Unknown daughter
Chapter 4
I had woken up to nothing. No computers, no phones no elevators. I sat up, stretching my arms, while my fathers jacket fell onto my lap. I looked around noticing my father and his agents speaking quietly over by Tony's desk.
"Gibbs, how are you going to keep a young teenager, a girl teenager might I add, under saddle?" that was obviously Ziva, getting a simple idiom wrong as always.
"Reins, Zi, not saddle." corrected Tony, " but I do have to agree, boss, how are you going to keep her in your sights, while working full time, almost around the clock?"
"I don't know, DiNozzo but I am going to keep her, she doesn't have anyone else, and she's my girl. How can I turn my back on my daughter?" asked my father his gruff voice soothing my frazzled nerves. I decided that I'll go explore, maybe go visit Ducky if he's still here... I got on all fours and stayed in the shadows, just like my mother taught me. I also guess it was pure luck that my father and Ziva were facing away from me and Tony was too busy staring at Ziva to notice me, while McGee sat, like Ziva and my dad, with his back turned towards me. I got away from the team and my dad, and when I was a good twenty feet away, I stood up and headed towards the stairs.
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I had climbed at least one set of stairs when... I got bored. So I walked to the nearest door and pulled it open. I walked into a hallway lined with doors on both sides when I noticed I was on the catwalk. I knew that dad and the team were somewhere down on the floor below this, and, knowing this because of my mothers stories, my dad could see an ant twenty meters away, so I did what anyone would do. I walked to the nearest door and walked in. The door I walked into lead to a tasteful room with decent furniture. I saw a desk, obviously a secretary's, and another door. Well my mother always did say one of the things I got from my father was his curiosity... So I walked through yet another door. This time I met my first person I had not seen today. He was African American, late thirties, with a wife and two kids. He said, without looking up:
"Gibbs, what do you want now?" I stared shocked for a second and ask the mother of all stupid answers:
"How do you know my name?" I inwardly cringed at how stupid I sounded. He looked up in surprise and said
"Ummm well I don't know. Are you lost? I don't remember having a fieldtrip today."
"No, sir, I'm not lost and I didn't see any other kids here today, although that might explain why the front desk lady was as annoying as hell." that time I actually got him to laugh and lean back in his chair and picked up a toothpick. When I saw the toothpick, I just about laughed.
"So you have a habit of chewin on toothpicks too, huh?" I asked, pulling out a toothpick from my own box from my jeans. He gave me a funny look and asked the question I was hoping to hear him ask since he asked me, when he though I was my dad.
"Your Jethro's family?" he asked and I replied, talking around my toothpick,
"If you mean Gibbs and by family you mean daughter than yea, pretty much."
"I thought so, I was hearing rumors about Jethro's long lost daughter returning." I was thinking about my dad's team's earlier conversation and how he couldn't spend a whole lot of time with me or around due to his job so asked my new friend:
"Hey, I got a problem and I think you could fix it. Your a man of higher power here, so I know you grant what I need. But first, a bet. I win you grant my need. If you win, you can give DiNozzo a whole lot more paperwork. I was thinking a game of poker. What do you say?"
"I'm in."
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"I win!" I said, jumping out of my seat a smile on my face. He looked down at his cards and mumbled something under his breath. He said
"What want to do you need?"
"I need agents status or at the least M.E or forensic status. My dad doesn't know how he is going to take care of me and I can't be a burden to him. I can't." he stared at me for a while, thinking about his next words.
"Tell you what, I'll grant you agent status but you are not allowed in the field until you are eighteen. Until then you are a M.E assistant. I will still think about this but I will think about this long and hard and give you an answer tomorrow morning. Don't worry about school, I see you have already graduate high school and appear to want to learn out of school and your physical status at school appears unmatched by anyway thirteen year old."
"Thank you sir, thank you so much!" I responded excitedly, literally jumping up and down. Then my dad came in.