NCIS Agent By Birth (Naval Criminal Investigative Service)

The Call

After being gone, from home, for 4 long years, things kinda changed. My father didn't know I was coming home yet. To be honest, no one did. Other than one person and that was; Director Thomas Morrow. I kept in contact with everyone, well almost everyone. Those I did was; Director Thomas Morrow, my father, Abby and Ducky. Mostly with my father and Morrow. Sometimes Abby when she needed help with forensics. But was most in contact was Morrow to give him details of things. Expressly when I was on field or when there was a terrorist attack.

But the day I was coming home, he was the first to know. I was in my Marine ACU uniform when I had called him up.

(What Kelly looked like in her combat uniform.)

I was on screen in the telecom room when he walked into the room. "Morrow, so nice to see you."

"Major Gibbs, so nice yo see you too." He said so formal. He only did when I called him by his last name.

"Okay, Thomas you know you don't have to call me that." I told him.

"I know Kelly. I just do when you address me by Morrow." He said chuckling a little.

"True, where's my father at?" I had asked.

"Gibbs is out on field with DiNozzo. Won't be back for a while. He just left about 20 minutes or so, why what's up." He asked me.

"Well I have some great news, I'm coming home." I told him.

"Are you really?"

"Yea, my contract is up. I'm just waiting for them to set up the plane and I'll be home in about 2 to 4 hours. Give or take." I told him.

"That is wonderful news, Kelly."

"Yea, so don't tell my Father. Non of you guys that are in that room." I ordered.

"You heard the Major, not a word." Morrow told them.

"I'll send a car, for you so you can come here and surprise him." He told me.

"Okay, hopefully he isn't there when I show up, so I can sit at his desk with my feet up." I said laughing.

"Yea, well with our luck who knows. I'll let everyone know not to say a word expressly on that floor. You can surprise the others when you get here." He told me.

I nodded at him.

"Major Gibbs, you plane is ready to leave ma'am." One of the personal had told me.

"Thank you, Sergeant. As you were." I told him. "Well that's my cue to go. I'll see you in a few hours, Sir."

"See you, Kelly." He said.

I hung up the call and got up, grabbed my bag and walked out of the room and headed up top to the plane. Everyone was up top in a line waiting for me to go to my plane. Everyone was saluting me as I walked pass. They had to since I was a Major but also it was a traditional to do so when someone is leaving the ship for good.

My Colonel was waiting for my by my plane as I got to it. "Well Major Gibbs, I'm gonna miss you smart beautiful ass." He told me as he held out his hand.

"We both know this isn't the last time you will see me, Sir." I told him.

"No Ma'am, it won't. Just tell that father of yours; I said 'Hi' will yea."

"For sure, Colonel Briggs." I said as I saluted him and he done the same.

I got onto the plane and strapped up. It was gonna be along plane ride, but its gonna be worth it.

I woke up to the copilot yelling back to me, "Ma'am, we're landing in 5."

I nodded at him and held tight as we were descending to the ground. Once we had landed, I grabbed my bag and got off the plane. I walked inside the airport, to find my ride. There was a man in a suit with a paper with 'Major Gibbs' on it. I walked over to him and we walked out to his car.

When we arrived at the NCIS, I grabbed my bag and went inside the building. When I got to 3rd floor, I saw my father sitting at his desk looking over a case file while Tony was on the phone and on the computer.

I walked over to the opening of there area and dropping my bag hard. Tony jumped then looked up at the same time my father looked up.

Tony was eyeing me and my father got up smiling and walked over to me.

"Son of b***h, what are you doing here Kells." He asked me smiling big.

"I'm home for good Sir." I told him smiling as well.

My father was about to say something when Director Morrow came walking down the stairs. "Major!" He called.

"Morrow!" I called back.

He walked over to me and my father smiling as big as my father was when he first saw me.

"Let me take a look at you." He said as he stepped back from me for a moment. "Look good for being gone for 4 years."

I started smiling at him. "Permission to hug Sirs'?" I had asked Morrow and my father.

They nodded and I hugged them both. And that both kissed my head.

"So your home for good good for just temporarily good?" My father had asked.

I looked at Morrow then back at my father and smiled. "I'm home for good, dad."

"Dad? Wait your Kelly?" Tony asked.

I looked at him and nodded. "Yes, Tony. I'm the one and only Kelly Ann Gibbs." I had said.

"So grandfather, may I go see sister and other father?" I asked Morrow.

"Yes, Kelly." He said chuckling.

"Grandfather? Sister? Other father? I'm so confused." Tony said.

I laughed a little. "Yes. Thomas is like my grandfather, he help take care of me. And the other father and sister is Ducky and Abby. They use to babysit me kinda while my dad was on field."

"Ah," he said.

"Permission to leave Sir?" I had asked.

"Kelly Ann you know you don't need permission to leave. This place is like your home. Your allowed to go anywhere you like to go whenever you want." Morrow said.

I smiled at him. I bent down to grabbed my bag when my father was already reaching for it.

"I'll put it by my desk." My father told me. "Is your piece in your bag?" He asked.

"Yep. You know were not allowed to carry on the ship?"

"Even thought your an officer?" Tony asked.

"Yea, they changed the rules awhile back." I said.

"Well you can carry it around here. Just in case, we've had a few problems lately." My father told me.

"Right on top." I said.

My father opened up my bag and grabbed my Glock 19M pistol and clip. He put the clip into my pistol, pulled back, made sure it was on safety, and handed it to me. I put my pistol in my pants on my back side and headed to the elevator to go down to the basement to see Ducky.

When I got to the basement, I looked in through the window and I saw him working a body with some guy. I walked towards the door and it opened up. When the door slid open Ducky looked up and saw me.

"Please lord tell me that isn't who I think it is?" He had said.

The man that was working with him looked up and turned around and looked at me.

"Please tell me you see that person Gerald?" Ducky asked him.

"Yes, Ducky. There's a person there. A lovely young woman." Gerald told him.

"Hello, father Ducky." I called out.

"Dear lord, when did you get here child." He asked me.

"I just got here." I said chuckling.

"Get you marine butt over here and give me a hug." He told me.

I ran over to him as he was taking his bloody gloves off, then hugged him. I was excited to see him as he was of me. He hasn't seen me since I went off to college and the military.

"God look at you. When Gibbs told me about you in the military I was so scared for you. I know we talked on the telecom but still. You look great. How does it feel to be a Major?" He said.

"Ducky you have no idea. Those 8 years being away from here killed me. I know my father wanted me to go to college and do something for myself but still. You know I only went to military was to empress dad." I told him.

"Well you were always Gibbs baby girl." Ducky said then looked back to the dead body. "Gerald this is Kelly, Gibbs daughter from his first marriage. Kelly this is Gerald my assistant.

"Hello ma'am." Gerald greeted me.

"Hello." I greeted him.

"Have you seen Abby yet?"

"No I haven't seen my sister yet. I wanted to see my other father." I told him making him blush a little bit.

"Well can you do me a favor then, can you take this sample to her and tell her your father wants it asap." Ducky told me.

"Sure will." I said, as I started to walk away. "We should get together for lunch soon." I told him.

"Oh, we will." He said.

I walked out with the sample that Ducky gave me and went one floor up to Abby's lab.

When I hit her floor all I heard was her loud ass music. I love her but oh my god. I walked close to her to see what she was doing. She was doing something on the computer. Great, be a good time to get her. So I pretended to be my father.

"Good lord Abby turn down that crap." I said trying to sound like my father.

"Sorry Gibbs. You know I need music to concentrate." She said as she went to go turn down the music from her office. When she turned around she dead stopped and stared at me. "Please tell me I'm dreaming. I swear I heard Gibbs voice." She said.

"No, Abby." I said in a guys voice. "Its me, your little sister, Kelly." I said sounding like myself.

"Oh my god." She screamed then ran to me and jumped into my arms. "When did you get back?" She had asked as she got off of me.

"Just now." I told her. "I'm surprised everyone but Morrow. He knew I was coming back. I called him this morning."

"So you saved me for last."

"Yes, I saved you for last, because you always save the best for last." I told her, as I hugged her again. "Oh here, this is from Ducky. Dad needs it asap." I told her.

"Of course he does." She said.

I smiled at her.

We stood and talked for it felt like forever. She was telling about her one boyfriend that was talking to when the last time she told me about him. They broke up on good terms and joined space something. She forgot what it was called. I laughed at her.

We were laughing until my father came into the room.

"Ah music to my ears. God I missed that laugh." My father said as he got to me. "I tried calling to tell you I'm about to head home, if you wanted a ride."

"Oh yea, about that. I dropped it in the ocean." I told her.

"What? Why and when?" He asked me.

"Umm after the we talked, like 3 calls ago. I was up top and a fighter jet somewhat crashed onto the ship and I almost fell over and dropped it." I told him.

"I got you that phone when you graduated."

"Yea in high school." I said laughing. "Don't worry I'm going to buy me one as soon as I can. You still have my car at home?" I had asked.

"Yes, I do. Its in the garage." He told me.

I nodded. "Well I'll see you later Abby."

She nodded. "You too. Love you."

"Love you." I told her.

I walked out of the lab with my father to the elevator to our floor. I went over to his desk to grab my bag when Morrow came walking down the stairs. Tony was at his desk getting ready to leave like we were.

"Kelly, I have something to say." He said as he was walking over to us. "As promised to you, from way back when." He started to say then handed me a yellow envelope. "This is for you."

I looked at him then my father. He shrugged his shoulders at me. I rolled my eyes at him then looked at the envelope. I opened it up and slid out what was in it.

It was an NCIS badge with an photo ID and ID badge to get into the building. I knew exactly what this was. Me and Morrow had talked about me joining NCIS with my father as an special NCIS agent once I had came back from the military.

"As of that, you are next in line as your father, NCIS head boss. I know it sounds weird skipping you a head in front of everyone like Tony here. But you deserve it and since your still in the military, even though you said your home for good, you still have access to everything." He was saying. "Which means, since you went to college and graduated with masters of forensics and military police experience you are a double agent."

"So basically if I ain't working with my father, I'm working with Abby, and the other way around." I asked.

"Yes. Plus your father needs some extra hands." Morrow said. "So congratulations, I'll see you first thing in morning. Unless you take to take a day or two off to rest and get settled in and all. I mean its up to you, I'm not pushing you." He told me.

"Yea, give me a day to rest and settle in." I told him.

He nodded and gave me a hug then went back up to his office. I looked at Tony and he smiled and shook my hand.

My father grabbed my bag for me again and we went back to the elevator to go to the main floor. As it was closing, Tony ran to get inside and went down with us. As we got to the main floor, we went to my father's car and Tony went to his.

As we got home, again my father grabbed my bag and we went inside the house. The house hasn't changed much since the last time I was here. A few new  pictures, a few of them were me on the ship when my father had visited durning a case. I kinda helped on that. It was me, my father, and a few of his old members; Skipper (Jimmy) and Ryan. They were cool people, Skipper retired like a year after that picture was token, my 1st year on the ship that I was on. Ryan well that one was hard, he was shot on duty, right in front of me. I was in the field, working in Germany, as a sharpshooter and Morrow sent him over on a case, my 2nd year in the military. Me and him were on patrol, looking for the terrorist that had shot down a black ops gunner. When our convoy got ambushed like a mother fucker. Half my men plus Ryan had died. Ryan had token a bullet for me and died on impact. It still hits me hard. That's when Tony had joined NCIS with my father.

I took a deep breathe then went up to my old room. It never really changed much. My dad did tell me he got me a new bed and dresser. Which I were glad on the dresser part, because I broke the old one before I went to college.

My father had put my bag on the bed and looked at me. He smiled real big then hugged me.

"Glad your home kid."

"Me too, dad. Me too." I told him.

"Well I'm gonna let you get settled. If you need anything know where to find me." He told me as he walked out my room, shutting the door behind him.

That was one thing, I loved about my dad. He never ever hovered over me. Since I had turned 16 years old, he gave me my space. But since I just got home from the military, he really gave me my space. He had told me when I was younger, when you first get out of the military, its hard. You will have PTSD, (post-traumatic stress disorder). Basically, post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) is a mental health condition that's triggered by a terrifying event, either experiencing it or witnessing it. Symptoms may include flashbacks, nightmares and severe anxiety, as well as uncontrollable thoughts about the event. And he said what I had gone through, it will be a wild ride. Which I've had a few of those, like 9/11 when the world trade centers/twin towers got hit. I had to go into battle on that. And that was scary as hell.

I took my gun out from my back and set it under my pillow, then started undressing from my ACU's. When I got undressed, I grabbed my robe that was on the back of the door, put it on and went into the bathroom and took a nice hot shower.

After showering was done, went back into the room and got dressed.

I gone downstairs to the kitchen to look for some food. I made a couple sandwiches and went down to the basement to find my father. He was down there working on that stupid boat again. He was always working on it since I was a kid.

When I went to him, I handed him a sandwich. When he went to grab it he knocked over some of his tools he was using and when he did, I jumped and started freaking out. Badly.

I was freaking out so bad, that I almost dropped my own sandwich when I put my arms up over my head. My father had grabbed the sandwich and put them on the table and grabbed my arms.

"Kelly, its okay. It was just the tools." He told me. "Love it was just the tools." He repeated again to me.

I couldn't breathe. That's how bad I was freaking out.

Then life flashed before my eyes. A person was standing in front of me. It was my father, it was Ryan. The one that took a bullet for me. I was suppose to be dead, if it were for me.

"Ryan, I'm sorry." I mumbled out.

"Baby, Ryan isn't here. He's dead." My father had told me.

After about 5 minutes or so, I started to calm down. When I did, I looked up at my father that was next to me holding me.

"You okay?" He asked me.

"Yea, I think so. I was just having a flashback from Ryan taking the bullet, that was suppose to hit me." I told him.

"I know you really like the guy." My father had said.

"More then like father," I started to say. "While I was overseas, we were penpals, getting really close. He wasn't even supposed to come there. But when Morrow was sending someone to help over he volunteered so he could see me." I said almost breaking down.

"Was you two a thing, like dating?" He asked me.

"Kinda. I know he was 5 years older then me and apart of your team, it was just something there." I told him.

"Shhh," my father shush me while rubbing my back. "Its all in the past now. I knew something was up with him when Morrow had always told me that you were on the telecoms. He would always come with me and stay longer when I left." My father told me.

It was quiet for a while, us just sitting on the floor of the basement, me leaning into my fathers arms, him holding me. I really missed Ryan, so much.

"Can I ask you something?" He asked me. I nodded my head yes for him and he went on. "Did you two ever done anything?" He asked me.

"Once." I had said. "When he came to see me, I was in Germany. They had me in a little shack type house and he stayed with me." I told him.

"Oh," he had said. "You want to keep talking about him. It helps to talk about what's bothering/hurting you. Expressly when you are dealing with PTSD." He told me.

I took a deep breathe. Did I really want to talk about this. Maybe it will help.

"When he came to visit, I had made us dinner. It wasn't much but it was the thought that count." I started to say. "We talked for hours and hours. We talked about the letters we wrote back and forth for two years. The calls. The cases we both have done. You and the crew. Mom. Me. Him. It was the most I've ever talked." I said. "It was like we understood everything about each other. It was like we known each other our whole life's. Which we haven't, that was the problem. I've only known him since I was 13." I said.

"You were in love with him, wasn't you?" He asked me.

"What wasn't to love about him. He was kind, sweet, and caring. We had done it that night after talking it seemed forever." I had told him. I felt him tense up to me saying that, but I went up. "The next few days, we walked around in our combat uniform doing a 400 yard perimeter radius. We would laugh at each other as we were walking, talking on the com's when we started going around the camp/base. The day we went out in the convoy, to search for the guy we were looking for, the day he was supposed to go home, but he wanted to stay one more day, me and him was in the 3rd truck when the 1st and last truck got hit by a missile. Our truck didn't see it happening when he hit the 1st truck and sent flying in the air and flipped. Ryan had helped me out as I was pinned in. Once he got me out with the help of my team covering us, we head over to a huge rock for cover." I was saying. It felt hard to talk about this, talking about how he died. I know its been 2 years but it still hurt. "We were shooting every man we could see. I already lost half my men. When a man came behind us. It was the man we were looking for, he shoot one of my men that was next to me, sending his blood all over me when I noticed him. I went to shoot him, but my gun had jammed and right as the guy went to shoot me, Ryan got up ran over to me and got hit with the bullets that was meant for me. When I saw what was going on, I had grabbed my pistol from my waist and shot the man in the head. When I did that, all the gun firing was over with, I half ran over to Ryan. The bullets went through his vest. As he was dying," I said started tearing up. "He had said his last words to me, I was shocked at what he said." I said as I started breaking down.

"Honey, what did he say?" My father asked me.

"He told me; he loved me." I said balling my eyes out. "That was his last breathe, I started slamming my arms on his chest, telling him to stay with me. I needed him to stay with me. What was left of my men ran over to us. Two of them grabbed me and told me to get into the truck as others were grabbing Ryan and the man that shot him. They were sending a bigger truck to pick up the others. It was my job to make sure Ryan was safe. Not the other way around. I was the one in the military, not him. He was just help, and extra. Because y'all were looking for him as well." I told my father in between cries. "I didn't even get to tell him, I loved him yet. And he had to get himself killed." I said as I finally started crying more then I was.

When I had said Ryan's death had hit me hard, well I'm pretty sure you can tell as I'm crying my eyes out on my father. It was really hard, the love of your life, getting shot down just to safe your life. I wish I could take it all back. Pushed him out of the way, getting myself shot and tell him my last breathe that I loved him. But I couldn't do that.

After him getting killed, they sent me and Ryan's body to the ship I was on and shipped him back home. I wanted to go with him and tell his family and NCIS myself but I was ordered to go on the ship. As I got on to the ship I had called NCIS head quarters and talked to Morrow. When he came into view and saw something was wrong he had asked. It felt like it all just happened yesterday.

"Hey Kelly," he started to say then he notices my red puffy eyes. "Where's Ryan? What's wrong, Kelly?" He had asked me.

"Director Morrow, Ryan's dead sir." I had said.

Everyone in the telecom room had stopped what they were doing and all looked at me then to Morrow.

"What do you mean he's dead, Kelly? What had happened?" He had asked me.

"We were in Germany searching for the guy you had asked us to find, when my convoy got ambushed. I lost half my men, Sir. Ryan saved my life when the man that we were looking for had shoot one of my men next to me and was about to do the same damn thing to me, Sir. When Ryan got up from his post and ran to me and saved my life, Sir. He risked his life to save me, Sir. A military officer." I had said started to tear up while telling him what had gone out.

"What about the man? Please tell me you didn't let that son of a b***h get away from us again, Major." Morrow had asked getting pissed off that not that one of his men had died but me getting almost hurt.

"No sir, he didn't get away. I made damn sure of that. I shot the bastard right in the head." I told him, as I was handed paperwork to sign to released Ryan's body back to DC to NCIS. "Ryan's body is being shipped out to DC to NCIS. Tell my father that I am so very sorry." I told him.

"Will do, Major. And thank you for calling me and telling me about Ryan. I am so very sorry." Morrow told me.

"Wish I could come back with him for everything but I'm needed here." I told him.

"Yes, you have your orders." He told me.

"Major out." I said as I ended the call.

After my break down, I ate the sandwich and my father helped me back to my room. I was tired after my flight and me, breaking down. No ones ever felt pain or lose like I had been through. Lost my mother had a young age, lost half my men in front of me in battle, the one that I loved in front of me. Being in the military did suck, but you have yo live on with life.

An that's what I'm going to do. Is live on for Ryan and my father. No one knew about me and Ryan other then my father since I had told him. But he kinda already knew.

As I fall to sleep, I had tried to think of the happy times with Ryan from when I was a kid to the very end. It trust me it was hard.

(Human by Christina Perri)

(I dedicate this song to the ending of this chapter for Kelly.)



Hope everyone like this chapter. I sure did. I went over this chapter idk how many times to get it right. But I think I got it right. I don't know much about PTSD but I do know it is a pain in the ass. My have family that has gone through it and told me what and how they went through it. How they cope with it.

Some had said they had to deal with it some had say they talked about it to help them get over what had happened that it helps kinda to move on but it will always be there with you.

At the end of this chapter, I started to cry at my own work of the lost of Ryan for saving Kelly's life and the lost of her men from getting ambushed. I've watches so many military movies and shows to know how that feels to loose your men in battle and that it hurts.

So please comment and vote on how you liked this chapter.

Xoxoxo