Disaclaimer: I in no way own the character of NCIS or anything else involved with the show. I do however own Romy Miller.

A/N: I apoligise for taking so long to put this chapter up. I broke my left wrist and it is really diffucult to type. Sorry about that, hope you like it.

Romy Miller had now been working at NCIS for 1 week. She already was close friends with all of the team – especially Abby. Ever since Kate had passed away Abby had been in need of a friend like Romy who was smart, funny and had some similar interest to her. She loved Ziva and everything but it just wasn't the same.

The only person Romy hadn't made friends with was Gibbs. She would have been lucky if he said 2 or 3 sentences to her but she already loved him. She knew Gibbs' type and knew that chit-chat wasn't necessary.

"Shut up McKnow-It-All, your just mad cause Ziva beat you at scrabble, HA, you got shamed." Romy and Ziva laughed at Tony teasing the now pouting McGee.

"It wasn't a proper game Tony; it was an exercise to help Ziva with her English skills, so really I didn't lose." McGee desperately tried to regain his dignity.

"Gear up, dead marine." Gibbs appeared out of no where as he so often did. As he pulled his gun from the draw he threw Ziva keys. "McGee, DiNozzo, with Ziva." Tony pulled a face knowing he was going to have a near death experience shortly.

"What about Romy?" Ziva stuck her tongue out at Tony then turned to Gibbs.

"Well this is her first case so… she's with me Ziva." Gibbs dipped his head towards Ziva and looked at Romy, "Grab your gun and badge."

"I'm ready boss," Romy announced confidently. She was so glad that she would be going alone with Gibbs; maybe he might actually talk to her.

"Then lets go," Gibbs lead the way to the lift leaving Tony, Ziva and McGee standing surprised at their desks. As Romy stepped in the lift with him he held the doors open and poked his head out. "Try not to be too embarrassed McGee, Tony might let you off easy." He smiled to himself as the doors slid closed. "Or not," he added quietly causing Romy to raise her eyebrows at him.

"So I'm guessing you have worked a crime scene before." Gibbs broke the awkward silence as he got into the Dodge Charger.

"Of course boss, give me a little more credit. After all I was hand picked for this job," She hid a smile from Gibbs.

"So I heard," he on the other hand didn't hide the crooked smile that spread across his face.

"A little bird told me you like boats," Gibbs looked at her in surprise. "I built a boat with my dad just before he passed away, but when he died I couldn't bring myself to sail it so I burnt it." She hadn't talked of he father in so long and she began to feel her emotions building up, she forced then down with a deep breath and continued. "It was a long time ago though," Gibbs snuck a look at Romy and saw her head hung low, he took one hand of the wheel and put it around her. "I really miss him," She sighed as she looked at Gibbs, "Have you ever lost someone you really love?"

Although he had only known this girl for a week he already trusted her, he gave her a comforting look. "Yeah…"As he pulled up at a red light he turned head to fully face her. "I have." He tightened his grip on her shoulders, "My daughter and wife."

The light turned green and Gibbs released her shoulder and turned back to the road. A tear slid down Romy's face. "I'm so sorry."

By the time Gibbs and Romy arrived at the crime scene the others were already there, it was, after all, Ziva who drove. A plump officer with a receding hairline approached Gibbs as he got out of the car.

"Special Agent Gibbs?" The officer asked in a surprisingly high pitched voice. He continued after a slight nod from Gibbs, "Neighbours called 911 this morning saying they head shouting and a gun shot then saw a blue car speeding from the house." Gibbs scribbled the information down on his note pad as Romy went to join the others. "I'm guessing you won't need my assistance any further so I'll be leaving now." Before Gibbs could even open his mouth to talk, the balding man turned on his heel and disappeared into one of the police cars leaving thin brown hairs floating to the ground.

Gibbs shook his head and walked up to the door of the large two-story home and the others followed him. Romy pulled on a glove as something caught her eye. She bent over to pick up a shard of glass a Tony snapped a sneaky photo of her ass. Gibbs noticed and handed Tony one of the hardest head-slaps he had ever given. Meanwhile Romy saw what she assumed to be a smear of blood on the glass and bagged it as evidence.

As Ducky and Palmer arrived Ziva and McGee exited to question the witnesses. Gibbs sensed Ducky was about to spring into this reminds me of the time… stories and quickly distracted him.

"Time and cause of death Duck?" Gibbs inquired as he walked nearer to the body.

"It looks to me like our dear boy here was killed by a gun shot to the chest but the lack of blood may suggest that the shot wast fired PM. Ah, he died at around 9:30 this morning so about 5 hours ago." The old Medical Examiner shook his head. "Jethro, there does not seem to be a struggle although, oh dear." Ducky and Palmer had turned the body over to discover a huge cut down his back and pieces of glass everywhere. "Although it appears he fell through a glass table."

"Thanks Ducky, get him back to autopsy." With that Gibbs walked out the front to be filled in by Ziva and McGee. He noticed a blue Mercedes Benz with dark tinted windows cruise past and snapped a photo of the number plates RUV 470.

The lift door slid open and allowed Gibbs access to Abby's lab. He hadn't been down in so long and it made him feel quite nervous. Caf-Pow in hand he snuck into the lab and found Abby and Romy in front of one of the machines that he had no idea what it was used for.

Romy noticed Gibbs first and she couldn't help a smile. Gibbs saw this and his eyes sparkled with happiness. Abby had turned and noticed there small exchange and was immediately jealous. She stepped between the two to brake there moment. No one was going to get her Gibbs, especially not her best friend.

"Gibbs! Thanks for the Caf-Pow," Abby took the Caf-Pow from the man she loved and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. Gibbs breathed heavily and turned to the computer. "Let me guess, what cha' got for me Abs, well Gibbs I have discovered that the blue Mercedes you saw was a rental, hire by a Mister Eric Leone." She smiled at the older man. "That's good work Abs. But that's not all Gibbs, Eric Leone doesn't exist. Creepy huh? Thanks Abby." She turned and to smile at Gibbs who was no longer standing there. She sighed and turned to Romy who also was no longer there. 'She must have left with Gibbs' Abby thought to herself suddenly pissed.

Romy just made it into the same lift as Gibbs before the doors shut. She let out a heavy breath and lent against the wall.

"How ya' holding up on ya' first case?" Gibbs smirked at Romy who looked slightly exhausted. "You look like you need some coffee. Want to come on a coffee brake with me?"

At this she stood up straight. "Technically it's not my first ever case but I would love to come on a coffee brake." Amusement played at the corners of her perfect lips. "As long as we go to Starbucks."

A/N: I hope it was OK, a had a bit of writers block half way through :P Please review if you have time \/ \/ \/ thx