So, I had a really hard time writing the part where she met the team. Not sure why, but for some reason it just wasn't working for me. S if you guys don't like it, or want more or something, please tell me! Or if you have any suggestions on how I can make it better? Tell me that too! I think I had a hard time because I really just wanted to get to the bonfire chapter. I was gonna put it in here, but that would have been too long. So let me know what you think of this chapter or what you want to see happen next!
I am working late tonight, but I get to be on my comp, so hopefully I can get the next chapter written and have it up probably sometime tomorrow.
Gibbs was a little surprised when he pulled up to his house that night after work and all the lights seemed to be off. He quietly made his way inside, not wanting to wake Amelia if she was already asleep, even though it was only nine in the evening. Once inside he saw the glow of the TV coming from the living room and walked in. Not paying attention to what was on the TV Gibbs walked around the couch,
"Amelia?" he asked quietly. Without warning he was hit by a pillow as his daughter screamed loudly. He quickly flipped on the light switch, flooding the room with light and saw his daughter cowering under a blanket. Taking a look at the TV he understood her actions. On the screen was a creepy looking man running after a young girl down a dark street. Apparently he had walked in right at the climax of the movie.
"You scared me so bad!" Amelia exclaimed, coming out from under the blanket. Gibbs chuckled slightly,
"I'm sorry; I didn't realize you were in the middle of a scary movie."
"Next time announce yourself or something," she said sarcastically, smiling just a little as the credits rolled on the screen.
"Did you have a good day?" he asked her, amazed that she had actually used some expression when talking to him instead of the monotone she had adapted recently. Amelia shrugged,
"It was fine. How was your day?" Gibbs was even more amazed, not only was she talking to him, but she was asking him about his day. If you were to ask Amelia why the sudden change in attitude she wouldn't have an answer for you. She was just in a good mood and felt like talking.
"My day was slow. We were just finishing up paperwork today." Amelia nodded,
"Sounds boring," she said truthfully.
"It was," he paused for a moment, thinking before speaking, "My team really wants to meet you," he told her.
"Oh?" She didn't quite know what to say to that. She figured it might be good to know the people he worked with, but she wasn't too sure about it.
"Yeah. We are going to have them over for lunch tomorrow, if you're ok with that," he figured he should at least run it by her, even though he doubted his team would stay away now.
"Sure, whatever. What time will they be here?"
"Around noon."
"Alright. Well I'm gonna go to bed. See you in the morning," she stood and started toward the stairs. Gibbs was a little annoyed at the way she seemed to blow him off and he watched her walk upstairs. Halfway up she stopped and turned around,
"Next time make some noise. Don't go sneaking around when I'm watching scary movies," she told him, smiling. Gibbs smiled back and watched as she went the rest of the way upstairs. After a few minutes he went to work on his boat for a while before going to bed.
The next day Gibbs was up early, as always, and was very surprised when his daughter walked into the kitchen at quarter past seven.
"What are you doing up?" he asked, expecting Amelia to have wanted to sleep late on the weekend.
"I'm gonna go for a run. I just wanted to get something to eat first," she told him as she opened the fridge and began pulling out a few things.
"You don't know the area, you could get lost," Gibbs told her. She shrugged,
"I can find my way," she said simply.
"I don't want you going alone," he said.
"Well then come with me. But I always run on Saturday mornings and I'm not going to stop just because I might get lost."
"Fine, I'll go with you," he told her, heading back upstairs to change. He figured the grocery shopping could wait a few hours. When he got back downstairs Amelia had changed also and was ready to go. Silently they headed out the door and began jogging down the street. Gibbs was surprised at how good of a runner Amelia was. She was quite fast and had good endurance, though he had no problem keeping up with her. After a while of running they turned back towards the house and when they got to the end of the street Amelia sprinted off,
"Race you!" she called over her shoulder as she ran as fast as she could. Gibbs quickly took off after her but she had had enough of a start that he could not catch up. "I win," she said when he got to the house.
"That wasn't fair, you cheated."
"Did not."
"We will just have to race again, see who wins this time."
"Sounds like a plan," she said as they both headed to their separate bathrooms. Gibbs finished his shower first and decided to go ahead to the store. When he got home it was almost eleven and he started cooking some of the food, knowing his team was likely to show up early. Sure enough, around eleven thirty he heard the front door open.
"Gibbs?" he heard Abby call. It didn't surprise him that she had just walked into the house, or that she was the first one there. Abby was definitely the most eager to meet his new daughter, with Tony close behind of course.
"In the kitchen Abs," he called back. A few seconds later the Goth scientist walked into the kitchen, holding a few things in her arms. "What is this Abby?"
"Mashed potatoes, and a gift for Amelia," Abby told him brightly, "Where is she?" she looked around as if expecting to see the teenager jump out from behind something.
"She's upstairs in her room." Abby looked a little disappointed, "She'll be down soon," he said as he heard more people walk into the house. Soon enough the whole team was there and his daughter was still upstairs. After a few more minutes Gibbs walked to the bottom of the stairs and called for his daughter to come down.
Ever since Amelia had heard people beginning to come in downstairs she had been pacing around her room. For some reason she was incredibly nervous about meeting these people, which was weird because she usually never got nervous when meeting new people. She wasn't sure why she was feeling this way, but she knew that she didn't like it. She had dressed comfortably, wearing her favorite pair of jeans and a blue and grey stripped sweater with a pair of well broken in uggs. She stayed in her room for as long as she could before Gibbs was calling her down to join them. Taking a deep breath she went downstairs and into the room full of people. Upon first glance they all seemed to be normal people and she felt herself relax a little bit.
"Amelia, this is Tony DiNozzo, Ziva David, and Tim McGee, they're agents. This is Abby Scuito, our forensic scientist, and this is Dr. Donald Mallard, our ME," Gibbs told her, introducing each person. Amelia smiled,
"Nice to meet you," she told them politely. Her mother had taught her well when it came to meeting new people and how to act around them so she was easily able to cover her nervousness.
"Everyone, this is my daughter Amelia." Before anyone could say anything Abby had thrown herself around the teenager in a hug.
"It's so nice to meet you! I've wanted to meet you so bad! Ever since Gibbs told us about you! And here you are! You're so pretty!" Amelia had been a little surprised at first, not expecting to be greeted by such a happy and hyper person, but she felt herself smiling. Abby reminded her a little of her friend Marissa back in New York.
"Ok Abby, let the girl go, you're going to suffocate her," Tony said. Abby stepped back,
"Sorry, I'm just really excited," Abby explained. Amelia smiled,
"It's alright," she said. An awkward silence enveloped the group,
"Well, should we go eat?" Ducky asked, breaking the silence. Everyone gratefully made their way into the kitchen and took a seat at the table. Amelia ended up sitting between Tony and Ducky, across from Ziva.
"So Amelia, what classes are you taking in school?" Tim asked once everyone had their food. Amelia told them the different classes she was taking. Tony made a face,
"That sounds horrible," he told her. Amelia laughed a little,
"It's not that bad," she told him, "Only my English class. It sucks."
"I never liked English," Tony admitted.
"I'm pretty sure my teachers had it out for me since day one! It's crazy."
"Tim here is an author," Abby pointed out.
"Really? What kind of books do you write?"
"I write Deep Six, I'm Thom E. Gemcity," he told her.
"Seriously? My best friend loves your books! She's going to be so jealous when I tell her I met you." The group laughed a little bit at her enthusiasm. As they talked more she wasn't sure why she had ever been nervous in the first place. She found that she was actually really comfortable around this group of people. Gibbs was incredibly surprised and a little annoyed that she was opening up to them and getting along with them so easily. She had hardly said much to him since they had met, and it was always with some sort of attitude.
So far they had all avoided asking her personal questions about her family as no one wanted to upset her and they weren't quite sure how she would react. The rest of the afternoon was spent making small talk and getting to know each other. While Amelia was not just going to tell them her life story, she found that she trusted these people a little and could tell them a few very impersonal details about her life. Most of the things, however, someone could find out by looking at her Facebook. Amelia was in the middle of telling Tony about a prank she and her friends had pulled when they were younger when Gibbs' phone rang. He walked into the next room to answer it and came back in a few minutes later.
"Well looks like the party's over. We have a dead marine," he told his team. Everyone groaned but began gathering up their stuff and heading out the door. Each one of them telling Amelia that they enjoyed meeting her and that they hoped to see her again soon.
Eventually it was just Gibbs and Amelia left in the house,
"You alright if I go to work?" he asked.
"I'm fine. I've stayed by myself all week, one more day is nothing," she said as she cleaned up some of the dishes.
"I'll probably be working late tonight. Not sure what time I'll get home."
"That's fine. I'll see you tomorrow then." He had noticed the change in her demeanor once the team had left and it was very frustrating. He would have to talk to Ducky tonight and see what he had to say about it. He said goodbye to his daughter and headed off to NCIS.
Once he was gone Amelia grinned. With Gibbs not in the house it would be easy for her to just leave to meet up with her friends to head out to the bonfire. Sure, she could have just asked Gibbs if she could go, but for some reason she couldn't figure out sneaking out seemed like a much better idea. In New York she wouldn't have considered it sneaking out, since her parents had never really cared where she was going or with whom. But here, with the rules Gibbs had set for her, she felt the need to break as many of them as she could.
After finishing up in the kitchen she ran upstairs to get ready to leave. Soon her hair was done and she had put on a little more makeup and she was heading out the door. Jumping in Luke's car she smiled at him,
"Hey," she said.
"Hey. I thought you were sneaking out?"
"He's not home. It's a little disappointing actually," she said, "But let's go!" Luke laughed and pointed his car in the direction of the woods they were having the bonfire in. It was going to be an interesting night, he thought.
So let me know what you think of this chapter or what you want to see happen next! I have an idea of what is going to happen, but I'm always open to suggestions. Hope you liked it!
