Disclaimer: I do not own anyone from NCIS. All names used for characters where made from my imagination (Chelsea, Alex, Jason, and Marc are all ORIGINAL characters).Any names are honest coincidences.
Summery: Gibbs and crew are summoned to teach at a "camp" in Orlando about US special forces. Insanity insures. On the good side; KATE ISN'T DEAD! And Gibbs finds love.
The kids where all sitting at the table as the rest of Gibbs' team walked up. As they did, Gibbs faced a dilemma. How would he refer to them as a whole? Kids might make them feel under-estimated…he knew that wouldn't be good. Young Adults? Sounded stupid. Adolescents? Even worse. Saying all right now teens would get him laughed at. 'What about ya'll…' he mentally slapped himself. What would he call a team of teenagers to address them as whole? Then he slapped himself again, this time physically. Harley looked at him quizzically.
"Gibbs sir, are you alright?" He shook his head.
"Yes Harley I'm fine. Now team; I would like you to meet my other team, the people I work with." Marc grumbled under his breath,
"Joy." Chelsea was rolling a soccer ball around her lap. Alex was messing with some sort of mobile thing. Jason was leaned back talking to a young woman at the table next to them and Harley sat blinking at him waiting for him to continue. This was NOT going to work. He glared at the group.
"Mr. Lavery! You will NOT back-talk or be a smart ass under me. Ms. Darton, put that ball down and listen. Mr. Hooper…" he snatched the device (much to Alex's protest) "I had better not EVER see you playing around with this thing when I or another official here or ever is addressing you. And Mr. Emerald, QUIT flirting with that girl." The group was looking at him surprise.
"Now. I will lay down one of my first rules with you. When I am talking to you, one on one or as a group lecture; you WILL listen to me and give me your full attention. Is that clear?" All of them nodded still slightly shocked except Alec who just glowered at him. Gibbs turned directly to him, leaning over the table into his face.
"Mr. Lavery I asked you a question." Marc glared back and sneered.
"Your point?"
"I expect an answer."
"You can expect all you want. You can't tell me what to do, you aren't my dad."
"And I'm damn glad by what I've seen so far. But, while you're here; you are under my watch. So like it or not until you step foot off this establishment, I am your daddy." Gibbs straightened back up.
"And that goes for all of you. I am in charge of you, so will listen to me, and follow my orders. If you don't like it, go home. Do you all understand that?" Everyone but Marc nodded again. Gibbs caught Marc's eyes, and gave him a strong glare.
"Is that understood Mr. Lavery?" Marc glared back.
"Yeah."
"Excuse me?"
"Yes sir." Marc grumbled.
"I couldn't hear you speak up." Marc stood.
"I said YES SIR!" He sat back down and glared.
"Good Lavery, now we just work on that attitude and we'll be fine." Marc didn't say anything but crossed his arms and scowled. Gibbs nodded as a signal that conversation was over, before starting his first speech again.
"As I was saying, these are my co-workers. Anthony Dinozzo, Ziva David, Timothy McGee, retired agent Katlin Todd who works strictly in the office now, our lab technician Abby Scuito, our medical examiner Dr. Donald Mallard and his assistant Jimmy Palmer." Tony grinned.
"Hi." Ziva smiled a fake smile and waved quickly before turning away. Abby grinned a huge Abby-esq. grin and waved wildly. Kate smiled sweetly and shook the nearest teen's hand. Ducky stepped forward,
"Ducky please, no one hardly ever calls me Dr. Mallard; to formal for my taste in a work place." Jimmy smiled meekly and squeaked out a 'hi', before hiding behind Ducky. McGee stepped forward then,
"Hi, you can just all me Mc…" Tony threw an arm around him
"We call him probie." McGee slapped Tony's arm off and glared at him. Tony blinked innocently.
"What?"
"You know what." McGee said as he leaned in Tony's direction. Tony slid a tiny step back.
"DINOZZO, McGee! Cut it out. Act civilized for once." Tony hung his head.
"Sorry boss."
"Yeah, sorry Gibbs."
"You better be." He gave them a warning look, before he introduced each of the kids. When he was done he cleared his throat and waited for a second for the kids to give him there attention.
"Now, it's 17 hundred, we meet back for dinner tonight at 18 hundred. That gives you an hour to get to your rooms get unpacked, freshen up and whatever else. Be here at 18 hundred; no later. Harley, Chelsea; Ziva will walk you to your room; she will also be in the room with you girls, as well as two from another group. This means she is in charge of your room, as well as the girls in the adjoining room."
"Joy…" Ziva looked thrilled (not).
"Well come on ladies." Harley and Chelsea grabbed their things and followed her. Kate also went that way; she wasn't in their room but in the room next to it.
"Now men get your things and follow Dinozzo here and McGee. I'll meet you in our room in a few minuets; I need to talk with Director Shepard first though." The boys got their stuff and followed Tony and McGee. Ducky and Jimmy headed off to find where they would be sleeping while Abby stayed behind to wait for Gibbs. Once he had "talked" with Jen he headed back and Abby walked with him.
"Was it really necessary to be so…well mean?" Gibbs looked at Abby from the corner of his eye.
"Yes. I can tell you right now Abby, these kids need discipline. Especially that one." He made a motion to Marc's ID card Abby was holding (along with everyone else's).
"Are you sure Gibbs?" Abby pulled out Harley's card.
"Don't go there Abbs. I know she's a good kid; they all are. I can tell, they just a way to show it. And besides, I know other people like Harley; she'll take everything I say as my way of showing I care."
"That's so sweet that you care Gibbs." She handed him the boys ID stuff as they walked up to the door's to the hotel rooms.
"But who else do you know that you know is like that?" Gibbs eyes twinkled as he turned to smile at Abby.
"I'll see you at dinner Abby." He turned and walked into he and the boy's room.
"Wait Gibbs! That's not fair!" She stomped her foot and pouted before noticing other people in the hallway looking at her oddly.
"Heh..." She smiled and darted into the girl's room.
Well that's all for now folks! If you couldn't tell Gibbs was alluding to the fact Harley reminds him of Abby. Note that updates my be few and far between or too much with too little time as prom is 3 weeks away, after that we have a huge tournament for my quizbowl/academic team; we have a weekend vaction planned soon to. Along with lots of big projects, and I'm supposed to start an 8th class like next month, so be warned. Oh and be nice and please review! (Hope I didn't make Gibbs seem to mean/hardcore btw…)