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"Dad?"

Sherlock stiffened at the words, slowly pulling away from Kylie. Her face had paled slightly and she was staring at the person in the doorway.

That person happened to be Leroy Jethro Gibbs, staring the pair down as he held a knapsack over his shoulder.

It took Kylie a moment for the shock to subside and become very aware of her position… her extremely compromising position with Sherlock.

Shit….

"Hey Dad!" she said nervously as she brought her hands down and gently pushed Sherlock away slightly so that they weren't nearly as compromising, "This… this isn't what it looks like."

She stopped and felt the heat rising her to her face while Gibbs kept staring at them silently.

"We were just working a case," Kylie said quickly, "He's a friend," she told him, motioning to Sherlock, "Just a friend… and a colleague… and a friend…"

He just kept staring at the two of them, causing Kylie to squirm while Sherlock just stared back.

Kylie looked between the two of them uncomfortably.

Her marine father was having a staring contest with her slightly difficult friend who she was about to kiss while he held her up against a wall in an extremely compromising position.

…. yeah… this would end well.

"So…" Kylie said trying to get her dad onto another topic… or at least say something. She hated it when he just stared. "… this is Sherlock."

More staring.

"How are you Dad?" she asked in a sickly sweet voice, walking over to him, placing her still tied hands over his head to give him a hug.

Breaking his staring contest with Sherlock, Gibbs put his arms around his daughter kissing the side of her head.

"You two get a little tied up in a case Ky?" Gibbs said with a slight smile on his face as Kylie pulled away from him.

Kylie gave her Dad a look before saying "You've been hanging out way too much with Tony."

Gibbs just smiled at her while gently untying the rope from around her wrists. "Must be some case if you couldn't come home for Christmas."

"So you came to me." Kylie said smiling. "Navy fly you out?"

"Hopped on a C-130 right after work." Gibbs said before turning his attention to the dark haired detective, "Sherlock Holmes," he said as he walked over, holding out his hand, "I've heard a lot about you."

He shifted awkwardly before excepting his hand and forcing a smile on his face, "Pleasure to meet you."

"uh huh," Gibbs said, not convinced of the detectives sincerity.

Gibbs just stared as Sherlock shifted awkwardly before looking at Kylie, silence took over the flat once more.

"So, you've met Sherlock now," Kylie interjected.

"Yep," Gibbs said as he refused to take his eyes off the detective.

"Dad…"

"What?"

"Stop."

"Stop what?"

Kylie glared at her father.

"I should be… getting…back upstairs," Sherlock said in a tone Kylie hadn't heard before, "make sure that they havent destroyed my flat yet, or ruined my experiments," he said bitterly as he walked towards the door.

"I'll be back up in a bit," Kylie told him with a small smile.

Sherlock paused before he put his hand on the knob, turning back to Gibbs, giving him a small smile that he only reserved for the times that either Kylie or John made him comply with social norms.

"It was…" he trailed off, looking at Kylie, "Nice to meet you."

"You too," Gibbs told him.

Sherlock's eyes flicked to Kylie once more, holding her gaze for a moment before he left the room, leaving the two of them alone.

"Wow," Gibbs said turning to his daughter, "That was painful for him."

"Leave him alone Dad," Kylie told him as she smiled, "He barely talks to people on somedays."

"He always talks to you though," Gibbs said with a knowing smile as he sat on the couch.

"We're just friends Dad," Kylie said walking into the kitchen to grab a bottle of whiskey and two glasses.

"Whatever you say Ky."

Kylie set the cups on the table, pouring them each some whiskey.

"We are Dad."

"Okay."

Kylie paused as she sat on the couch next to him.

"I'm glad you're here Dad. I was going to miss spending Christmas with you," Kylie said picking up the glass and taking a sip. "Though a little warning next time would be nice."

Gibbs grinned, "Why? So I cant catch you about to kiss your colleague?"

"We were not about to kiss!" Kylie groaned, "We were trying to figure out how our victim got her bruising pattern."

"Uh-huh…"

"We were."

Gibbs just looked at her, "Just remember Rule number 12."

"Never date a co-worker?" Kylie said looking at him incredulously. "There's nothing between us Dad!"

There's not… right?

"Yeah, that's why you look at him in that way."

"What way?"

"The same way your mother used to look at me."

Kylie sighed; there was no winning this argument. She wasn't about to kiss him… she wasnt… she had her own shit to deal with right now. Bringing Sherlock in on it wasn't going to end well.

They sat in silence for a moment before Gibbs took a sip of whiskey before saying, "Thomas came by the other day."

Kylie stopped her hand as it was bringing her cup of whiskey to her lips.

"He told me the two of you broke up and you aren't taking his calls," Gibbs continued, trying to read his daughter.

She was just frozen, staring at her whiskey. She hadn't told her father anything that had happened. She had just told him she had received a new job and left like a coward. She couldn't let him find her.

"Did you tell him where I was?" she asked quietly.

Gibbs looked at her, his fears confirmed. "What happened between the two of you?"

"Did you tell him where I am?" Kylie asked firmly.

"No, Kylie. I did not," Gibbs said getting frustrated. "What happened?"

"Nothing," Kylie said not looking him in the eye and struggling to keep her voice steady, "I got a job, we broke up, and that's it."

"Stop lying to me Kylie," Gibbs said raising his voice. "You become secretive and suddenly move across the globe to take a job out of the blue; one that you didn't even tell me you were applying for right after you break up with your long-term boyfriend? That's not a coincidence."

"You dont believe in coincidences," she told him quietly.

"Stop dancing around the question, Kylie," he growled.

She couldn't look her father in the eye. She loved him. She hated lying to him. And yet, she was choosing to push him away in order to protect him from himself. Only God knew what he would do if he knew the truth.

"I… I cant talk about it," she told him quietly.

"Why not?"

"Because… because I'm not ready to face what really happened, Dad."

Her father paused as he stared at his daughter.

"He hurt you…"

Kylie shut her eyes, allowing a tear to escape.

"What did he do?" Gibbs asked, "He hit you? Cheat on you?"

"Please Dad," she told him, finally meeting his eye, "Please, I am asking you to please drop this. I just need to avoid him and start over. I'll get through the rest."

Gibbs shut his mouth and nodded begrudgingly to his daughter, knowing he wasn't going to get the full story out of her.

"Thank you," she said quietly as she hugged her father.

"I just want to keep you safe," he told his daughter quietly as he returned her embrace.

"I'm safe here, Dad," she told him as she tucked her head into his neck like she did when she was a child.

…Little did she know how wrong she was…

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