Jenny sat at her desk glaring at her computer. Even though she'd changed her clothes, she still felt slimy and was covered in things she didn't care to identify.
Jethro Gibbs stood on the catwalk overlooking the bull pen. It was almost time to call it a day, but he knew it was going to go on for quite a bit longer. For some reason his team had decided to take it upon themselves to "break-in" their rookie.
They got the call at 0630 about a body in an alley way. Since she'd been the probie, Burley and Pacci had decided to give Sheppard the job of digging around and going through the garbage.
"How's it going Shepard?" Burley asked as he and Pacci walked into the bullpen carrying three cups of coffee.
She glared at him.
"Woah, Shep," Pacci said. "You've got a hell of a glare."
"Been taking lessons from the boss man, Sheppy?" Burley asked setting a cup in front of his boss.
Jenny glared at him again. "Burley, call me that again and I will dispose of you."
"Why, Probie? Don't like being called 'Sheppy'?" he asked laughing as he walked to his desk.
Jenny narrowed her eyes. "I'm warning you Burley."
He laughed again. "Warn away." He walked to his desk and sat in his chair.
Gibbs walked down to his desk and waited as Burley and Pacci finished their reports. The two turned in their reports and made plans to head to the bar down the street. Gibbs looked at all the files on his desk and noticed Jenny had already turned hers in.
"Go home Jenny."
The young woman looked up from her desk. "Yeah. I'm going soon."
The phone on her desk rang.
"Sheppard," she answered. "Yeah. Really? You got all that together for me? That's great. Thanks, I'll be right down." She hung up her phone and nodded to her boss before walking to the back elevator.
Gibbs shook his head as he watched the elevator descend to the forensics lab. "This will not end well."
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AN: So that's it. I've been working on a different project and class work. I'm working on a new fic that might actually be divided into chapters.