Chapter 6

(Chloe's Pov.)

I woke up in bed, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. How'd I get in bed? Or home for that matter? I shrugged my shoulders. Must have been Gibbs. It wouldn't be the first time he's done it, and probably won't be the last.

I looked at my alarm clock, and saw that it was already 10:00 A.M. I sighed. Gibbs must have let me sleep in. I jumped out of bed and went to my drawers. I pulled on one, and grabbed a shirt, but I could feel a presence behind me.

I smiled to myself, and turned around quickly so I could win today's game of got you.

"Ha," I said. "I win."

I looked at the little girl who sat smiling on my bed, her hands laced together. She had brown hair, and beautiful eyes that sparkled.

"How do you do that," she asked.

I shrugged. "I don't know." I went over to the bed and sat down next to her. "So are you ever going to tell me your name?"

She lifted her shoulders. "Maybe."

"Well, tell me about yourself. Who's your mom and dad? Do you have any brothers or sisters? I know you told me you were shot. Where did you live?"

If you haven't already figured it out, she's a ghost. She had told me she was shot when she was young, but that's all she was willing to tell me.

"I have a mom and dad," she said. "No brothers or sisters. I had a friend named Maddie Tyler. My dad was part of the military. I used to live in this house. But that was a long time ago."

I nodded. "I know someone who was part of the military. He's helping hide me from some really bad people."

"What kind of people?"

"People who want to hurt me, and do bad things to me. Have you ever heard of witches and sorcerers, and werewolves, and vampires?"

She nodded. "My daddy would tell me stories about them."

"Well, guess what? They're real, and I'm what they call a necromancer. That's why I can see you."

Her eyes widened. "You can see dead people," she asked.

I nodded. "Yep. Some are really nice, but others aren't. They teases me because I'm so small."

I heard the door open downstairs, and when I looked back at the little girl, she was gone. Sighing, I got up and looked to see who it was.

I went down a few stairs and peered down to see Gibbs.

"Ready to go?" he asked.

I shook my head. "Sorry, I was getting ready but then that little girl showed up again and we started talking. She's really cute you know."

He smiled. "Well hurry up. We need to get to work."

"Okay."

(Derek's Pov.)

I sat in the bullpen, waiting for Gibbs and Chloe to get here. I was getting a bit restless, tapping my foot, and biting my lip. When Gibbs came to work without Chloe, I admit it, I freaked. I started going crazy asking where she was, if she was hurt, or taken.

Simon hit my arm, whispering, "Calm down, bro. She's fine."

I shook my head. I heard the elevator open, and I sniffed the air. I stood up, and looked for her.

"She won't tell me much about herself," Chloe said to Gibbs.

"Maybe she's hiding something," he said.

Chloe shook her head. "No, I just think she's scared. Of what, I don't know. But she seems to disappear whenever you get home. Maybe she's scared of you, or something."

"Who isn't scared of Gibbs," Tony muttered. Gibbs slapped him in the back of his head.

"Who are you talking about," I asked.

"A little girl who kind of the "stays" at the house," Chloe said sitting down at her desk.

Simon looked at Gibbs. "How many kids live at your house, Man?"

"Just Chloe," he said.

"Then who's…" I stared.

"A ghost," Chloe whispered, knowing I'd hear. I looked at her, and she was looking at me with those eyes of hers.

"A what," Tori asked.

"Tell you later," I muttered.

"So, what's this girl's name," Ziva asked.

Chloe shrugged. "Don't know. She's kind of secretive. I don't know if it's because something happened to her that makes her untrustworthy or if she's scared of telling me for some reason. I know she was a lone child, her father was in the military, she had one best friend, and she used to live in the house a long time ago."

"That's all?" Tim asked."

"Like I said, she's secretive."

"Enough talk," Gibbs said. "Let's get to work. McGee go to the lab and help Abby. Ziva, Tony go back to the crime scene. Chloe go through the files and see if you can find anything helpful."

Tim, Ziva, and Tony left for the elevators, and Chloe looked up at Gibbs and said, "Going to Autopsy?"

"Yep," he said. "And I got an email from Vance. Simon, Tori he wants to see you."

"What about me," I asked.

"He said that stay with Chloe, that you probably would trust her more than any other Agent. You are not to go anywhere without her, and were she goes, you go. Got it?"

"Yes Sir."

He nodded, looking at Chloe before he left. She nodded at him, and glued her eyes to the files in front of her.

"So," I drawled walking over to her desk and leaning up against it. "You never did tell me what this was about."

She looked at me. "About what?"

"You know. What you're working on. Why NCIS had us brought back to headquarters and stuff."

"Oh, that stuff. Well let's see- I'm working on a murder case. You were in an area that was under investigation, that's why you were brought back to NCIS."

"So, what else?"

"Don't know yet. It's only been a day since we found Miss. Talbot. We don't have much evidence yet. But…"

"But what?"

She leaned forward, looking around to make sure no one was listening. "When I did the summoning with Miss. Talbot I learned that she was shot, but there was no person holding the gun, meaning…"

"It was ether a poltergeist who killed her, or a poltergeist ghost."

"Exactly. I didn't have any time to go and tell Vance about this because he was at a meeting with the Director of the FBI talking about the Edison group."

"Is the FBI Director a supernatural too?"

"Yep. All investigative government corporations like this have a supernatural Director. That way when stuff like this happens there is an understanding."

I looked at her, not knowing what to say next. It used to be easier to talk and yell at her. I could get angry at her and not feel any guilt. Now I would feel guilty just for glaring at her.

"So," I tried to start a different conversation. "Have you seen Liz lately?"

"Sometimes she'll pop in to say hello or if I summon her she'll help out on some stuff."

"Like what?"

She smiled inwardly. "Oh you know. Stuff."

"Do I even want to know?"

"Probably not." I sighed. "But you might anyway if you stick around here."

I looked at her, not knowing what to say. The elevator opened and Tim came running in.

"Where's Gibbs," he asked.

"With Ducky," Chloe said. "Why? What did you find?"

"Prints on the gun. We traced them and they belong to a Carol Bartin. Were already getting a warrant to bring him in."