Title: The Too Young series: The Forbidden
Disclaimer: I don't own the show NCIS, I'm just borrowing the characters for the story.
A/N: This story is part of my series called Too young, where Ziva is nineteen years old and has been assigned as Liaison Officer to Gibbs' team (just like on the show). She is taken care of by, and also seen as the responsibility of, Gibbs and occasionally also Director Jenny Shepard who were the ones that decided she could stay at NCIS regardless of her young age.
I wrote "Staying Focused" as the first story about a younger Ziva and I've had to make some changes in that story to make everything work better as a series. "Staying Focused" is still included in the series though of course.
The first change is that Ziva is nineteen, not twenty three and I have my reasons for making that change. The second change is that in this series Gibbs only administers Corporal Punishment to Ziva, (because of her age and the fact that he has taken responsibility for her training and safety) not the rest of the team. The third and last change is that "Staying Focused" takes place at the beginning of season three, not the end of the season. In this story the team has been informed of Ziva's age.
A/N 2: This is the third story about Ziva in my Too Young series.
CHAPTER 4
"Finally." Tony sighed as he felt the truck pull to a halt. He snickered when he turned his head and saw McGee asleep beside him with a sheep tucked underneath his arm. Something the Agent had obviously done in his sleep because had he been awake he never would have let the sheep so close to him. Tony leaned over and put his mouth only a few inches away from the Junior Agent's ear and then produced a loud bleating sound that made McGee jump and almost reach for his gun in horror.
As he realized it was just his partner and not some dirtbag, or for that matter the really overly large sheep that had haunted his dream just a few seconds earlier, that had made the sound he just huffed and frowned.
"You are so juvenile!" McGee yelled and fought to get to his feet, eager to get down from the back of the truck and also eager to get away from the content looking sheep who had snuggled close to him without him noticing it. "Let's get out of here and find Warren so we can head back home."he said as he jumped down from the truck bed with Tony following close behind him. Just like the driver had promised them they were right outside the little town Cornville. He had also kept his promise of not stopping anywhere else except his destination which was his farm. They were parked next to the grazing land for his sheep and the wooden fence surrounding it and keeping the sheep from wandering off. They could see the big red house not far away which appeared to be the driver's home. It looked pretty run down though and in definite need of some paint.
"Sure thing, Mcbleat. Are you sure you don't want to bring your new found friend with us? He'd make a great house pet."
"For your information that was an ewe. "McGee replied. He could hear the driver coming up behind them and before Tony had time to answer back he turned to thank the man for the much appreciated lift.
Tony's feet just hit the ground and he felt his stomach turn to ice for a second as he saw the man they had come to arrest suddenly appear behind McGee with a shotgun in his hands, pointed straight at his partner's head. It was too late to reach for his gun now because of the risk that Warren would pull the trigger. McGee was as stunned as Tony. He had not expected to see the man who was now standing before them. They had been told by the driver that Warren could be found in town, not out here on his farm.
To be continued
