AN: Happy weekend.
Y: Young
She can hear Tony's voice ringing out across the bullpen as he makes one of his trademark sweeping statements. "Gibbs was never young. He landed here fully developed when his home planet exploded." She can't help but smirk. Gibbs has developed a mythical legacy within the agency. If only the younger agents knew the Gibbs she had. The Gibbs who would make horrible, funny sexual innuendos, and cuss like the former Marine he was. The Gibbs who was still young and only in his third marriage. She missed the Gibbs who found no reason to be politically correct. She knows that most of his political correctness is her fault.
She walks down the steps intent on surprising Gibbs' distracted team. "He was young once DiNozzo." He jumps and she allows herself a brief smirk. "When I was on his team with Burley-"
Tony cuts her off. "You were on Gibbs team with Burley?"
"Yeah, it made for an extremely interesting team dynamic. Anyway when Burley and I were on his team we were working this case where our dead Petty Officer's wife just so happened to be very red-headed." She allows herself a small laugh at the case she hasn't thought of in so many years. "Gibbs contaminated evidence because she walked in front of him."
"How did he manage to do that?" Tony questions.
"He tripped and dropped the evidence container."
"I can't believe the bossman-" Tony stops mid-sentence and she knows that she's been caught.
"Thanks for ruining my reputation, Jen." She knows that she's in for it now as she wonders what story of her misspent youth he will regale his agents with. "Do you remember your first autopsy? You lost your cookies on the first incision, and also contaminated evidence—with the remnants of a beagle and coffee."
"You win this round," she concedes.
That Night, Director's Office
"I could have done without a dressing-down in front of my team." He says as he grabs himself a glass of bourbon.
"And my life would be a hell of a lot easier if you stopped punching perps." She smiles at his back. "You can't always get what ya wa-aa-nt," she sings at him.
"Did you just do that? Ah, never mind, for the record though, I didn't trip because the wife walked in front of me. I tripped because you," he points a finger at her in accusation, "bent over."
"I wish I could say the same about my first autopsy, but I just hated blood, oh, the trials of youth." She smirks.
AN: I'm going to start freaking out be warned. Oh my goodness I can't believe that I have made it through twenty-five of these. I can't believe that you have made it through twenty-five of these. When I started this, I had no idea I would ever finish it. Wow. Well ladies and gents we have one to go so I would very much like everyone to tell me their favorite so far. Again I say wow, this is insane. :)