LD-50

"Do you have any idea what I could buy with that?" Kensi exclaims when Hetty announces that the mall billed NCIS $72,000 for the Koi fish.

Callen chuckles. "I have a pretty good idea. I do have a teenage daughter."

Hetty pauses. "About that, Mr. Callen. I was just informed from the FBI that there was a small clip of you diving into the fountain that aired on KTLA."

Callen closes his eyes. "I have a feeling this could get interesting." Something is telling that his daughter, who loves to shop, may have seen that clip.

He thinks had from being a NCIS agent, he can adapt to many situations and he has a lot of "faces" he can put on. Nothing prepares him for the right hook from hell that could give Sam a run for his money that he gets to the jaw when he hopes the front door.

Other the other side of that powerful punch is none other than his daughter, Taylor Vandenhoven. Callen stumbles back and stares at the furious teenager standing in front of him. "What the fuck were you thinking!" Taylor yells. "You could have been killed!"

"It was either me or…," Callen tries to go on but he's interrupted by some harsh words.

"No! I'm your daughter. I'm the one who you should be looking out for! I'm not losing my mother and my father because they can't exactly make clear decisions in the fucking line of duty. I don't want to be worrying about you for three hours, and not know if you're alive. I don't know if I'm more fucking mad at you for thinking you can be Superman or the fact that you're phone got dropped in the fountain and you didn't bother to call your fucking daughter and let her know you're alright!" Taylor pauses in her tirade. "I'm done," she yells at him and slams the door in his face.

Taylor's so furious as she paces around the house, waiting for her father to leave. She sees that he's left so she grabs her keys from the island in the kitchen and drives to Cody's house. She's fuming mad. So mad and preoccupied with her thoughts she doesn't even remember the drive.

She opens the door to the James' house. She's way past the knocking stage. More at the stage of opening the door and saying "Mom, what's for dinner?" Taylor kicks her shoes off and goes into the kitchen where Andrew and Marie James are cooking dinner. Cody's little bother, Robbie, is sitting at the island.

"Your father did some impressive work today," Detective James says.

"Oh I see you've caught the clip of my father, NCIS Agent Batshit Crazy Superman!" Taylor sighs. "Yeah, impressive when he tries to get himself killed!"

Cody's watching Taylor's rant for the corner of the kitchen. "Taylor," he said and she turns around and runs into her boyfriend's arms. He looks at his parents who cast sympathetic glances towards Taylor.

"Dinner will be ready in forty minutes," Marie James says, and Cody drags Taylor up to his room. He can see she is beyond furious and he's just hoping his walls don't end up with any holes in them from punches or object thrown at them.

Callen holds an icepack of his jaw the next morning, as he sits at his desk in the bull pen.

"Ouch, G. What happened?" Sam asks as he arrives, side by side with Kensi.

"Never piss off a woman," Callen grimaces.

Kensi smiles and puts her bag on the desk, next to Callen. "Now that I agree with!"

"So who was it?" Sam laughs, trying to come up with a possible scenario of his best friend getting a punch to the jaw.

Callen glowers. "Taylor."

"Your daughter?" Kensi asks, a little shocked, and very curious to why Taylor would punch her father.

"My phone may have had water damage from my swim with the Koi fish and I didn't call her back. She saw the clip that aired on KTLA," Callen explains.

Sam and Kensi grimace. "I don't blame her," Kensi says. "But my father never pissed me off so I can't say what I would have done." Callen shoots her a look and Kensi wisely shuts up.

"So call her," Sam says, like it's the easiest suggestion in the world.

"I've tried. Keeps going to voicemail. And this is what it is," Callen put his phone on speaker.

"Hi, you've reached the voicemail of Taylor Vandenhoven. I'm probably in class or at soccer practice or just flat out ignoring you. And if you're my father, I'm glad you figured out how to use your fucking phone! And if you're Skylar, I promise I'm not doing anything illegal. If you're none of the above, leave a message and have a great day!"

Kensi and Sam try not to laugh as Callen hangs up, but they can't help it. That voicemail is fucking funny, no matter who you were. Callen definitely had a spitfire of a daughter.

Taylor laughs at the voicemail she created as she walks into her second period, Chemistry class. Mrs. Chatham still hated Taylor's guts and Taylor didn't have a clue why. She sits in between her boyfriend and Ryan Hale.

"Miss Vandenhoven, I'm going to ask you to move," Mrs. Chatham tells her, once the whole class sits down, hoping to embarass her.

Taylor raises an eyebrow. "And what would that reason be?"

"Your test results have not been good lately. I think it would be a best decision if you removed yourself from distractions."

She laughs. "Really? Last test I got, I got 88%. And last time I checked that was an A. Unless you think I am a genious, I don't think that's anything to scoff at. And Ryan and Cody have been helping me figure things out."

"Do not talk back to me, young lady!" Mrs. Chatham scolds. The teacher had been hoping Taylor would be embarrassed at her calling Taylor out, but obviously not. Her plan had backfired. "You can go sit in the office."

Taylor shrugs. "Okay." She picks up her books and smiles at Cody. She's not really bothered by it all that much.

Mr. LeRose spots Taylor coming into the office and ushers her into his office. "What are you here for, Vandenhoven? Punch another student?"

"No. I was talking back to Mrs. Chatham, apparently." Taylor uses air quotations around "talking back."

The principal just shakes his head. "Whatever. Get out of here. Go sit in the library and do your homework. I really don't want to see you back here. I think I will be making a call to your father, however."

Taylor freezes on the spot, on her way out the door. "I don't think that's necessary. And anyways, he's out of the country," she turns around and smiles smugly at the principal, thinking she's pretty smart for coming up with that one.

"Fine. A call to your aunt, then." Taylor shrugs and walks out. Skylar would probably just laugh anyways. Not a big deal.