DISCLAIMER- SADLY I DON"T OWN ANYTHING TO DO WITH NCIS... DONALD P. BELLISARIO IS ONE LUCKY GUY ;)
1) Who? What? When? Just Explain.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs was a strange man. He usually fell asleep beside the boat he was working on, he drinks bourbon from a jar that was filled with bolts and was usually awoken by a cell phone call from Tony.
Tonight was different. He drank bourbon, a lot of bourbon, in his basement, from the bottle, and then proceeded to get another bottle before he dazedly saw someone come into the basement. The person was a woman and looked oddly familiar. "Who are you?" he cried drunkenly.
The woman, he saw, had tears glistening down her cheeks. "Tomorrow, Gibbs." She muttered, taking the bottle from his hand, putting his tools away and turning out the main lights. She lightly grabbed his hand and led him up the stairs. "Which one?" she asked.
Gibbs looked around, disorientated. He stumbled away from the woman's grip and looked in each room. He then found his at the end of the hallway. "This one." He said pointing.
"Ok. I'll be down stairs." She said, making her way down slowly.
As the woman went down, she heard Gibbs say "Sleep in the spare!"
She laughed a little. "Goodnight." When in the lounge room, the woman spotted a black book on the bench. She sighed as her fingers caressed the words 'Caitlin Todd' and a little smile appeared on her face.
Jethro awoke the next morning with a headache. He then, with what effort he had, flung himself out of his bed after vaguely remembering the woman from last night. Gibbs, to his heads displeasure, ran down the stairs and saw someone on his couch. Cautiously he walked forwards to see... No, it couldn't be. He knew his eyes were bad, but this was craziness. "Morning Gibbs." Caitlin Todd greeted her former boss.
"Who are you?" Gibbs asked uncertainly, stepping back.
She laughed. "Kate, Gibbs. Caitlin 'Kate' Todd. I supposedly died but, as you can see, I didn't."
"You're dead. Ari Haswari shot you. I saw it. You were dead at my feet. You didn't move a muscle. You're heart stopped beating. I know." Gibbs said firmly.
"No... He didn't shoot me." Kate said guiltily. "That...was... uh... The sister I never told you about. The... uh...person who was shot was my twin, Diana Todd." she sniffed.
"What in the world was Diana doing at NCIS?" Gibbs asked defensively.
"My cold turned into a full blown Flu and I knew that you needed to be protected, so I asked Diana to cover for me, because she had quit FBI. She agreed and... Lost her life because I asked for a favour." Kate bowed her head in shame.