UnNCIS: Chapter 8
NCIS Headquarters
Washington D.C.
1544
Gibbs sat at his desk pondering about what happened a few hours ago. He was starring at the empty bullpen. First Lexie's desk to his right. She always had pictures of her family up there. Her sisters, her parents, even her brother-in-law. Now Gibbs would have to call Seattle and tell everyone that she was dead, because of his recklessness.
Then, Gibbs looked at Mark's desk diagonal from his. He only had one picture hanging up. It was a picture of a dark-haired man and him. He was wearing a lab coat, and Mark was dressed up for the cold. Gibbs had suspected that he was Mark's 'partner', but Mark was straight as a pole.
Gibbs looked at the last desk, George's. The kid has always been full of life and happy. He put up with Mark's teasing on a daily basis. But today when he dropped him off at his house, he saw a shell, an empty shell that couldn't be filled again.
Suddenly, Gibbs office phone started ringing, interrupting him from his thoughts.
He answered. "Hello."
"Gibbs report to my office." Its was Director Morrow.
Gibbs hung up the phone and quickly ascended the steps. He opened the directors door, not bothering to knock.
"Gibbs I approved the collaboration with the FBI. However due to recent events, I can't have you there alone." Morrow started.
"What about George, I still have him."
"Do really think the kid wants to come back to a high risk job after what he just saw?" Morrow asked rhetorically. "
'No.' Gibbs answered internally.
"Anyway, I have a new Agent for you. His name is Timothy McGee. He was one of my best agents, but last year he witnessed all of his teammates die, right in front of him, even his boss. I figured you two could relate, and I also need someone neutral to work this case."
"How is he neutral? What if he becomes sympathetic to the case? I can't risk him doing something that will jeopardize our finding of the bastard.
"Well Gibbs, thats not my problem, he's your senior agent control him."
Gibbs nodded.
"He's waiting for you downstairs." Gibbs turned and walked towards the door. "Oh and I forgot to mention, he's a little shy."
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When Gibbs came back to the bullpen he saw a man standing there. He was about 6'1, he had a baby face, and haunted light brown eyes. He kept his face straight, trying his best not to show any emotion.
Gibbs slowly approached the man and held out his hand.
"You must be Agent Timothy McGee."
McGee nodded and reluctantly grasped Gibbs hand to shake.
"Well, as you can see, I don't really have a team right now. We just lost two agents and the other just isn't himself right now. So, tell me a little about yourself."
McGee opened his mouth, like he was about to say something but closed and stayed silent.
"Ok i'll tell you a little about myself." Gibbs started. "I was in the Marines a few years ago, but left because I experienced something similar to what you did."
McGee closed his eyes.
"My squadron was shot at overseas, I lost some good friends. There were only three of us left. But we somehow made it back to the base. I resigned from the Marines because of PTSD, but my father helped me get through it before he passed."
McGee opened his eyes and stared at him in understanding.
"I-I...was a...graduate from MIT. And I...joined NCIS a few years back. We were sent...to Spain to track down a suspect. We had him...but a...bomb came out of...nowhere and..." He trailed off.
"I understand McGee." Gibbs said. "I understand perfectly."
McGee nodded.
"So did you know Lexie, Mark, or George." Gibbs asked changing the subject.
"No, but I thought the director said that only two of them died." McGee said confused.
"Yes he did and he was right, but George is not coming back for along time. Even if we got him some help, he's never going to be the boy he used to be again."
"Sounds...like me."
"Not as long as you're still willing to become the person you were before. And I may not have know you before, but I see some of you breaking through already."
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Baltimore Maryland
BPD Precinct
1550
"Ok Kate and Tony told us to be here at 1545 and they're late." Jane said as she paced back and forth. Jane, Maura, and Brad were waiting outside of BPD for the others.
"And I swear if they show up together, i'm not riding in a car with either of them."
"What do you mean Jane?" Maura asked.
"Oh please they've been flirting with each other since the moment they met. I don't want to ride in a car with two lovebirds."
"I think you're exaggerating."
"Last night with take out. Tony you have something on your face, let me get it for you." She said in a mocking tone. "They've been together for a day and looks like they've been together for years."
"Weren't we like that once." Brad spoke up.
Jane's ears started to turn red. She was thankful that her hair covered them up.
"You know what why don't we separate men and women. It'l give me a chance to get to know Kate." She said in a fake cheery tone.
Maura looked at her friend concerned. She remembered exactly what happened between her and Brad a few years ago.
Then Tony and Kate pulled up in the same car.
"Never mind." Jane said. Then she walked to Brad's car and sat in the passenger seat.
Maura and Brad shared a brief look before walking to the car.
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