This was another request I got, and basically what it is are McGee's, Ziva's, and Tony's reaction to Kelly being alive. I will include Ducky, Palmer, and Abby in a second chapter, in case anyone was worried that I forgot about them. Also, I was going to write and post this a couple days ago, but life happened along with a nasty amount of mosquito bites, so that's why it's taken me a sec. Anyway, enjoy!
"Wait, wait, wait, so you're saying that you can kill a hundred guys on your computer game, but the sight of your own blood makes you sick?" DiNozzo laughed, giving Timothy McGee a playful slug to the arm as the two men exited the elevator, followed by an unimpressed Ziva David.
"First of all, there's a huge difference between fake blood on computer games and real blood from a human being, and second, I did not get sick, I just didn't expect that much blood to ooze from my toe," McGee protested, looking thoroughly annoyed.
"In any case, McGee, I think it would be wise to avoid cutting open your big toe anytime soon," Ziva concluded, punching DiNozzo in the arm when he continued to mock McGee. McGee scoffed.
"Ya think?" he retorted sarcastically, rounding the corner to the bullpen before heading to his desk. He stopped suddenly and stared, his mouth agape. Noting his silence, Ziva and Tony looked in his direction, only to be gobsmacked as well. There, in the corner where McGee's desk had been, was no longer just one desk, but two placed against each other, one of which held all his stuff. McGee turned around, looking confused.
"Well that's new," Tony commented, absentmindedly setting his backpack on his desk. Ziva let out a little hum in agreement, setting her stuff down as well. Everyone was so focused on the new arrangement that they all failed to noticed their boss sitting at his own desk, watching the dumbfounded agents with interest.
"Something wrong, McGee?" Gibbs asked, startling the three, all of which turned to face him.
"Um, uh, Boss… There's uh, two desks," McGee stuttered. Gibbs chuckled, catching all three agents off guard.
"Yeah, Tim, I can see that," he responded, half-smiling when McGee looked more perplexed.
Tony stepped forward. "You alright, Boss?" he asked cautiously, looking nearly as concerned as McGee. Gibbs raised an eyebrow and continued to smile.
"Never been better. Why you ask?"
Tony hesitated. "Well, uh, you see," he started, "There's, uh, something on your face and it's kinda throwing me off."
Gibbs chuckled again. "It's called a smile, Tony. Ever seen one before?"
"Of course, just not usually on you," Tony stuttered awkwardly, "I mean, not that you don't smile, or that you're not capable of smiling, just-" Gibbs cut him off.
"DiNozzo, stop before you dig yourself a deeper hole," he instructed, his smile starting to dwindle.
"Shutting up, Boss," DiNozzo apologized and straightened up, causing Gibbs to smirk at his nervousness.
McGee motioned to the two desks. "So then why are there two desks, Boss?" he asked.
Gibbs's half-smile returned. "We're getting a new agent on the team," he explained.
DiNozzo let out a snort. "Something the Director forced you into?" he inquired, folding his arms. Ziva smirked, taking a seat at her desk while turning to face Gibbs.
"No, it was my idea," Gibbs clarified, shaking his head.
DiNozzo laughed. "You sure you're feeling okay, Boss?" The grin from his face immediately disappeared when Gibbs gave him a stern look.
Clearing his throat, he inquired, "So what's his name?"
"Her name is Special Agent Kelly Gibbs," the old marine announced, a hint of pride flashing over his features. All eye shot up in interest.
"Kelly Gibbs? As in your daughter, yes?" Ziva asked in surprise.
"That's the one," Gibbs affirmed with a smile. Stunned silence followed along with several confused looks as the agents tried to process the new information. Finally, McGee spoke up.
"Wait, Boss, I thought your daughter was killed in a car crash along with your wife," he said, folding his arms.
Gibbs let out a wry laugh. "Yeah, yeah that's what I thought, too."
Ziva leaned forward. "Well then how?" she questioned, the movement of her hands reflecting her words, "I mean, one cannot just escape death like it is nothing." Several looks from her teammates caused her to revise her statement. "No one except Gibbs, that is," she quickly added. Gibbs raised his eyebrows before chuckling.
"Yeah, well long story short is you can blame the FBI," he clarified.
DiNozzo perked up. "Please tell me you punched Fornell," he blurted, looking highly amused.
Gibbs chuckled. "Eh, I thought about it," he confessed, "But I decided not to seeing Fornell was just as pissed about it as I was."
Tony opened his mouth to say something, but Ziva cut him off. "If your daughter is coming to work with us, then where is she? When can we meet her?" she asked eagerly, eliciting another small chuckle from Gibbs.
Nodding towards upstairs, he replied, "She's up speaking with the Director, but she should be coming down anytime soon, and as for meeting her, you already have."
Again, confusion spread across the faces of the three agents as they wondered who the young agent might be. Suddenly, the door to the Director's office opened and shut as a young woman of average height with medium length brown hair and piercing light blue eyes exited, followed promptly by the Director himself. Mouths were agape and jaws dropped slightly as she descended the stairs; the only one who wasn't staring dumbfounded was Gibbs, instead looking proud.
Rounding the corner to the bullpen, the woman came to a halt at the entrance, Director Vance taking a stance beside her.
"Agents, I'd like you to meet your new team member, Special Agent Kelly Gibbs, or formerly known as FBI Special Agent Kelly Parker," Vance announced, giving an approving nod to Gibbs, who nodded in return.
"Hello," Kelly greeted, a half-smile passing over her lips.
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"Hello," Kelly greeted, a half-smile passing over her lips. Her smile soon turned into something more of slight embarrassment and uncomfortableness as everyone stared at her, not moving, not speaking, eyes only focused on her. Finally, Vance stepped forward, clearing his throat and breaking the awkward silence.
"Kelly, you remember Special Agent Timothy McGee," Director Vance commented, motioning to the young brown-haired agent. Immediately pulled out of his funk, McGee grinned and waved.
"Yeah, Kelly, I remember," he said, offering an outstretched hand which Kelly gladly accepted, "It just blows my mind that you're Gibbs's daughter. I mean, we all thought you were dead."
Kelly chuckled. "Yeah, well I'm not that easy to kill," she joked, extracting a laugh from McGee.
"No kidding," he agreed. Nodding, he added, "It's good to have you on the team."
"It's good to be on the team," Kelly responded with a smile as McGee withdrew to his desk, allowing others to greet the newcomer.
Noticing all the attention McGee was receiving from Gibbs's daughter, Tony began feeling left out and immediately butted into the procession.
"I'm sure you remember me, Parker," he broke in with his charismatic smile, almost getting up in her face. The new agent smirked.
"Of course! It's hard to forget someone as important as Very Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo Jr." she teased, gently poking him in the chest. DiNozzo let out a wry laugh, noting her sarcasm.
"Yes, yes it is," he responded with a forced smile, feeling somewhat chagrined.
Leaning in towards his ear, she said in hushed voice, "That's not necessarily a good thing," before moving past him. Both Ziva and Gibbs snorted while McGee snickered, eliciting a glare from DiNozzo in his direction. Vance also smiled.
"Alright, well since you seem to be getting along well, I best be getting back to work," he interrupted. Before turning to leave, he glanced at the old marine. "Gibbs," he nodded. Gibbs returned the nod, and Vance left, ascending the stairs without sparing a glance to the group below.
After watching him leave, Ziva arose from her seat and took initiative in introducing herself. Sticking out her hand, she greeted, "I am Ziva David. We worked together on the Langer investigation."
"If you can even call it an investigation," Kelly scoffed playfully, shaking her hand.
Ziva laughed and nodded. "Yes, I must agree that one was unique." The laughter in her eyes died out and her expression grew solemn and sincere. Looking directly into her eyes, she confided somberly, "It truly is an honor to meet you in person. Your father has told us much about the kind of child you were growing up, and from what I have seen, I believe your character is one of great strength and dignity."
Awed and also shocked by the reverence and genuineness she portrayed, Kelly found herself at a loss for words and nodded in respect, her expression brimming with gratitude. Then, surprising both the former Mossad agent and herself, she pulled her into a tight embrace, whispering "thank you" into her ear. After a moment, Ziva pulled away and smiled before returning to her desk.
Glancing up, Kelly found her father gazing at her while beaming with unfathomable pride, and blushed, offering him a shy smile. His eyes only broke away for a moment as he opened one of his desk drawers and retrieved two objects. Rising from his seat, he came to the other side of his desk and stood in front of her, gazing into her eyes for a moment, before handing her what turned out to be a shiny new Sig Sauer and an NCIS badge.
Giving her an approving smile, he said, "Welcome to NCIS, Probie."
So... thoughts? I have an idea for how I'm going to write the next chapter, but if anyone wants to see something specific, be sure to let me know :) Thanks for reading!