Hey guys, yeah I know, I'm a TERRIBLE author, and this extremely short chapter sooo does NOT make up for it. There's not really anything I can say that can justify me being negligent of my story, except that maybe my muse ran off with a leprechaun or something… Anyway, I'm so sorry for not updating, and I hope you like this chapter. It's not very long, because I just really needed to put something up, and not sure how great it is, but hopefully it's ok. Enjoy! (If I've still got actual readers after my long absence.)

Oh and thank you to all the people who reviewed the last chapter! And yes AyreO.o It's great to know who I'm making blush :P

And also, a MASSIVE shout-out to lily anson for PMing me. I'm terribly sorry, and don't worry, I am going to finish this, or at least try my hardest to do so. I refuse to put this story on hiatus or the like.

Previously:

"But none of this was in your file. It said your father was dead, and you'd gotten a full ride through college, but nothing about your mother, or about you living in Australia. For all intents and purposes you grew up in a normal, American home, in a small town not too far from here."

Tim cringed sheepishly. This wasn't going to be fun.

Timothy McGee was in trouble. He knew it.

"I… I didn't have a choice." Tim whispered, staring at the table top.

"Timothy?" Ducky questioned when the young Agent didn't say anything more.

Gibbs' eyes narrowed. "Mcgee-"

"You have to understand." Tim interrupted. "I needed to move on with my life, to have some semblance of happiness. I needed…"

"To forget." Gibbs said. "You needed to forget."

"I needed to forget." Tim nodded. "And I couldn't… it was like it was stuck to me. I couldn't just stop remembering, and I couldn't keep others from finding out either. I couldn't get accepted into College's, and Director Shepherd," Tim turned towards the woman. "You can't tell me that you -or any director- would have accepted me as an Agent if you'd known about the things I just told you- because it's not just a black mark on my record, it's a giant, sucking abyss that can't be ignored and can't be covered. It had to be… removed."

Jen pursed her lips. "So that's what you did then- removed it?"

Tim swallowed, closed his eyes, and nodded. He was so fired.

"No he didn't." McGee's eyes snapped open and he looked at his Boss. Gibbs however, was looking coolly at the Director, who raised her eyebrows in question. "He didn't remove anything because there was nothing to remove. Timothy McGee had a mundane, apple pie life in Maryland. He graduated top of his class from high school, and the same with MIT. He then became an NCIS Agent, and has since helped his team close a record breaking number of cases. That's who he's been for years, that's who he was yesterday, and that's who he is now. Whatever was said in this room means nothing, because it changes nothing. And that's it."

Gibbs got up, walked to the door, and left. The remaining people glanced at each other in surprise before looking at the Director, waiting with baited breathe for her response.

If what Gibbs had just done surprised them, what Jen did now shocked them to their core.

The red-head coolly sat down at her desk, picket up a pen and started writing. No one said anything for a few moments before she looked up and raised one eyebrow. "Well? Don't you all have paperwork to do?"

They hastily nodded, jumping up from their seats and rushing out the door, except for Dr. Mallard, who lingered at the Directors desk.

"What are you up to Director?" The ME asked with a small, mischievous smile. "It's not at all like you to fold to Jethro's demands this quickly or to be this compliant whilst doing it..."

"Well, this time Gibbs was right. It doesn't change anything." Jen replied. "Is that all Dr. Mallard?"

Ducky just smiled. "Director," He nodded his head, before walking out of the door also.

A/N: Still here? I hope so. The next chapter is gunna have a few warm fuzzies between the team and Tim, and (SPOILER ALERT!) all Timmy's history and records might just find their way to the permanent dumpster, never to be seen again. Or, at least, they'd come back with some work done and be completely different. Cookies and shout outs to the person or peoples who guess the correct character.

Hoped you like, please review? Flames will be snuffed out immediately, unless they are constructive and good natured, fixing up mistakes I've made: ei I'm not exactly sure Tim's from Maryland, it was really just and (un)educated guess.

JJx