Sorry if this took so long to come out, I had some family stuff. So now we continue my Kony.

Rated: T for adult talk... And because NCIS is a T+ sort of thing.

Chapter 2: One Long Drive

He should come with a mute button. I thought as I got in the front seat of DiNozzo's work car. The senior agent was talking at a mile a minute, saying things about movies that I did NOT know.

"You know, you don't look like Boss." He commented. I flashed him a quick look and the returned to staring out the window.

"I look like my mother." I said just loud enough for him to hear.

"Except your eyes." I looked back at him, he was staring at me.

"Yeah, I have Dad's eyes." I nodded and a small smile hinted at my lips.

"You act like him too." DiNozzo's eyes returned to the road.

"Happens when you're raised by him, he was quiet the influence." I chuckled.

"What happened to your mom?"

I froze, and my gaze hit my lap quickly. I said nothing, not wanting to get into that with him.

DiNozzo seemed to catch my silence. "It's okay, I understand." I felt a hand on my arm and brushed it off. "Why hasn't Boss introduced us? You knew Abby, McSpazz, and Ducky."

"Abby's been my best friend since we met in college, I introduced her to Dad. I met Tim when I went on a double date with him and Abby, and Uncle Ducky's been around since I was a kid." I laughed, then looked at DiNozzo, "I imagine that my dad never introduced us because of you're illness."

"Illness?" I didn't need to see the look on his face to understand he was confused.

"Playboy Syndrome."

"What?" DiNozzo slowed the car down gradually.

"You're in, in, out tendencies." I smiled to myself, thinking about how confused Tony was.

"In, in, out?"

"In their hearts, in their beds, out of their lives." I nodded.

"He told you I'm a-"

"Man whore, yes, not in those words exactly, but essentially that."

"I'm not that bad." DiNozzo defended.

"I suppose not, but it's probably that my father thinks you are and didn't want me being your next achievement." The car halted.

"Achievement?"

"Touchdown, homerun, goal." I thought for a second. "Sports are attached to sex a lot aren't they?"

DiNozzo choked. "Are you doing this to make me uncomfortable?"

"Maybe." I smiled mischievously.

"Congratulations, you're succeeding." He nodded.

"You might want to drive. Dad did give you the address right?" I asked

"Yeah."

"Then drive." I raised my eyebrows at him.

The car pulled forward.

"Do you know all the Rules?" He asked

"Yes, I even have my own." I nodded

"Really? What's number 1?" The trees where passing by too fast, I was getting a headache from staring at them. I tried messing with the radio.

"You'll learn them all over time. Seeing as we're going to be working with each other for a while."

"Tell me one of them." He smacked my hand away from the dials and knobs.

"It's like #23, Never mess with a Marines daughter if you want to live." The music was turned on. "Jazz?"

"Yes and I'm guessing it'd be smarter to mess with his coffee then you." I leaned back and listened to the bass line.

"It would. All though, it'd be smarter not to mess with anything that includes my father."

"Was that a warning?" DiNozzo was slowing down.

"Not really, I can take care of myself mostly, for example; if you mess with me, I shoot you," The car stopped in front of my apartments, "That, was a warning."

"Warning noted, but not sure if I'm going to heed it."

"Are you hitting on me?" I opened the door.

"Are you going to kill me if I do?" He turned the music off again.

"Maybe." I said as I got out.

"Then, maybe."

This was short compared to 1st Chapter, but I cut it down because it was a major long chapter and I didn't want it to seem like she lived in, like, Canada. Next chapter, Kelly Gibbs first day at work, and already she has a case.

Thanks to Tiva Lova for the shout out. If anyone who's reading this has not read her brilliant NCIS fanfic, The Secret is Out, read it.

How was the Kony?