Competition
He's the senior agent. Right below Gibbs. He's good at his job. No, great at his job. He's smart, savvy and funny.
He's competition.
Not in a completely bad way. He's competition because of what he teaches me. Because of how he passes his knowledge on.
And because of Abby.
They're friends. Best friends. He knows more about her then I ever will.
That's my competition.
Now, he's dying because of some stupid woman.
I like the competition and I like the lessons.
Hell, I even like being called "Probie."
He can't die.
It wouldn't be the same around here.