Hello again I have decide to write a second story to Autumn's adventures with the team. Just to let you know this picks up almost a year after she joins the team and my hands kinda typed away without my brain... (if that makes any sense at all) so if something sound werid I am very sorry. Please read and review. Hope you guys like it.


I barely heard my door creek open. I was laying in my bed and I knew he was coming. All of a sudden I felt something hit me in the head.

I groaned and pulled my blankets over my head, "Go away."

Gibbs throw something else at my head, "Get up, we got to go to work."

I sighed, "It is a weekend Gibbs. Now go away," I growled at him.

"We are going to a party," Gibbs told me as he was in the bathroom fixing his tie.

I sat up, "You are kidding, right?" I laughed as I saw heels and a dress at the end of the bed, "Gibbs I don't wear dress or heels." If there was one thing I didn't do it was play dress up.

"We are guarding the Director at a big party. You need to look presentable," Gibbs put on his military metals.

"Fine then I will be one of you metals but I refuse to get all dressed up," I crossed my arms across my fuzzy pj's.

"I will get Ziva and Jenny," He threatened.

My eyes went wide. If Jenny and Ziva got wind of this they would make me wear the whole shebang. I grabbed the door handle sticking my head out of the door, "If something happens don't expected to get the dress back in one piece because I am shredding it as soon as I get the first chance."

Gibbs chuckled.

I walked out of the elevator to find the rest of the team and Jenny waiting for us. They where all dressed up too.

I had morphed myself to fit into the dress Gibbs got me but I still only look 19. The dress was simple black long with a cut up the side to just above my knee and simple black sleeves with thin pieces of cloth laid on my shoulders. My brown hair was curled with a low side ponytail.

Tony and McGee sat there gonking at me as Gibbs smacked them in the head and handed me a gun.

"You know how to use that right?" Tony asked me.

"No ya see they forgot to teach the weapon how to use a gun," I told him sarcastically rolling my eyes.

I put my gun in the holster under my dress on my leg as I heard the elevator came up. I turned to find Abby and Ducky come out of the elevator all dress up.

"You guys too?" I asked.

"Ducky is escorting the Director and Abby is being recognized at the party," Gibbs informed me as we all went down to the limos.

When we got there I got sick to my stomach. I didn't do good with high class elegant stuff. I had no idea how to act. So I walked up to Gibbs and stayed at his side as much as possible.

Most of the time we stood there by the food and watched the party making sure everything went as planned. We weren't the only guards there though. I saw one team for every Director. They were probably the best in their agency.

I stood there next to Gibbs as our Director comes up with Ducky and another Director following her. I knew who he was, the director of the FBI, but he never did get to know me before I quit.

"Hello Special Agents Jethro and Autumn. Nice to see you again," he smiled.

"Nice to see you too," if by nice you mean I want to kill you then ya really nice, I thought to myself smiling.

"So you have finally found a team you will stick with," he just called me a quitter; I gritted my teeth together as Gibbs gave me a sideways glance, "and with the famous Gibbs."

"Yes sir she has been a great asset to the team," Gibbs said as he put his hand on my shoulder.

I looked at Gibbs trying to figure out why he was being so unGibbs when I saw Jenny give him a glance. I rolled my eyes. Bosses, I thought to myself.

He stood there talking to us for a while and I keep standing there quietly and very uncomfortable. Gibbs looked at me then to Tony who was standing there with a glass of wine in his hand trying to flirt with some woman. I nodded and walking up behind him giving him a Gibbs slap.

"Oh...Boss.. I was-," he turned around as I smiled at him.

"Tony give me the wine and stop trying to get lucky. We have a job to do," I took the wine from his hand and finished it off.

"And why should I listen to you, Probie?" he laughed at as the woman walked away.

"You know the only person who gets to call me Probie is Gibbs and even he doesn't do it," I growled at him, "because Gibbs knows better than to make fun of the shape shifter who know where he sleeps at night," I threaten.

"You wouldn't..."

"Try me," we were now in each other faces.

Ziva came up from behind Tony, "Tony," she whisper aware of all the attention we were getting, "What the hell did you do now?"

"He was drinking and flirting instead of watching the Directors," I told her.

"I am pulling rank," He whispered back still trying to keep a lower profile.

I set the empty wine glass on the table and left I didn't have the patience or temper to deal with this. I walk back to Gibbs and stood there gave him annoyed look out of the corner of my eyes.

I saw the Director of the FBI signal Tony to come over. Tony put on a smile and walked over, "We don't have a problem here do we?" the Director asked.

I put on a obviously fake smile as I stomped on Tony's foot with my heel, "No, Sir no problem."

Tony let out a big breath of pain but still tried to smile.

"Excuse me but I would appreciate it if you leave mine team to me," Gibbs stepped in staring at him.

"Um.. How about we go get a drink?" Jenny tried to get the FBI director away.

"Yes you know this does remind me of that party we had in my childhood once..." Ducky started rambling on.

"DiNizzo. What hell where you thinking?" Gibbs asked smacking him.

"Sorry Boss," Tony said, "I am just getting bored. I hate these stuffy parties."

"Don't apologize, it is a sign of weakness," Gibbs repeated rule six and went back to standing there.

I took back up my spot beside him watching over the party as Tony and Ziva went back to their spots, "I tried to stop him," I told Gibbs.

"Ya well try harder next time," he said obviously mad with us.

"You know I was expecting something more alone the lines of 'Oh no, Autumn, it is OK. Tony is an ass and a pain to deal with," I did a crappy Gibbs impression.

Gibbs stood there still mad and I sighed.

The rest of the party was boring and stuffy just like Tony said. Gibbs and I where now in the car half way home, and I throw my heels in the backseat rubbing my feet.

I hissed in pain, "I have been in more pain than any kind of torture you could think of but I have never ever felt anything as bad as wearing heels all day on your feet."

Gibbs chuckled. "What you think I am joking? Let's see how long you last in them," I laughed.

The car became quiet and I nodded, "That is what I thought and why aren't we allowed to eat at those things? I am surprised I didn't pass out."

"Because we are exposed have our full attention on the Director," Gibbs pulled in front of the house.

I got inside and went straight into my room to change into something more comfortable as Gibbs went down to work on his boat. I took off the dress and morphed myself into a pair of jeans and a baggy shirt, typical weekend clothes. I went into the kitchen to get started on supper since Gibbs idea of a meal was take out.

I turned on the radio and pulled out a pan putting some pork chops on it. This had been our weekend for the last year now, give or take a week or two. I did the cooking and housework, Gibbs took care of me financial and, of course, if I need someone to talk to Gibbs was always there. I was pretty sure Gibbs found it better then living alone because every time I told him I could live on my own he always tells me nope ending the conversation with a smile.

I plated the pork chops and some sweet corn. I took the plates down to the boat giving one to him.

"Do you mind if I stay down here? You got the only TV," I said nodding towards the old dusty TV in the corner.

"Nope," he pulled up two boxes up in front of it brushing sawdust of out them.

I handed him the plate and sat down as Gibbs hand me some of his unmarked alcohol. I took a drink, "Wow Gibbs," I winced, "What is it?"

He smiled, "Bourbon. You sip it, Autumn."

I nodded with food in my mouth as I watched the news.

I put the plates away after we finished and we went to work on his boat making some small talk.

"So how do you get this out of here when you're done anyway? Last year you did it when I was on that undercover case and then you burned it which still confuses me," I stood there sanding the boat.

"I burn them on my ex-wives anniversary of the days we split," he said ignoring my original question.

"All three of them," I laughed.

"Yep," he laughed with me as we continued our normal afternoon.