Sammy - 1
Only the most devoted agents in Team Gibbs arrived at work at 0500. When Tony first started at NCIS he was always late. Ziva would always arrive super early after her Mossad starts of 0400. McGee, the little perfect MIT boy would always arrive on time. Not much had changed. Apart from the longer sleep ins from Ziva since she started seeing Tony. So at 0600 when Samantha Brookes arrived at NCIS she was a little startled to see no one in the bullpen. She stood there a bit out of odds until a voice behind her said "Sammy?"
She spun round.
"Jethro!" She smiled and hugged Gibbs.
"Wow Sammy you're all grown up! How's your dad suiting retirement?" Gibbs asked paternally to the young woman before him.
"Horribly. He is always going to see his boys on base. Never about the house. He needs to take care." Samantha sighed. Then she stopped and smiled at him. "Sorry, blabbering. Now to be professional."
Gibbs grinned at his old friend's daughter. He had served with her father and they had saved each other's life's countless times. Now his old friend was sick. He needed to retire but at the same time he needed to work. He had felt out of sorts since his wife had died 6 years ago. Sammy had raised her two younger brothers mostly and had graduated university with honours.
"Gibbs? Hey Gibbs!" She snapped her fingers and grinned at him. He focused again and nodded.
"You're gonna need a desk."
He gestured to the small half desk near McGee's. "Here?"
"Here is fine." she put down her bag and dusted off her dark jeans. "Can I have a tour?" She asked and Gibbs nodded and offered her his arm.
"Tony, my little furry bear. Wake up." Ziva's voice purred in his ear.
"Mhmm?" he grunted.
"I am leaving now." She whispered as she planted a few kisses on his exposed cheek.
He opened his eyes and saw her already dressed and ready.
"Hi." She smiled down at him.
He reached out and pulled her hand so she was closer.
"Let's call in sick." he smiled
"No way. I want to meet our new probie." Ziva laughed and pulled away. "Don't be too late!" she called as she left.
Tony yawned and got up grudgingly. But also eager to meet this newbie.
McGee arrived at work to find Ziva had beaten him. She was sitting on Tony's desk, looking across at her own desk. A small smile on her face.
"Ziva." He called in an attempt to get her attention.
She jumped and reached for her gun until she realized who it was.
"Hey." She sighed in relief.
"Morning." Tim frowned and walked to his own desk.
"She's here?" he asked. Spotting the foreign bag nearby.
Ziva nodded and snapped out of her trance. "I wonder where she is."
That question was answered by the voices behind them.
"And here is two thirds of my tardy team." Gibbs observed. A bright eyed, brunette. Had her arm linked in his.
She let go and approached Ziva.
"Hi. I am Samantha Brookes. You can call me Sammy." she held out her hand and Ziva shook it. The girl may have looked small but her hand shake was strong and her left fingers calloused. Showing she played a musical instrument. Ziva observed all of that and also the way the girl dressed. Dark skinny jeans, blue cardigan over a white top. Hair in a ponytail. Doc Martians.
Ziva monitored her new ultimatums. Too young for Tony to chase. But too old for him to corrupt.
"Ziva David." she smiled back and accepted the shake.
"Timothy McGee." McGee leaned forward to shake her hand also.
"I was just going to take Sammy to meet Abby." Gibbs said. "Where is DiNozzo?"
"He'll be here soon." Ziva replied hurriedly.
Gibbs nodded in a he-better-be-manner and left. Sammy followed and smiled and shrugged at them over her shoulder as they left.
*DING*
"Tony." Ziva sighed without looking over her shoulder.
"Did I miss her?" Tony asked as he hurried in. Rolling up his sleeves.
"Yep." McGee replied "Small, skinny, cute, friendly." he wrapped up.
"Right handed, plays guitar, has a black cat, iPhone 4s, vegetarian." Ziva continued.
The other two stated at her.
"Vegetarian?" McGee asked.
"Fake leather shoes." Ziva shrugged "Amongst other things."
"Her cat?" Tony asked with an eyebrow raised.
"Aha I will not reveal all my trade secrets." she smiled and went to sit behind her desk.
Soon Gibbs arrived back with Sammy.
"Agents David, DiNozzo and McGee. This is probationary agent Samantha Brookes. I want you to teach her all you know. She will be with us until the end of the week." he announced.
Tony smiled at her welcomingly and sat on the outer side of Ziva's desk.
"Any call ins boss?" Tony asked.
"One stands out. Dead marine. Downtown apartment. Tony, Ziva take Sammy and gas the truck. McGee call Ducky and with me."
"Sure boss." McGee and Gibbs headed to the lab as Tony led the way to the parking lot with Sammy and Ziva in his tail.
"So Miss Brookes how to you know our fearless leader?" Tony asked conversationally.
"He served with my father years ago. They have been friends since. We used to have Christmas with them." she answered with a small smile. "And please call me Sammy."
"Did you ever meet Gibbs daughter?" Ziva asked tenderly but curiously.
"We went to go to School together." Sammy lowered her eyes sadly. "I like to think we were friends."
The elevator doors opened and they stepped out to the parking lot.
An awkward silence fell for a moment before Sammy started asking questions. About the case they were running. And the procedures. The other two answered the best they could and they remained mostly entertained by the curious agent.
A quick drive to the victim's apartment while Gibbs talked to the victims CO.
Tony took control and started allocating jobs. Once at the scene.
"McGee, bag and tag. Zee-vah dust for prints please."
"What about me?" Sammy asked looking around the crime scene.
"You," Tony clicked his tong "You get to take photos."
"Alright, just standard photos or should I follow agent McGee round and take photos of his findings?" She asked, taking the camera from Tony and pushing up her NCIS cap.
"Uh... Alternate." Tony elected "I am gonna go see where the duck man is."
Tony left, giving Ziva a small wave.
McGee was digging through cereal boxes when he turned to Sammy.
"Are you a vegetarian?" He asked her, shooting Ziva a look.
"Yes, how did you know?" Sammy asked, surprised.
"Just wondering. Also do you have a black cat?" he asked
Ziva laughed from the living room.
"Um... Yes! Seriously how do you know this stuff?" Sammy lowered the camera looking disconcerted.
"Skilled investigating." Tony declared, entering the kitchen. "Ducky's with the body in the bedroom if you want to take some shots." he addressed Sammy at this last part.
"Okay. You must be pretty skilled." Sammy said to McGee as she turned to leave.
"Not me, Ziva!"
"She is a ninja. You only need to know two things about her. She can take care of herself. And don't piss her off." Tony grinned.
Sammy laughed, thinking it was a joke. And left.
Tony was dusting his hands and looked up to see McGee's expression. "What?"
"You're not chatting her up?" he exclaimed.
"Uh no. I am a one woman man probie." he winked
"Since when?" McGee placed down the box he had been rifling through and looked at Tony seriously.
"Get back to work Probie." Tony sighed "I'll finish that. Go observe our new probie."
McGee huffed and left. He stopped to meet Ziva in the living room.
"Something is wrong with him." He muttered, she merely shrugged. "He isn't being Tony. This is taking me back to the Jeanne thing." McGee looked worried. Ziva smiled at him "He's fine. Just doing some growing up." McGee went in to the bed room and Ziva snuck over to Tony.
The cereal box that McGee had found on the kitchen floor had proved unhelpful. Tony had turned to looking for other signs of a struggle.
"Tony."
He jumped and banged his head on an open cabinet.
"Ouch. Ziva! Don't scare me like that!" he rubbed his head and frowned at her. "Don't you have some Probie training to do?"
"Don't you?" she raised an eyebrow and snapped the camera flash in his face.
He shrugged and blinked a couple of times. Before brushing past her and leaving the kitchen.
"You're scaring McGee." she teased as she followed him.
Tony laughed "A lot scares McGee."
"Your whole 'one woman man' thing." she smiled at his back and he stopped.
"Hmm you heard that." he flinched "What am I supposed to do? Hit in every woman I see?"
Ziva laughed. It hadn't stopped him before. "No. Just baby steps."
"Our relationship or publicizing it?" He asked with a bit of cheek and they both twitched a bit at the word relationship.
"Publicizing."
He nodded in agreement it was perfectly acceptable.
"Okay. C'mon miss David. Let's observe our crime scene." he beckoned her with his finger and they went to watch Ducky talk Sammy and McGee to death.
Sammy had experienced her first crime scene, her first Ducky monologue and Ziva's drive.
It had been an eventful morning and she was excited to get more action. So she was a little disappointed at the constant calls her and the team were making to gather separate prices of information.
When Gibbs walked in to the squad room everyone jumped up with a presentation prepared.
McGee pressed the remote and two men's faces appeared on the screen. "Lieutenant James Gray. He had life style of a mixture of amphetamines and alcohol abuse and lived downtown with his roommate Matthew Lawson who is in interrogation now. We found evidence of drug abuse in both his and the victims rooms." He wrapped up.
"Ducky told us he was killed by multiple blows to the head and Abby confirmed it was with this baseball bat." Ziva snapped the photos of a blood covered bat.
"He has a clean record. He was due to go back to "The Princess May" next week." Tony read from his case file "He had been doing desk work on base so he could care for his elderly parents in Virginia. Or to receive his drugs."
Gibbs nodded in satisfaction.
"Sammy?" he looked pointedly at her. She stumbled to her feet and picked up the remote.
"Um, working off what Tony said, he has been working on base since last October but here," she clicked the button to show some logs "Here it shows that the lieutenant clocked off the same day every fortnight at the same time. Maybe meeting a supplier."
Tony grinned over at McGee
"Our little probie is growing up." he sighed wistfully. "It's just like the karate kid she may surpass the master."
Gibbs threw his coffee in the bin.
"Ziva, Sammy. Observe. Tony,
McGee, Grays CO. Find out what they think of him."
"Is movie quoting Tony's thing?"
Sammy asked Ziva and they followed Gibbs to the elevator.
She laughed and nodded "Just like Gibbs' thing is coffee and McGee's is computers."
"And yours is being a ninja?" Sammy asked innocently.
Ziva rolled her eyes "Did Tony say that."
Sammy nodded and they both sped up to jump in the elevator with Gibbs.
Meanwhile McGee and Tony were having good luck in the traffic. Their drive was unhindered mostly. If you didn't count McGee's pestering of Tony.
"Tony do you have a special lady?" He was asking as Tony narrowly missed a pedestrian. He had picked up some crazy driving from Ziva.
"No McGee I would never betray you." He said sarcastically.
"C'mon Tony, you can tell me!" He teased.
Tony sighed. He was losing his patience. "Yes McGee there is a woman in my life." he took another sharp corner.
"Do I get to hear about her?" McGee asked. Trying to maintain his surprise but curious at the same time. And maybe a. It sceptical, ready for a movie quote or a cry of April fools.
"All the physical requirements," he started, lip curling in to a grin as he remembered the origin of these words. "She is a pro at what she does, smart, independent."
"Everything you're looking for?" McGee hummed with a nod. Maybe a hidden meaning behind the sceptics.
"Spit it out." Tony had known McGee for too long to ignore this hesitation.
"What about Ziva?" asked McGee in a hushed voice. Tony jolted. Slightly as he changed gears.
"What about her?" Tony shrugged in response, eyes on the road expression hidden under his sunglasses.
"Don't hit me okay," McGee flinched instinctively "You two have always seemed almost there." He shrugged already regretting his words.
"We're here." Tony braked the car. And tried not to make eye contact with McGee. Lying to his probie was harder than he thought. Imagine facing Gibbs. The thought made him shudder and thank his stars that his star of David Ziva was assigned with grungy Gibbs and prospective Probie.
"WHERE?" Gibbs banged his fist down of the interrogation table. The tattoo cover civilian roommate of James Gray had dilated pupils.
"I dunno man! Gray always picked up the stuff, I just wanted to get high!" the man was almost sobbing.
On the other side of the glass in observation Ziva and Sammy were watching Gibbs extract information from the man who had failed his drug test.
"Do you think he knows?" Sammy asked Ziva without taking her eyes off the man's sweaty panicking face.
"He may not know specifics but he knows more than he is saying."
Ziva checked her phone that was vibrating. "Looks like we know anyway. Tony said that Grays CO told him that a co-worker saw Gray at some warehouse near the docks."
"Could be meet or storage. Should I go in and tell Gibbs?" Sammy pointed to
The door
"No. Rule number 22, never interrupt Gibbs in interrogation." Ziva recited.
"Are these rules written somewhere?" Sammy sighed exasperatedly. Ziva laughed at her and shook her head.
Gibbs meanwhile was mad in interrogation. He turned and looked straight at Ziva. Then left the room, slamming the door behind him.
"Gibbs," Ziva addressed him as she left observation and met him in the corridor "Tony's got an address for Grays meet. He will meet ups there."
Gibbs nodded and becomes the girls as they headed to the garage.
"Do you have the keys?" Tony asked the manager impatiently.
"Oh yeah. How long you Feds gonna be round here anyways?" He asked as he gave Tony the master key on a link slowly.
"As long as we need to be." He replied hurriedly as he grabbed them off him and turned to the padlocked doors.
"We're fine now Mr Marks. We will return the keys to the office." McGee smiled.
The man grunted and pocketed the warrant he had been handed then left them.
Tony clicked open the locked and pulled the doors open with a jerk and a creak. He let has hand hover over his weapon as he tried to see through the dark. He found his torch and flicked it on, shining it over the contents of the lockup. Carted and wooden cases were piled up high.
"These were checked right?" Tony asked with his had hovering over the closet box.
McGee took a few seconds to flick through the clip board on the wall.
"Yep, customs said it contains old cassette tapes."
"Alright hand me the thingy," He held out his hand and McGee deposited the jack in it.
"Found something DiNozzo?" Gibbs voice asked as he arrived with Ziva and Sammy.
"Don't know yet."
He dug the jack under the wood and hoisted up
Tons of plastic packets containing white powder sat in the wooden container. Tony pushed the lid off and exhaled.
"No surprise here." He gestured for McGee to look.
"Proves our drug trade suspicion." McGee agreed approaching the box.
"McGee, call transport. DiNozzo go lean on the manager, get me the records. Ziva, Sammy, check the rest of the boxes." Gibbs handed out jobs to everyone and the team split. An hour later they were all back in the squad room chasing up their own individual leads.
"Whoa."
Everyone looked at McGee. Gibbs stood an asked "What?"
"I have been following the boxes real rout by using the different stamps and time frames to create a-"
"McGee!" Gibbs interrupted, prompting him to get to the point.
"Basically I chased the drugs back to Pia - Leva." He explained
"Who?" Sammy looked confused.
"A drug ring based in Columbia who has been straying in to American borders." Tony sighed, snapping a logo on the plasma.
"They have been on our watch list for a year now." Ziva joined him, chewing her lip.
"We need more before we can go storming in. Sammy go see Abs see if our field test was right. Tony,"
"Talking to customs." He hurried to his desk and began to dial the number.
"Ziva,"
"I have a contact in Columbia." she waved her finger for Gibbs to bear with her.
"And I am talking to... Um the embassy. Try and find anyone
In the area." McGee declared
Sammy walked on her own awkwardly to Abby's lab. She had met Abby briefly and she had seemed nice but a little eccentric. As she entered the lab the load music hammered her ear drums and she stumbled through the open door while blocking her ears and found Abby typing away at her keyboard while bobbing her head to the music and ignoring her calls to try and gain her attention.
"Abby!" she called again and Abby spun around and turned down her music.
"Oh hi! Sorry Samantha!" Abby looked guilty about something "What's up?"
"Gibbs wants to know what your test results said." Sammy asked
"Oh yeah." Abby approached the monitor and pulled up the results. "So the bags contained cocaine and flour."
"Flour?" Sammy approaches the screen looking confused.
"Yeah some dirty drug dealers Add flour to the bags to add quantity and therefore adding value." Abby nodded and picked up one of the sealed packets.
"Okay." Sammy also picked on up still a bit confused. "So if they get caught they get..."
"James Gray'ed." Said Abby pointing at the victim's photo.
Yay! For those who were worried about Sammy sabotaging Tiva she won't. I hope I made that clear enough. Next chapter has more Tiva and some conflict. Read review and favourite!