A/N: I'm quite proud of this one. I love the give and take of the Jibbs relationship. Enjoy and Review!
11-Down Pest
Leroy Jethro Gibbs was her personal pest, it seemed. From day one of her time as director she had been the subject of secretive glances and knowing grins. Nothing too obvious, just the slightest brush of her hand as he retrieved his coffee or standing a bit too close as they conferred on the catwalk. So she appreciated the slight widening of his eyes as she strode past him in the bullpen, heels ridiculously high, slacks broadcasting her figure, and neckline a centimeter above indecency. She needed to remind her top field agent that she could be a pest too.