Hi Guys

Thanks for the great reviews!

I hope that this new chapter answers some of your questions. Just a quick note, the bar mentioned is actually based on 230 fifth in New York. If you ever get to go you should, spent many a summer night there last year!

I wrote this listening to Home Town by Adele, its got nothing to do with the story but it kinda fits with the mood.

Chapter Two

Leroy Jethro Gibbs hated formal functions. He hated them even more when they were filled with politicians and their fake smiles that were all there to kiss ass. He lent against the bar, a single malt whiskey in his hand contemplating the scene in front him. Mentualic, one of the Navy's biggest contractors were holding a kiss-ass party to try and guarantee funding for the next year, at a roof top bar in mid-town Manhattan over looked by The Empire State Building. New York, mid-July was not a nice place to be, so hot that the ground in the subway system bubbled and a five minute walk down Fifth Avenue resulted in your shirt sticking to you uncomfortably. But tonight the air had a cool breeze allowing for a relaxed dress code and cold drinks.

He was only there as punishment for his latest escapade. Apparently he really shouldn't have threatened to kill a navy commander but it had got results. Therefore his punishment was to spend 2 days in New York holding the Assistant Director's hand rather than being fired. What the Assistant Director had done to deserve the company of Gibbs for 2 days had not been explained.

From his perch at the end of the bar he watched a young women exit from the bathroom and confidently walk over to a group of balding older men. He watched with interest as most of the men in the bar also followed her progress. Once there only someone used to reading subtle tells could see her body language change. She felt uncomfortable in the group's presence, the slight twitch of her eye when one of the men put his arm around her waist and the way her neck stretched slightly to the left as she shook the other's hand. She was obviously out of place in a party for military personnel and their civilian counterparts.

"Her name is Susie Harvey if you are to believe her uncle" came a familiar voice from his side. Turning to his right Gibbs found his old friend Chris O'Malley standing in a similar position to himself, unsurprisingly also with a glass of whiskey in his hand.

"Believe her uncle?" Gibbs answered, his eyes still trailing Susie as she was introduced to various party members.

" Yes. Mark Harvey is know to bring a lot of 'nieces' to these type of things. I don't think that his family genes are that good to produce that number of good looking women and I also have it on good authority that he's an only child".

"Well I hope that he is paying her enough because no-one deserves to spend that much time with him and not be paid a lot of money" Gibbs answered turning his eyes back to his friend.

Through-out the night Gibbs kept a watchful eye on Susie. As the night progressed she seemed to become more used to her surrounding, chatting confidently to military and civilian personnel with ease, laughing at the appropriate moments but he also noticed it didn't quite reach her eyes and that she always had an almost full drink in her hand.

By 11 most of the party members had begun to thin out. While Mark seemed to be having a particularly animated conversation with an equally bored looking NCIS Assistant Director Abby had made her way over the edge of the bar looking over at The Empire State Building. She seemed deep in thought as Gibbs made his way over to her, although once by her side she turned her head towards him.

"Good evening Agent Gibbs" her mouth turning into a smirk at the look of surprise that briefly passed over his face.

"When someone watches you that closely all night you like to know their name."

"I like your style Ms Harvey. One should always know who they are dealing with" came his response while shaking her hand. He noticed how there was a lack of eye twitching and her neck did not turn when their hands touched there was a look of seduction and mischief in her eyes that made him smile as they faced each other.

"Susie darling I think it is time we left. We still have a few stops to make tonight before I drop you off." Mark's voice came from behind them. Abby briefly turned back to Gibbs as she left, "Agent Gibbs, have a good night, I'm sure I will be seeing you again". And with that Susie Harvey/Abigail Sciuto left the building.