A/N: HEY Y'ALL! IT'S SUMMER AND I'M LOVING IT! I WENT TO SIX FLAGS OR YESTERDAY SO I WORTE THIS CHAPTER ON THE RIDE UP. SORRY FOR TAKING FOREVER TO UPDATE. OH, AND THANKS FOR ALL THE GREAT REVIEWS FROM LAST CHAPTER ASKING ABOUT THE PRIVATE SESSIONS, WHICH MADE ME HAPPY BECAUSE I AM GOING TO HAVE LOADS OF FUN WRITING THEM, BUT FOR NOW, YOU'LL HAVE TO SETTLE FOR MORE OF THE TEAM THERAPY. HOPE YOU LOVE IT!

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Tony grinned largely at Abby, glaring at everyone else. "Thank you Abby, I'm glad someone around here appreciates me. It's why I love you the best." I couldn't help but notice McGee glance angrily at Tony for these words. Jealousy? Hmm. There were a lot of unresolved issues here. I couldn't wait to see where it ended.

I decided to continue our discussion on a more personal note. "There seems to be a lot of finger poiting going on here. I noticed it yesterday, too, and I actually wanted to discuss some of what was siad. For example, you all seemed to have an odd fascination with accusing others of having fascinations about death. Tony, you cliamed that Abby 'fanticises about killing people' and that Ziva is a 'psychopathic murderer. Then you two, Abby and Ziva, agreed... what inticed these claims?"

Abby merely grinned at me, "Like they said, I can kill someone and leave no forensic evidence." It she replied in a tone that gave me the impression that she thought that was totally normal.

"Have you ever thought about how these seemingly "harmless" threats make everyone else feel?"

"I don't do it to be mean. I am a very nice person, they just need to not to make me angry, because I don't like to be angry, I like to be happy and give people hugs and..."

"Right," I said, realizing I would just have to talk to her about it later, "and what about you Ziva?"

"Like I said, I do kill people for a living, as I am an assassin. But I think saying I am psychopathic is going a little bit too far."

You have got to be kidding me. "You... are an assassin?" I began, not really knowing how I should be reacting to this news, "Where does that fit in with all of this?" I went with the most basic reply I could. The kind we were taught during the beginning of our training for this that could be asked in just about any situation.

"I am a Mossad assasssin. My father is the director of Mossad. A few year ago..."

"Three years five months." Tony interrupted. Everyone turned to stare at him. "Just saying..." He tried to cover up his show of attention.

"Continue, Ziva." I prompted to get the attention away from him. It worked, except that Ziva kept giving Tony funny looks the whole time she was talking.

"Ummm... oh yes, a few... three year and five months ago, I was ordered to come to the United States to work for NCIS as a liaison officer. Ever since I have been working for Gibbs as Tony's partner."

"And everyone here was comfortable with this... exchange."

"She's a hell of an agent." Gibbs said. I swear he could say the most things with the fewest words possible.

"Well, I hated her when she first got here." Abby piped up. This actually surprised me. Miss I-love-everybody-goth-girl over here didn't like the assassin. Wonder why?

"Why?"

"I missed Kate. She was my best friend, so I resented Ziva for it."

"You don't know the half of it." I heard Gibbs mumble. Hmm...

"What was that, Gibbs?"

"What? Umm... Nothing."

"Yes it was."

"Nope." And he gave one of those looks I've seen him give a few times to let me know the conversation was over. I made a note to bring it up again later. He seemed to be a man of many secrets. They all did, actually.

Abby gave off one of those I-know-everything-that's-going-on-here-I'm-just-going-to-wait-until-you-ask-to-tell-you vibes. I had the feeling that there was a lot that she wasn't saying here, but that if I asked her personally later she would tell me everything I needed to know, and that my personal session with her was going to be one of the shortest and most informative.

McGee was obviously close to Abby, I was definitely going to have them come together for their private session. He probably knew just as much as Abby about everything that went on, just because she told him everything. I think she had him wrapped around her finger. I don't really know much about him yet; he's giving off a this-is-getting-awkward-I-don't-know-why-I'm-here vibes. But so far I didn't feel that he had kept anything back. He was at least honest.

Tony and Ziva were something. There is no one word to describe them. I also can't describe them individually, they were a package deal. Like peanut butter and jelly, like salt and pepper, like skin and bone. They were designed for each other. You can tell by the way they move. When one shifts position, the other will completely in sync, without even thinking. And they do this funny thing with their eyes, too. Almost like they can have an entire conversation in one look. They definitely knew more about each other and everyone else than they let on.

Director Shepard had a teasing I-know-exactly-what-you're-thinking energy about her. She seemed, like Abby, to know exactly what was going on around her, the only difference with her and Abby was it was her job to know this stuff. She hadn't spoken much, so I didn't know much about her, except that she seemed to have a close bond with this team, and with the way Gibbs was looking at her, I think at one point in time she had a history with this team as well.

Gibbs was.... special. I don't know what was about him, but he had this atmosphere about him that I couldn't really describe. He was strong and confident. I could tell by looking at him that he would be a good leader, yet by the way he wouldn't speak unless he had something important to say gave me the impression that he was not very arrogant about it. Like he knew he was good, he just didn't flaunt it. The strong and silent type, someone to be respected. And the team did respect him, but not like a boss, but like a father. That much was obvious. They were like one big happy family.

Thinking of the family reminded me about the rules imposed by the father of the family. Abby had listed them off in her poem, but I couldn't remember all of the, just a certain few that had stood out. I had to bring them up.

"Gibbs, what about these rules you have for the team?" The reaction to this simple question was astounding. Gibbs glared, Jenny scoffed, McGee sat nervously, Abby grinned, and Tony and Ziva glanced at each other, blushing, and with a somewhat guilty expression on their faces. Hmm.... someone obviously didn't follow these rules too closely.

"Yeah, I've got rules." Gibbs responded.

I pause for him to continue. When he didn't I prompted him. "Why?"

This time his reaction surprised me. His expression went blank for a second, like you see in the movies on characters faces during a flashback. I could barely make out a whisper. "Everybody needs a set of rules they can follow."

Considering the look on the faces of everyone else, I wasn't the only one who was lost here. This was a deep dark Gibbs-secret.

"What was that?" I tried to get more information out of his expression, but in a split second he had snapped out of it.

"The marines. I learned them, and they worked for me, I figure they can work for them." This was something I was definitely going to have to discuss with him later. He was undoubtedly hiding something, but I moved on.

"Some of them in particular caught my attention... such as. Rules four, seven, and twelve." Heh, twelve was unmistakably a rough spot for them. Great facial expressions guys! "Let's start with four. Something about keeping secrets. Does someone want to explain that to me. Abby, you did a good job with the poem. How about you?"

"If you have a secret, don't tell anyone. But if you absolutely have to, tell one other person. Besides that, it's need to know."

"That worries me," I started, "you shouldn't keep secrets from each other. You need to keep open with each other. Tell everyone all your secrets. Talking helps." At this Ziva looked at me funny.

"Do you actually believe that, or is it part of your job that you have to?"

"Of course I believe it. Why wouldn't I? Talking your feelings over with someone helps you come to terms with them, gives you a deeper understanding of yourself, and empowers you to make changes in your life. It is a technique that works."

"I am sorry, but I do not agree with that at all. Talking about feelings nobody wishes to discuss merely brings up negative topics, which leads to fighting and more negative feelings."

At this point all I could think was 'damn this chick had one messed up childhood'. "Ziva, I do not want to get into an argument about this now. But you obviously have some traumatic childhood experience that led you to believe it is not okay to talk." At this she looked angry. "But it is." I continued, "Now if you want we can finish this discussion tomorrow, but right now I want to focus on this rule about keeping secrets. Keeping secrets is a terrible way to form good relationships with people. You all have to learn to communicate what you are thinking with words rather than actions. Gibbs, I would highly suggest you lift that rule, because all it will do is create unnecessary problems for your team." He grunted, but not in consent. It was more of a 'yeah right' than anything. "And what about number seven. When you lie, be specific. Now lies are being encouraged?"

"I'm not encouraging lying." Gibbs said avoiding the question. "I am saying if you're going to don't get caught."

"Look, all this secrecy and lying is not good for team bonding. We are going to need to do something about this." I thought for a minute. "Okay, tomorrow, for the first half of your group session, we are going to be doing a activity instead of the group therapy, I will arrange it and tell you about it tomorrow during the private sessions. Moving on. What about this rule twelve. Never date a coworker, right?"

"Yup."

"Does anyone have a problem with that?" With that Gibbs just glared at them, daring anyone to say they had a problem with that. There were many awkward glances and avoiding looks, but there was a chorus of 'Nope' and then a very awkward silence. That was the most obvious lie I'd ever heard.

"Okay, I've just made a whole speech about how I feel about lying. Are you all sure there is no problem with this rule?" A chorus of 'Yes' was heard, but with the same awkwardness. This was the most confusing family I'd ever met.

Yep, they were a family all right, but after the reactions to that conversation I realized I didn't know how everyone fit into that family? McGee and Tony were obviously like brothers, and Abby and Ziva were the sisters. Gibbs and the director were the parents, but if my brother looked at me the way Tony looks at Ziva, or McGee at Abby, I would probably punch him and put out a restraining order. I wanted to talk to them separately and figure out what they thought of the 'family', because they obviously weren't going to talk in front of each other. And so that was what I decided.

"Do you know what," I said abruptly, ending the silence that had been building since I had gotten lost in thought, "there seems to be a lot going on here that you are all refusing to discuss. Tomorrow morning I want Gibbs and Jenny in at seven, when they are done, McGee and Abby, then Ziva and Tony. Don't be late, the private sessions should take about an hour, have a nice evening."

Anita's ending notes for the session: I really can't wait for tomorrow. This team completely fascinates me, beyond all of my other clients. I'm going to go against what I normally do, and ask questions that are deliberately posed to make them nervous and awkward, because right now their reactions are more helpful to me than their words... and the most awkward situations have been causing them to give off some pretty unique reactions. I hope they sleep well tonight, because they sure as hell won't tomorrow night.

A/N: I SAW A 'MCBEAN PARKWAY' YESTERDAY AND THOUGHT OF POOR LITTLE TIMMY. JUST HAD TO SHARE. :D HOPE YOU LIKED IT. AND DON'T FORGET: LIKE TIVA, REVIEWS ARE LOVE.