Shout out to "Frame Up" commentary with Micheal and Paulley. TOO MUCH ORANGE! Enjoy



Jenny paced her office and kept glancing at the clock. She swore her clock was broken. She had been just been leaving to get Haley from the airport when an urgent message had come from SecNav in MTAC and she was forced to send Pacci and Balboa to go get her.

Jenny figured Haley would be okay with Pacci. Pacci could make almost anyone smile and Haley would reconize the agent from the stories Jen had told of her probie days.

Oh. No. She had almost forgot. Haley knew. It had been on one of their stakeout missions and Jenny had been thinking of Jethro. In a moment weakness, Jenny had spilled the beans to Haley and told her about everything. Crap. Of course, she had made Haley swear she wouldn't tell, but Haley could slip up.

Jenny let her mind drift back to the past and remembered her Ops with Haley. When she had been partnered with the girl, she had almost thrown in her badge then and there. Partnered with a 13 year old!! (It was a year ago.) She didn't care that Mossad said she was deadly, she was furious, but only after two hours of knowing Haley, the saying "Don't judge a book by its cover." had a whole new meaning to Jenny. Haley had been mature and held her own in a room full of powerful adults. She comfortably opposed ideas from her elders and made great arguments. The two women had hit it off well, even with Jenny's prior convictions. They worked well together, and formed a close bond. The partnership ended when Jenny was offered a job that would no doubt lead to the Director's chair. Jenny had left, and Haley had taken it standing up.

Now Jenny had to deal with the hole she may or may not have left in the poor girl's heart


"Ziva. Ziva. Zeee-Vaahh!" Tony whinned from his desk.

"What Tony?!" she snapped.

"What does your friend look like?"

"Are you really asking that?"

"Yeah."

"She just lost her team!!"

"I'm not asking her on a date, I just want to know what she looks like." Ziva rolled her eyes and decided to humor Tony. Didn't mean that she could hold out on one small detail....

"Dark brown hair, green eyes, pretty face."

"Is she athletic?"

"She can play most sports, and is really flexible." Tony's eyes widened and a smug look settled in them.

"Can't wait to meet her."

"Hmm, she nothing like you've ever seen Tony." Ziva assured, inwardly congratulating herself on pulling Tony into her trap. Can't wait to see his face she thought. "I'm going to the head. Be right back."

Tony watched Ziva walk away, his mind already making a plan to catch this mysterious friend of hers.

Just as the door closed to the washroom, the elevator doors opened, and from that moment on, NCIS would never be the same.


Haley had just spent two hours in a car with one NCIS agent Chris Pacci, and now understood why Jen held such respect for the man. He had accepted her status without questioning and as soon as he had found out her prior relationship with Jen, he had told her stories of her friend's probie days.

The wound in Haley's heart was healing and she willed herself to be completely healed on the outside by the time she saw Jen. She wasn't one of those cliche characters in books, which took the whole damn story to heal. Yes it had hurt her. Yes she was sad, but no way was she going to let it take over her. They wouldn't have wanted that. Emotional hurt was like a bleeding wound. The more you push down on it, the less it will bleed. She had learned that from Jen.

"Agent Miller?" Pacci asked as they stepped into the elevator and breaking Haley's train of thought.

"Yeah, Pacci?"

"Can I drop you off at the squadroom? I'm needed in MTAC." Haley smiled and was relieved that Pacci thought her competent enough to find her way through the building.

"Definitely. Thank you Agent Pacci."

"Not a problem. Here you are." The doors opened and Haley stepped out of the elevator.

The room she was in looked like a normal agency office, except everything was orange. What the hell is with these people and orange? She shrugged her shoulders and headed towards the first grouping of desk that were occupied. There were five desks and only two were filled. One was with a man who looked a lot like Thom E. Gemcity and the other with a cute looking agent maybe in his late thirties. The cute one was closest and she went to up to his desk and cleared her throat.

"Hmh." He looked up and his eyes widened. "Do you know where I could find Director Shepard?" she asked without any foreplay. He blinked and answered,

"Ummm up the stairs and at the end of the hall."

"Thank you." and Haley turned her back on the cutie, but he added.

"She's still in MTAC though." Haley turned back around.

"When will she be out?"

"I have no idea, but she was expecting someone." Once again, Haley was sure that Jenny had withheld her name and age this time.

"I think that someone is m-"

"HALEY!" Ziva emerged from the bathroom and rushed towards her friend. Haley looked a foot taller to Ziva and a lot different. She hugged her old friend and mumbled to her in Herbrew, "I have missed you child." and Haley responded,

"As have I my dear." Ziva released Haley and took a step back to look at her. Ziva saw no fear and hurt in the girl's eyes and it bothered her. A 14 year old should not heal that fast. It wasn't natural. But with Mossad, feelings were pushed to the side and are kept to the minimum. Haley always was the most understanding and passionate. Ziva had seen the teen grow up from when she first started walking to the age of ten, when she started getting assignments to herself. Her thoughts were broken by Haley's question.

"Hey Ziva do you know when Jen's going to be done?"

"Hey Miller, your six!" came a voice Haley hadn't heard in ages. She turned and saw the strongest person she ever knew, not to mention unbearably beautiful. Jenny Shepard.


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