Chapter 3: Disappointment

After a short but uncomfortable ride they make it to New York and are on their way to the ships. Everyone is quiet but they can feel nervousness in Tim.

They arrive and the Admiral is there to greet them.

"Agents thank you for joining us"

"Special Agent Gibbs I heard your team is the best" the Admiral says holdi his hand out for introductions. "Stand up straight Timothy isn't you on the job? What are you doing with a gun? Maybe you shouldn't be carrying one."

"Yes sir, I can carry a gun" He blushed his eyes down casted. He is a bigger bastard then Gibbs and no one on the team expected it. Just the first meeting they are left with open jaws. Demeaning Tim him by not using the term special agent.

"Well are you sure you can be on a boat? I mean if you need to leave your team can handle it"

"No." Gibbs interrupted. "Tim is more than capable of doing his job" The Admiral grunted.

"Well then I don't want to see you puking like a little girl, if you do then you will be dismiss, Understood boy?" he finished strictly.

"Yes Admiral"

He insults and embarrasses Tim it is clear that these words are knocking I'm down and causing him self-esteem issues. Tim can't help but blush. They are lead to their rooms to decompress for a few hours. They atmosphere is stifling.

The young man on duty taking them to their rooms looks at Tim funnily. "So you're the Admiral's son?" Time flinches but nods.

"Yes."

"Welcome aboard. It's an honor to work with your father." Tim smiles a forced happiness.

"yea…I bet it is"

"Yes Sir, we knew he had a daughter, but we didn't know about any other family so it is nice to see the Admiral has his bloodline live on" Tim nods.

Tim calls his sister…while Tony and Ziva talk. "I thought he lived a cushy life. It reminds me when I was around my dad" Tony whispered.

It doesn't sit right with Gibbs something isn't right. He always thought Tim lived a shelted life that would explain his nativity. He knows he needs to talk to Tim, but know isn't the time.

Tim talks to his sister about it and he can't help but settle into his old ways, but her words stop it.

"Knock it out Tim. You aren't a little kid anymore he can't hurt you. He can't do anything unless y give him the power, so don't. Your team has your back remember that, Okay? Tony, Ziva, and Gibbs is there for you" His shoulders ache to hunch and he feels the stutter but he also knows he won't here the end of it. So he takes a deep breath and pushed all his insecurities and depression to the back.