Headquarters:

Aleshanee and I parked the car in the employee's parking lot and got out of the car. We made our way into the building, stopping at the receptionist's desk and getting visitor badges. We walked to the elevator and punched in the floor number. When we got into the elevator, we were next to someone dressed in all black with a spider tattoo on the back of her neck. We looked at each other and her mouth hung open. She couldn't believe she was looking into two faces. She thought she was looking into one face. She got off on the same floor as we did and it kinda scared her.

"Hey, Gibbs, check out the freak show coming our way!" Agent DiNozzo laughed.

I glared at him and he was on the floor under my knee within a couple minutes.

"You were saying?" I looked at him while holding onto his shirt, my fist in the air.

"Dow, get off of him. You should be used to people calling us freaks. They called us freaks in Las Vegas, Texas, Russia, Japan, Iraq, Iran, Afghanistan, Mozambique, Egypt, Ireland, Germany, you name it we've been there and we've been called freaks. Hey, we can't help it if were identical."

"I guess your right Ale, but it still pisses me off," I got off of him and stood up.

"We're looking form Agent Jethro Gibbs."

"I'm Agent Gibbs. How can I help you two?"

"I'm Aleshanee Vokivocummast and this is my sister Dowanhowee. And yes we are Native American so don't laugh at our names."

"So what do your names mean anyway?" Agent Ziva asked.

"My name Aleshanee means She Plays All The Time. Dowanhowee's name means Singing Voice. Our last name means White Antelope. What may I ask what your names are?" Aleshanee asked.

"Well were all Agents here. My name is Ziva David. This here is Anthony DiNozzo, Timothy McGee, Mr. Palmer, Dr. Donald "Ducky" Mallard, and Abigail "Abby" Scuito. Abby works down in the lab. Mr. Palmer & Ducky work down in the morgue. You'll meet Director Jenny Shepard later. So where are you two from?"

"From everywhere, but our last job was in Las Vegas working as CSI's. You can call our old boss CSI Gil Grissom if you want any references."
"We will don't worry about that. Now how did you learn that move?"
Agent David asked.

"Aleshanee and I didn't used to work together. When we lived in Russia, our father would take us to his base and have his Merc buddies teach us self defense. I got so good at it; I started training adult men how to be Mercenaries. Our father was proud of me and he sent Aleshanee back to the U.S. with our mother so that he could train me personally. At the age of fourteen, I was able to beat half the guys on my dad's squadron to the ground and it was always my dad who had to pull me off of them. By the time we got back to the states, Aleshanee was doing well in school and I started right back into the normal life as a teenager."

"Anything else we need to know about you?" Agent McGee asked.

"Not really, but hey that was basically my life in a nutshell."