aria. Why do you always ask that?" Gibbs wondered.
Aria stood up & made her way to his desk. "Because you have aspirin & to see make sure you still love me." Gibbs pulled the bottle of pills & a bottle of water out of his desk & gave them to the girl. "Thanks Gibbs." She ran to the elevator. "I owe you one."
"You know her?" Ziva wondered.
Gibbs nodded. "Longer than the others, yeah."
In-the-lab!
"Heaven on Earth" is the name that the twins call Abby's lab. "Even more beautiful than the last time we were here." The girls said together. They practically had stars in their eyes.
Grant shook his head. "Will you girls ever stop drooling over her equipment?"
Grant hates N.C.I.S. & he always has. His mother was an N.C.I.S. agent when he was a little boy. She was a director at one time, but resigned to go back to her job as a special agent. After that, his family began receiving threats so horrible they were twenty-four hour protection, but it still happened. Late at night he had woken up from a bad dream, where his mother was killed, so he went to her room across the hall. The door was open just a crack, something that never happened before, so he looked through it. A man stood at the end of the bed, speaking in some language he didn't know. Then everything went black & heated up until the next thing he knew he was in hospital bed & his family was gone⦠Along with his arm.
Getting back to the present, Graeae turned to face him & saw the look in his eyes. "Double A said not to be depressed, Grant. It was a long time ago and you-" Graeae whispered to him while Abby showed Griffon her new Mass Spectrometer. Suddenly her eyes widened & she remembered the date. "I'm sorry." The cats jumped down from his arms so Graeae grasped his metal hand.
McGee walked in & glared at Griffon. "You don't want us here." She guessed, leaning against the mass spectrometer. McGee nodded. "Fine, we'll go, but not because you want us to. Grant has to tinkle."
Grant nodded for a second. "Wait! What? No, I don't."
"Shut up, Grant, yes you do." Griffon said as she flashed one of those fake movie star smiles & grabbed Alvin's collar to hook the leash back on. "Now come on." She grabbed his arm & pulled him out with Graeae & the rest of the pets behind them.
"You plant the bug on the M.S.?" Graeae asked. Griffon held out three wireless ear buds, that they took & put in.
McGee spoke first. "What is Griffon up to?"
"What do you mean?" Abby asked.
McGee sighed. "Don't play dumb, Abby. That girl graduated MIT at age seven & Director Vance works for her. She doesn't need me to teach her anything, she's a genius so why did she ask?"
"McGee, she does a lot of things that I don't know about & that she doesn't have to tell me about."
"Then answer me this: what about tonight?"
"Yeah, just stop by the hotel when the kids are settling down."
The three looked at one another. "What's gonna happen tonight?" Graeae asked.
Grant shrugged. "Better question is how do we find out?
Griffon smiled wickedly. "Recon., of course!"
With-Ziva-and-Gibbs!
"How do you know Aria?" Ziva asked her boss.
"Met her back when I was a marine." Gibbs answered.
FLASHBACK!!!
A year before Gibbs became an NCIS special agent, he was walking around his neighborhood. Not many people were out that day, only a little girl walking toward him. Gibbs didn't think it was anything was wrong until she got closer. She looked very tired, with a bundle of cloth &a picture in her hands. She looked at the picture again & ran up to him.
"Are you Leroy Jethro Gibbs?" She asked. Now Gibbs could see that in the bundle of cloths was a baby.
"Yes. Who are you?" Gibbs asked, concerned about the girl.
The girl handed him the picture. "I'm Aria. The baby is Oz. Our mother told us to find you."
"Where is your mom?" He asked.
Aria looked at the ground. "She's dead, sir. That's why we needed to find you."
"Is your mom Lida?" He asked as he looked at the picture.
Aria nodded. "You're apparently the god father."
"Come with me, I'll give you a place to stay." He said, taking Oz in one arm & her hand in his, & leading her to his house.
END-FLASHBACK!!!
"So you were friends with her mother." Ziva guessed.
"Father." Gibbs corrected. "We were deployed together more than enough to be good friends."
In-Abby's-lab!
"We're coming back in now." Griffon informed. Storming back in, she tossed McGee Alvin's leash. "Do me a favour & walk Alvin, I think he's the one that needs to tinkle, not Grant."
Tony came in with a paper bag. "Director wants to see you girls." He informed them.
"What's with the bag?" Grant asked.
"Miss Wolfe wanted a snack wrap, fries & double cheeseburger from McDonald's." Tony answered, holding up the bag.
Aria came through the door, flattening her skirt with one hand & taking a drink of water with the other. "Tony, you have my food?"
Tony tossed the bag behind him, Aria caught it. "Crispy, ranch?" He nodded. "No onions?" He nodded again. "No ketchup?" He nodded again. "Thank you."
Griffon & Graeae skated past them & out the door. "Hi Aria. Bye Aria."
"Those twins are strange." Tony stated. Abby, Grant, & Aria punched him. McGee nodded in agreement; they punched him, too. "Just sayin', they don't strike you as the average girls."
"Their not supposed to." Grant reminded. "You work for them, remember."
"Yeah. I still don't get how that system works." Tony said.
"Who cares? Just as long as I have my food." Aria told him, taking the snack wrap out of the bag & taking a bite out of it.
End-chapter!
Really, people, no flames? Not that I'm complaining, but it's my first NCIS fic. Surely someone wants to point out a young writers mistakes, even the small ones. I'm just saying: it may be weird, but I'm looking forward to my first flame, so I hope it comes soon.
