Louisa
- Chapter 2: How Do I Tell Her?
"She's cute."
"She's only about 17." Ziva stared disgustedly at Tony.
"She's still cute." Tony countered. McGee sighed and looked at Ziva, who rolled her eyes.
"You're disgusting." She said. Tony opened his mouth to argue when a large hand connected with the back of his head.
"Two words, DiNozzo...Jail Bait" Gibbs said, Louisa was trailing after him and she spared Tony and sympathetic look. He shrugged and flashed her a grin as he sat back at his desk. 20 minutes ago, Gibbs had walked back into the office, still in a bad mood, but this time with a young girl walking behind me, looking around in awe at the office. Gibbs had walked straight passed them, grabbed a file off his desk and gestured the girl to follow him and disappeared back into the elevators.
"What do you want me to do Boss, it's not like we've got a case at the moment..." He trailed off as Gibbs glared at him. "Work...right, on it Boss."
"I knew you guys were secret agents." Louisa piped up from behind the partition at the end of the bullpen. She stuck her head round.
"Actually, we aren't secret." McGee answered.
"Although a lot of people don't know we exist." Tony added. Ziva laughed and nodded at Louisa who looked confused.
"So, can you guys tell me where to find my mother?" She asked. Tony, McGee and Ziva exchanged looks as Gibbs grabbed her y the arm and hauled her towards to elevators.
"Hey!" She protested as the door closed, blocking out Gibbs response. Tony stared at Ziva.
"What the hell is going on?"
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"Abby!" Gibbs shouted over the music. Louisa's eyes widened as a dark head with pig tails stuck out from behind a machine on the floor. The studded dogs collar was enough to make Louisa curious, but the 4 inch platform boots and knee high socks made her speechless. Not only that, but the fact that her face lit up with a grin and she bounced off the floor, all added to the young woman's extraordinary appearance.
"Gibbs!" She shouted over the music and grabbed the remote to turn it down. Once the music was at an acceptable volume, she turned towards them.
"What can I do for you today, Oh Great...whoa." She stopped as she took in Louisa. "Gibbs, she looks just like..." She said staring at the teenager. Louisa looked up at Gibbs whose jaw muscles were working overtime again.
"I know, Abs, can you just keep an eye on her for a while, I need to sort a few things out." He turned to leave.
"Wait!" Louisa and Abby both said, causing both the girls to smile at each other.
"Where are you going?" Louisa asked. Gibbs carried on walking. She turned back to Abby. "Does he always just ignore people?" She asked. Abby put an arm around the girl.
"All the time, its part of his charm. So...tell me about yourself? Do you like Plastic Death?"
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"Duck." Gibbs said as he walked into autopsy. Ducky turned from the cadaver he was working on.
"Ah Jethro. I see you have lost your shadow." Ducky smiled at his friend. Gibbs scowled slightly.
"Ducky, have you been holding out on me again?" He asked. Ducky frowned in confusion, he face relaxed as understanding crept up on him.
"Jethro, I didn't know. She never told me." Gibbs nodded. He hated having to ask Ducky, but he needed to know if he had been kept in the dark about something as important as this by his old friend again.
"She just literally fell into my lap Duck, you know I don't believe in coincidences." Ducky laughed.
"I know. She looks just like her mother doesn't she? Its quiet extraordinary actually, reminds me of a time when..." Ducky began only to be interrupted by Gibbs.
Duck, not now." Gibbs said, rubbing small circles into his temples. "I have got a 17 year old girl looking for her mother and I have no idea what to do with her." He sighed and Ducky handed him a glass of whiskey from the bottle in his desk. Gibbs drained the glass and handed it back.
"I think you need to tell her." Ducky said. Gibbs looked up at him.
"How do I tell her, her mother died to protect me?"