A/N There is a very good possibility that Jenny is NOT dead in this fic. But you get to wait and see and only I will know. Ahhh, the advantages of creating a story! The age of LJ is screwed up; so don't try to figure out how old she is! She is 11, I don't know how it works, so shh!

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Still, not mine, well, only Lexie Jo is mine! I don't own Addicted by Saving Abel either!

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Lexie Jo Shepard Gibbs sat in the chair outside the Director's office and fidgeted nervously. She was holding a picture that her mom had given her before she got dumped at a nanny's house. She knew her mom's job had been dangerous, but dangerous enough to leave her when she was five? Her mom had come back a month ago, and said that if anything happened; she was to go find Jethro Gibbs. Well, something happened and here she was.

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Gibbs headed up the stairs to Jenny's office. There was no way he could ever refer to it as anything else. Cynthia had called, him saying he needed to get up there right away. She probably saw a mouse or something, Gibbs thought with a smirk.

As he entered the little adjoining waiting room, he saw Cynthia not so subtly motioning to a girl sitting on a chair.

The girl had long red hair, bright green eyes, and was that his nose? He stared at her as she looked hard at him, then something in her hands and walked over to him.

"I'm Lexie Jo."

"Gibbs."

"That's my last name too."

Gibbs stared at her. LJ. It made sense now.

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Tony was listening to the radio on his way to the hostage scene, when a song came on that got his attention.

I'm so addicted to
all the things you do
when you're going down on me
in between the sheets
All the sounds you make
with every breath you take.
It's unlike anything, when you're loving me.

Oooh, girl, let's take it slow.
So as for you - well, you know where to go.
I want to take my love and hate you 'til the end.

It's not like you to turn away
from all the bullshit I can't take.
It's not like me to walk away. (Away, away)

I'm so addicted to
all the things you do
when you're going down on me
in between the sheets.
Oh, all the sounds you make
with every breath you take.
It's unlike anything, when you're loving me.

Yeah!

I know when it's gettin' rough.
All the times we spend.
We try to make this love
something better than
just making love again.

It's not like you to turn away.
All the bullshit I can't take.
Oh, just when I think I can walk away. (Away, away)

I'm so addicted to
all the things you do
when you're going down on me
in between the sheets.
Oh, all the sounds you make
with every breath you take.
It's unlike anything.

I'm so addicted to
the things you do
when you're going down on me.
Oh, all the sounds you make
with every breath you take.
It's unlike anything, when you're loving me.
When you're loving me.

How can I make it through
all the things you do.
There's just gotta be
more to you and me.

I'm so addicted to
all the things you do
when you're going down on me
in between the sheets.
Oh, all the sounds you make
with every breath you take.
It's unlike anything.
It's unlike anything.

I'm so addicted to
all the things you do
when you're going down on me.
Oh, all the sounds you make
with every breath you take.
It's unlike anything.
I'm so addicted to you.
Addicted to you.

"Wow," Tony muttered under his breath when the song went off.

"What was that, Tony?"

"Mind your own business McNosy."

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Tony and Mcgee got out of the car and headed towards the building, but Fornell stopped them.

"Not today, boys."

"We have orders to go in there."

"I gave you orders not to."

"But Gibbs-"

"Gibbs isn't here."

"We're waiting out here."

"Fine."

Fornell walked back towards the old warehouse.

"Fornell!"

Fornell turned at Tony's voice, "What, Agent DiNozzo?"

"How old are the kids?"

"Three and a half year old twins."

"By any chance, are their names Jack and Sophia?"

"Why?"

"I saw them earlier, they said that their Ima was missing and that a man hurt them so they ran away."

"Get in here, DiNozzo."

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As soon as Tony entered the room, he was aware of three things: a big man holding a gun to Jack's head, another big man holding a gun to Sophia's head, and Ziva standing in the corner. Wait! Ziva?

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"Why are you here, Lexie Jo?"

"It's LJ, and because my mom said to come to you when something happened."

"Is Jenny your mom?"

"Yes."

"What happened?"

"The mission wasn't completed and she left and the nanny died."

"When did Jen-I mean, when did your mom leave?"

"Two months ago."

Two months?! That means that Jenny was still alive for almost three years!

"What mission is this?"

"All I know is that my mom, aunt, and uncle are on that mission too. So I have my two cousins here too."

"Where are they?"

Gibbs followed Lexie out into the parking garage, where two kids were huddled by a car. The girl was about four, with pale green eyes, tan skin, and dark brown hair. The boy was little, not even a year. He was being held by the girl and he had brown eyes, tan skin, and light brown hair.

"This is Abigail and Isaac."

"What's their last name?"

"Haswari."

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"IMA!"

Sophia was screaming for Ziva. Ziva had a pained expression on her face the whole time and it looked like she was crying. She looked over at Fornell and saw Tony. She paled and turned away.

Tony jogged over to her, keeping his eyes trained on the gunmen.

"Go away, Tony."

"Why is Sophia calling you Ima?"

"I said go away Tony!"

Tony grasped Ziva's shoulder and stared at her, "Ziva, answer me."

"Because they are my kids."

"What?"

"They are your's too Tony."

A/N's Part 2: Okay, hope chapter two was to your liking!