Ok so this is my take on Gibbs…his wife and daughter…and all that jazz…thanks for the reviews…it's nice to get feedback…

"Ducky, thank you so much for coming up here." Director Shepard said as the doctor sat down in a chair across from her.

"No problem really, it is a bit refreshing to take a stroll among the living after spending so much time with the deceased." Ducky replied with a grin. Awkward silence filled the room as the two sat and stared at each other. After a few minutes the director began to speak.

"I'm having a hard time finding the right words, to form the right questions to ask you Ducky."

"So I see." Puzzled Ducky ran through a few hundred scenarios in his head. He was going to be fired. He had messed up on an autopsy and someone else had caught his mistake. She found him incredibly attractive and was interested in pursuing him romantically. These were only a few of the thoughts that raced through his mind.

"You and Jethro are close, wouldn't you say?" Ducky nodded.

"I suppose you could say that."

"And does he tell you a lot of personal information?" Ducky thought on this for a moment.

"We have had a few conversations that you could say were of a personal nature. I'm afraid I don't know an over abundance of personal information about Jethro, he is a very private person."

"Yes, I am aware of this but I was curious if he had ever talked about Shannon?" She paused and Ducky shook his head.

"Not that I can recall."

"Think hard, did he ever talk to you about his first wife, Shannon?"

"I do believe you are mistaken Director, I believe his first wife's name to be…" she cut him off.

"His first wife Dr. Mallard was named Shannon. I am talking about the first wife that is not known to anyone in this office, the first wife before his first wife." Ducky sat back in his chair not taking his eyes off the director. Could she know? Gibbs had said that nobody in this office knew about Shannon, he was the first person Gibbs had felt he could confide in. Ducky had sworn to his friend that he would not reveal his secret but he had always known that she would be brought to the surface, no matter how hard you try to bury the past, it usually pops back up with a vengeance. "I must know the truth doctor. I have been given information that up until today I would not have believed to be true. I was hoping that you could help me, I figured if there was one person he would trust with such information it would be you."

"Why not just ask him yourself?"

"For one he would not tell me if I just laid the question out to him, second this is something I believe should be handled with a delicate manner until I find out if the information is correct." Ducky considered what she had laid on the table.

"He once told me of a Shannon, the love of his life, the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with." The director nodded. "They were married they had a child, a girl named Kelly."

"Kelly." The director said under her breath.

"Yes." Ducky replied. "The accident happened when Jethro was deployed, the driver was shot and Shannon and Kelly were killed in the crash." Ducky shook his head. "He never really got over loosing them, Shannon and Kelly meant the world to him and his world was lost after they died."

"I can't believe this is true."

"Believe it director; I don't believe Gibbs could make something like this up."

"I agree, it's just that…" She sighed, her eyes searching Ducky as if asking him to understand without her having to say it. He unfortunately was completely clueless as to where she was leading him. "A woman was brought here early…very early…this morning."

"Brought by whom?"

"CIA." Ducky nodded. "She is in one of the interrogation rooms now Ducky. They say she is part of a small but very powerful group that has trained and planted spies into the mainstream of our society. They gather information and sell it to terrorist organizations; the highest bidder buys the intel that these spies have recovered. The CIA has been tracking down the spies and they presume to have most of them in their custody. They also believe to have tracked some of the higher ranking spies of the organization and are confident that given the right intel they will be able to finally put an end this organization for good." Ducky sat quietly for a moment absorbing what he had just been told.

"You believe this woman is Shannon?" The director nodded. "And where does Jethro come into all of this director?" He took off his glasses and began wiping his lenses with a handkerchief. "I can assure you he knew nothing about her involvement with this rouge organization."

"I know he has no involvement with them…"

"As a matter of fact this whole situation will tear his world apart."

"I agree."

"So why involve him at all? He most certainly can not have the intel they are looking for."

"No, she has the intel they want but it was one of her conditions that she come here and talk to Jethro before she gives them the rest of what they want."

"I don't think this to be a healthy situation director…" Shepard interrupted the doctor.

"There is a chance his daughter might be alive." Ducky's mouth dropped open. "I think that Gibbs would want to know, don't you Ducky?" He nodded slowly.

"He loved that little girl more than anything in this world."

"I thought that to be the case." They sat quietly staring at each other for a moment. "When Gibbs and I were…" her face flushed. "in the field together, I would hear him in his sleep talk about someone named Kelly." She shook her head. "You could hear it in his voice, the raw emotion when he said her name." She shrugged. "I didn't know who it was at the time but I knew he cared deeply about her and that he had lost her." They looked at each other, knowing that the next few hours would be some of the hardest in Gibbs life. The shock of seeing the love of his life, who he thought to be dead, of finding out she was a spy, the chance to be reunited with his daughter if she was still alive, both of them wondering if it would all be too much for him.

Gibbs stepped off the elevator, coffee in hand. He was tired, frustrated and something in his gut was telling him that today was going to be one hell of a day. He took a sip of his coffee and hoped that the pounding in his head would subside. He looked up to see Ducky heading his way. "What's the word Duck?" Ducky put a hand on his friend's shoulder. "That bad?"

"Jethro…let's go somewhere we can talk." Gibbs nodded and followed Ducky to one of the interrogation rooms.

"Alright Duck, just let me have it." Gibbs said sitting down at the table.

"There's no easy way to put this." Duck sighed and sat down. The two stared at each other for a few minutes then the doctor began to speak.