Silver War
You have received your orders and are now the single, common link between America and Israel, NCIS and Mossad, the truth and a myriad of shadowed lies. Deputy Director David accepts that you volunteer for the liaison position because who would be better than his own daughter, who would be better than the best? He naively believes that you want this job to help your country and maybe this is true, but your real motivation is you need an escape, you need the time to cipher the last gift that Ari ever gave you –the gift of confirmation that your father may not be an honest man. So you flee to America, a land of promise and strangers and Jenny Sheppard, who welcomes you with open arms. . . .
Gibbs is angry, which is understandable, because, after all, your last encounter with him was not the most cordial –granted, you saved his life, but also inherited the responsibility of Caitlin Todd's death, an responsibility which is justified because you were the one that let Ari off his leash. And apparently Jen did not inform him of his personnel change, but you can hardly be blamed for that communication error. As you go to make a graceful –or as graceful as any fallen angel can be- exit, the silver-haired marine follows you, wondering aloud why you were leaving when he distinctly recalled not dismissing you and with a smile and well dealt slap to the back of your head, you are permitted to stay. However, he confiscates your weapon arsenal –your entire arsenal, for that matter. He does return your knife, though, with warning that he knows you have it.
You are given a hat with a hole (for ventilation, apparently) and direct orders to remain hands-off, observation only.
By the end of the day Gibbs tolerates you, Special Agent Dinozzo is silently terrified of you, Special Agent McGee is happy to have you aboard, Dr. Mallard –er, Ducky- is, well, pleased to see you, Abby Sciuto, the goth scientist that loves everybody, hates you with a passion. You nearly killed Special Agents McGee and DiNozzo driving home from a crime scene, failing to gain their understanding in the fact that one must drive fast to avoid possible ambushes and mortar attacks. Gibbs is not impressed by this excuse, nor the tinge of green on Special Agent DiNozzo's countenance.
Yet you are unspokenly forgiven for this transgression because you saved Dr. Mallard and effectively caught –killed- the murderer, proving yourself and your ability to wield your weaponry. Gibbs arrives with reinforcements and you go to your new apartment, happy.
You take the fact that you are allowed back tomorrow as a promising sign.