Chapter 2

James Diamond stepped out of the terminal, his carry-on in hand. He ran a hand through his hair quickly before removing his sunglasses, putting them in his pocket. He looked around and he chuckled as he felt the girls stare at him. It was the same old story wherever he went.

"Do you need help with anything sir?" an attendant asked him, nearly batting her eyelashes at him.

"I'm fine thank you," he replied and she nearly fainted at the sound of his voice, like she wasn't expecting a response. He turned back and looked around again.

"Diamond! James Diamond!" he heard and a smile came on his face as he looked and saw his older brother Tony getting held back by security, James's luggage by his side. "A little help here please?"

"Hey!" James called. "He's cool! Did you let him show you his badge?" The officers looked at each other before they let him go. "You were having trouble there brother?"

"They saw my gun and they thought I was a threat," Tony muttered.

"I can see that." James grinned as Tony scowled.

"They have no idea what could have happened if they didn't let me go. I mean,come on, I'm a federal officer for crying out loud. But enough about me, how have things been going?"

James's mood changed completely. "Still no leads," he sighed. "I don't know how much longer I can take this."

"You'll figure it out. I know you."

"I sure hope so. Now come on, don't we need to get to the base?"

"Come on, let's go!" Tony turned around and almost crashed into security again. He side-stepped them before he could get ran over. "Now let's go before I get caught by them again for no good reason."

James chuckled, being his brother's shadow was going to be very interesting.

Kendall Knight walked away from luggage claim, sighing as he narrowed his eyes, looking around. He knew who was getting him, but he wasn't sure where to look for him.

"Kendall Knight!" he heard his name getting called and he turned around, a soft smile on his face as he looked at one of the major father figures of his life.

"Hey Gibbs," Kendall said, extending his hand in a handshake. He was a bit shocked when he got pulled into a hug.

"You don't need to give me a handshake Knight," Gibbs said, chuckling slightly. "You know me more than that."

"Force of habit," Kendall said. "That's what they taught me."

"I remember that," Gibbs commented.

"It's still the same."

"How's the family?"

"They're good. Mom couldn't believe NCIS actually wanted me to come and shadow you. Katie's just plain excited about it."

"You deserve it. You're a great agent. Now come on, we need to get back there."

"Lead the way," Kendall said, eager to get started.

Carlos Garcia made his way through the crowded airport, his luggage in hand. He sighed as he saw a huge crowd by the doors. Tapping his helmet, he barged through the crowd quickly, getting out of baggage claim and onto the side.

"Carlos Garcia," a voice said and Carlos instantly knew that this was Ziva David, the agent he would be shadowing.

"That's me."

"Interesting helmet."

"I've had it since I was a kid," Carlos responded, tapping it twice. "There was no way that I was going to give it up."

"Very well," Ziva said. "We should go."

Carlos walked around back and put his luggage in the trunk before getting into the passenger seat.

"Nervous?" Ziva asked, noticing the way his hands were clasped together.

"More excitement than nerves," Carlos replied.

"Well your excitement will come in handy," Ziva told him before driving off.

Logan Mitchell exited the plane, holding his carry-on in one hand, his laptop bag over his shoulder. He ran a hand over his hair before putting his bag on, the straps fitting on his shoulder. Where to look, where to look. He began to walk and didn't notice when he bumped into someone.

"I'm sorry!" he said, backing up so the other person could steady himself. "I wasn't paying attention."

"Don't worry about it," came the reply and then there was a pause. "Are you Logan Mitchell?"

"Yes I am."

"I'm Timothy McGee, NCIS." Just great, Logan just walked right into his shadower.

"Alright," Logan said, scratching the back of his head.

"Don't worry about that," McGee said, knowing what he was thinking. "It was an accident. I've done that plenty of times."

Logan chuckled. That made him feel a bit better.

"We should get your bag and go."

"Sounds good to me."

They made their way over to baggage claim and once they collected Logan's belongings, they went to McGee's car and began their drive to NCIS.

All four shadows were walking with their "mentors", so to speak, when they all froze at the first central meeting point, spotting each other at once. They all had the same reaction.

"Kendall?"

"James?"

"Carlos?"

"Logan?"

"You guys are the other shadows?" they all asked, each slightly excited.

"Wait," DiNozzo said. "You all know each other?"

"Are you kidding me bro?" James asked. "We graduated together. We were best friends and we were on the same hockey team together?"

"Were?" McGee asked.

"After we graduated we all sectioned off since we all proceeded with our careers," Logan said this time.

"We still kept in touch," Carlos added.

"But this is the first time we've seen each other in a few years," Kendall concluded.

"And now you get to work together," Vance said as he walked down the stairs. "Which is exactly why I picked these four."

"You knew?" Ziva asked.

"Yes. I picked them since I knew they could work together."

Gibbs chuckled. "Maybe you should have told them," he said to Vance.

"Did everyone know but us?" the others asked.

"We didn't want you telling them when you picked them up. We wanted to see how they would react. And seeing this, I knew it was a good thing," Vance said. "I expect good things from you four," he said to the new agents.

Kendall, James, Carlos and Logan nodded. The four best friends were brought together again.