Recently, I have put my other story, The Mute, up for adoption. It was a very hard decision. This story, however, is NOT up for adoption.

Enough with the depressing stuff! Enjoy!

"You're allowed to force her off the road and apprehend her, White, not run her over," Director Shepard said through the earwig. Both Gibbs and Rosa growled in annoyance. They got involved in a millisecond long shoving match to see who would drive. Gibbs used his size and won. Rosa vaulted herself over the hood of the car and got in the passenger side. She didn't have time to buckle her seatbelt before Gibbs peeled out of the lot.

He weaved in and out of traffic, tires squealing, letting the horses under the hood run wild. Andrhriana sped a half-second in front of them, trying her damnedest to shake them. After a particularly dangerous turn, Rosa was thrown hard against her door. Gibbs didn't hear her hiss of pain over the honks of innocent cars.

Suddenly, Andrhriana lost control. She crashed her back end into the corner of a building while turning and spun to a stop. With inhuman speed, the dark-haired priestess hoped out of the ruined vehicle and took off. Gibbs brought their car to a screeching halt, unable to get past the wrecked car to the woman. "Lord, give me strength and speed…" Rosa murmured inaudibly as she scrambled out of the car. Shucking her high heels from her feet, Rosa took off like a shot with nothing but a switchblade for a weapon.

"ROSA!" Gibbs howled hoarsely. Only now did he realize that maybe, just maybe, he really cared about her. He had three daughters – one dead, Kelly, two surrogates, Abby and Ziva – but maybe he now had four? But for how long? "Tony! Get back-up! Rosa's going after her!" he yelled into the hidden microphone, wherever it was.

Back in MTAC, Tony's gut clenched. His little sister was going after…?

(Scene Change)

Half an hour later, Andrhriana and Rosa were both still going strong. Rosa had deviously herded her quarry away from her known haunts and towards a bridge across town where she prayed the police were waiting. Unknown to her, McGee had hacked and done some other cyber wizardry so he and the others could watch her and her enemy race through the streets via traffic cameras and security footage. Tony had used this info to inform law enforcement were they were headed. Rosa just thanked the Good Lord when she saw flashing lights and armed officers. She even glimpsed Gibbs among them.

Andrhriana went pale. They had her cornered and she knew it, but she wasn't going down without a fight. She whirled around, and headed for a side street. It slowed her down and Rosa saw her chance. Her heart beat faster, roaring in her ears, her breath hitched, and her muscles tensed. Her eyes flashed that strange mossy green.

(Gibbs POV)

Thirty yards away, Gibbs watched in amazement as the women rounded the corner towards them. They were still as fast as when they had started! He saw the target's face go pale when she saw her welcoming party. She swerved sharply, heading for a side street. Gibbs's attention snapped to Rosa and he winced. Her bare feet were a bloody mess, torn up from the tarmac and concrete of the city. But she pounded on, as though she couldn't feel it. Then he saw something on her face. He squinted. Still not clear. He irritably snatched a pair of glasses off a startled officer's face, and put them on his own. Now he saw, with a gut lurching clench, that flecks of blood were around her mouth. "Rosa…" he whispered desperately. He watched as her strides got longer and quicker, as her eyes turned a slightly frightening grey-green. His heart was in his throat as he watched with pride and horror as his youngest agent leaped, slamming her shoulder into the other woman's stomach, executing a perfect football tackle.

Officers swarmed. Gibbs shoved his way through the throng to his agent. She lay panting beside the priestess, who was in the process of being dragged away. She looked awful. "Rosa? You OK?"

"Do I look OK to you?" she growled, obviously in a lot of pain. Gibbs only chuckled. She'd be OK.

(Scene Change)

But she was not as OK as he had hoped. Ducky came back from talking with the doctor that was treating her. "She has to be in an incredible amount of pain, Jethro. Her injuries from when we found her haven't healed yet, he leg has to be in a brace now. Her feet will heal, but she will limp for quite some time. Her shoulder's banged up from her flying tackle. They also found that one of her ribs is bruised!"

"What about her lungs, Duck? She was spitting up blood."

"That's the strangest thing. They pulled up Rosalind's old medical files, and found that she not only has asthma, but a heart murmur as well! Even without a bruised rib, she is not physically capable of running that fast for that long! It can only be explained by adrenaline…"

"Holy…" Gibbs glanced at Tony, who was listening anxiously behind him with Tim and Ziva. They were shocked.

Gibbs stormed into Rosa's examination room. She looked up, a little shocked and intimidated by his furious look. He tried to glare at her but it soon disappeared, replaced with a look of concern. Rosa didn't know what to make of this change in mood, so she waited for him to make the first move. "I thought I already told you to have a better sense of self-preservation," he said as he sat on the bed next to her.

"She would've disappeared into the city if I didn't chase her. She'd tell the People were I was. I don't want to cause more problems for you…"

Gibbs sighed and put an arm around her shoulders, being careful of her injuries. She stiffened, surprised. She looked at him. He looked at her. They didn't speak, they didn't need to. They both had painful pasts, and both were just looking for family. He cracked a smile. She gave him a crooked smile in return.

"That was one hell of a tackle." She chuckled at his comment, and relaxed. She glanced out the window to see Ducky, Abby, Ziva, Tony, Tim, Jenny, and even Palmer peering in. When they saw her looking at them they started waving with large smiles, glad to see their newest team mate was going to be ok. She gave them the most beautiful, toothy smile some of them had ever seen. She looked at them with open affection and protectiveness. She wasn't about to lose this family.