A/N: So this is the first piece of a series I'm doing that is all just Sammy's life before NCIS... Namely her high school years after Sammy and her brother Victor move from Seattle to Washington. I don't really know what else to tell you without making this ridiculously long so I'll stop here and just let you read. Enjoy!

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Break-up

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Sammy trudged into the apartment and rubbed her eyes, trying to get rid of the tears before Victor saw her, she headed for her room and was almost home free when Victor spotted her as she walked past the living room.

"Hey, how was school?" Victor asked, looking up from his book.

"Fine," Sammy mumbled, not stopping to talk to him just heading for her room and closing the door behind her.

She didn't even take the time to change out of her school uniform before flopping onto her bed and burying her face in her pillow, letting the tears flow freely.

Victor waited a couple minutes, letting her change if she was going to before heading over to her room and knocking on her door.

"Hey, Sammy," Victor said, just loud enough that he knew she could hear him through the door, "You alright?"

When he didn't get an answer Victor sighed and announced that he was coming in before slowly opening the door. His brow furrowed in concern when he saw her. He slowly walked over and gently sat on the bed beside her, rubbing her back.

"What's wrong?" He asked softly, hoping she would just tell him.

Instead Sammy sat up and clung to him, crying into his shoulder. Victor just wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, knowing that until she calmed down he wasn't getting anywhere.

When Sammy finally calmed down a little Victor tired again.

"You wanna talk about it?" He asked softly, rubbing her back again.

"You probably don't wanna know," Sammy mumbled, resting her head on his shoulder.

"I wanna know why you're upset," Victor insisted, "So I can at least try to make it better."

Sammy fell silent for a second, deciding whether scarring Victor was worth needing to talk. Deciding that she needed to talk to someone and that she'd rather talk to her brother she let it all go at once.

"Well there was this boy, Todd, he's captain of the swim team and we were dating for a bit and I really liked him and he convinced me that if we had sex he's still stay with me and that he loved me," Sammy rambled, tears starting to well up in her eyes again, "But it turns out he just wanted the sex and then he dumped me today and he won't talk to me or anything."

"Do you need me to kick his ass?" Victor asked, dead serious.

"No," Sammy mumbled, "I don't think that'll help much."

"Alright well what can I to do help then?" Victor asked, gently wiping a tear away as it slid down her cheek.

"I don't know," Sammy mumbled miserably.

"Well do you wanna go for dinner?" Victor suggested, "Or we could order in and watch movies or something. You get to choose."

Sammy just shrugged and sighed, not really wanting to do anything but curl up and be heartbroken.

"Listen," Victor said, moving so he could take her face in his hands to get her attention, "I know it hurts and you feel like you're just an object someone used then threw away, believe me I've had girls do it to me as well, you and I are just too nice and the wrong people take advantage but it gets better. Not right away but eventually it starts to feel better and I know right now you just wanna sit here and be miserable but that's not gonna make you feel better so let's do something to get your mind off it. Anything you wanna do, within reason, we can do."

"Well pizza kinda sounds good," Sammy said, deciding to give his idea a try, "And ice cream for dessert."

"Do you wanna order in or go out?" Victor asked, glad she was taking his advice.

"Order in," Sammy said after a second of thinking, "And can we rent some movies?"

"Of course," Victor said, planting a kiss on her forehead, "You should probably change first though, unless you wanna go in your uniform."

"Oh right," Sammy said looking down at herself, she had forgotten she didn't change.

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Hours later Victor sat on the couch, movie on the TV, pizza box and ice cream bowls splayed across the coffee table, Sammy sitting beside him, her head on his shoulder, half asleep in her pj's.

"Vee Vee," Sammy mumbled.

"Yeah," Victor said, brushing her bangs out of her eyes.

"You know you're the best right?" Sammy mumbled sleepily.

"I'm glad I could help," Victor said softly, smiling at her.

Sammy smiled and nuzzled his shoulder a little.

"I think it's time for bed," Victor said, softly laughing at her actions.

"Yeah," Sammy said, yawning but making no effort to get up.

"Come on," Victor said, gently sliding an arm under her legs and another under her back before scooping her up and heading for her room.

He gently laid her down in bed before pulling her comforter over her and tucking her in.

"Sleep tight," Victor said softly, planning a kiss on her head before heading for the door.

"Victor," Sammy mumbled sleepily.

"Yeah, are you ok, do you need something?" Victor asked, stopping in his tracks at the door.

"Thanks," Sammy said before moving around a bit and snuggling into her pillow.

"You're welcome," Victor said as a smile spread across his lips, "Get some sleep, I'll be in the living room if you need me."

"Kay," Sammy said so softly it wasn't much more than a whisper.

Victor pulled the door closed before heading for the living room and starting to flip through the channels, deciding on some cooking show before starting to clean up. He was glad that he could help cheer up his little sister even just a little bit and as he thought back to what she said he smiled, as far as he was concerned she was the best as well.

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The End