Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS. CBS and D. Bellisario owns it. I only own the characters that you have never heard of outside this story.
The next few days were pretty repetitive, I went to NCIS and bugged DiNozzo and Gibbs but mostly DiNozzo, chatted with Ziva and Abby, and helped McGee with his computer program that he was making for a case that they were working on that they today had just closed. Then returned to my hotel room for the evening.
I heard a knock on the door after I had just gotten done taking a nap and was now watching television. When I opened the door it felt as if my mouth was dropped to the floor, it was my dad and my little foster sister Jessi.
"Dad you... you... were serious!!!" I managed to say after regaining part of my brain function.
"Yes Sophia I was serious; you look tired were you taking a nap."
"Yeah I was. Come in. I had just woken up from my nap and I was watching T.V. when you guys knocked on the door," I let them in and Jessi sat on the floor in front of the T.V. and turned a cartoon on; me and dad sat on the bed. I spoke first.
"Listen dad, you really shouldn't..." I was cut off by another knock at the door. I got up and opened it, it was exactly who I thought it would've been.
"Agent Gibbs what are you doing here?" I asked him putting my hands on my hips.
"Well I need..." he spoke but was interrupted by my oblivious father's voice.
"Sophia who is this?" my dad walked up behind me.
"Dad, this is Agent Gibbs he ummm worked with Aunt Jen. He needs to tell me something ummm I'll be done talking to him in a couple of minutes."
"Alright freckle face."
"Daaaaaaaad please don't call me that."
"Okay I leave you to talk to Agent Gibbs."
"Thank you," my dad left my side and went back over and started talking to Jessi when I knew that he would be listening to Gibbs' and I's conversation I shut the door so we were talking in out in the hallway.
"Okay Gibbs whatcha want?"
"Here's the thing Sophia first where'd you get the nickname freckle face? Secondly this might sound very crazy but I have a feeling you like crazy so here it goes. I think I saw Jen today in the coffee shop we used to both get our coffee from."
"What! Really are you sure. And let's not get into where I got the nickname right now okay? Thank you anyway, I don't know if she told you this but you see Aunt Jen had an identical twin sister named Samantha and even though my dad told me she dresses very differently than Aunt Jen you still can't seem to tell them apart. It's weird I know."
"I don't think it was Samantha because well I have never even heard of her and I am sure that if I have never heard of her she has never heard of me. Also thanks to my peripheral vision she apparently recognized me and she faintly Jethro. Now why would anybody that probably vaugly knows who I am call me by something I only let very few people call me?"
"Okay so you have a point. Whatever I'll call you if I see her and you call me if you see her, okay deal?"
"You are way to much like your aunt and deal right yeah deal."
"Somebody's a little scatterbrained today, huh Gibbs."
"What of yeah."
"Go and think about my Aunt Jen, weirdo."
"Don't call me a weirdo look who's talking."
"Oh no now you sound like DiNozzo!!! Just get out of here okay!?!"
"Alright talk you later Sophia."
"Talk you later too Gibbs," he walked away and once I saw him turn the corner to head for the elevator I checked my pockets for my key card and came up with nothing. I knocked on the door and my dad opened.
"Locked yourself out didn't you?" my dad asked; a nod was my only reply.
My told us that we were going for ice-cream and Jessi didn't want to go until her show went off which was like five minutes after we would've left. She gave us that infamous stare that now looked vaguely familiar. Like I've seen the exact same stare come from somebody else that I've recently met. She finally gave in and we were out of hotel walking down the streets of D.C. eating ice-cream before we even knew it.
Jessi was ahead of us and a little out of ear so me and my dad started talking.
"Freckle face I am sorry that I went off on you like that a couple of days ago."
"Dad, what did I tell you about calling me freckle face!!!!"
"Sorry right. Sophia I am still sorry."
"I know I am sorry too dad. Just I am perfectly fine here and hello the people that I have been hanging around are navy cops okay. I think I'm safe."
"Alright and you're 16. I should trust you more that when something is complicated but have control over the situation I should believe and not pester you about the details," I was half paying attention to what he saying because I saw someone that I knew all to well but never met.
"I'll be right back."
"Okay," my dad replied. I walked over to her and once I was like 2 feet away from her I simply said.
"What on earth are you trying to pull Aunt Jen?!"
A/N: Duh duh duuuuuhhhhh. So how bout that for a cliffy huh? Well I want at least 5 reviews PLEASE!!!! I really you opinions on the story so far. PLEASE!!! *batters eye and pouts lips* PEACE!!!!!