Alright, this has been bouncing around in my head cluttering up space that probably should be devoted to grades(according to my report card:P) It's probably not that great but I figured why not? No matter how much I wish I own NCIS, I'm afraid I don't.

Here's the scoop:

Tony: 9 years old but he calls himself 10

Kate: 10 years old

Tim: 7 "and a half!"

Ziva: she doesn't know whether she's 6 or 7

Jimmy: 6 years old

Abby: 4 years old

On with the show…..

The train is the loudest thing either of the two boys sitting on the platform have ever heard. Tony watches, amused, as Tim stares at it with wide eyes. Tim is like a little brother to him. They've known each other forever, or at least it seems like that.

Tim McGee and Tony DiNozzo are both orphans. They met when they were both living on the street, and had been sent to the orphanage as ages five and seven. After had spending two awful years there together, they were selected to be put on an orphan train bound west. Tony, though he teases Tim relentlessly, is fiercely protective of him, and Tim looks up to Tony.

"Tony?" Tim asked, his voice almost shaking. "Do…do you think it'll work? The plan?"

"Shh!" Tony said harshly. "Of course it'll work, McWorryPants! But we'll get found out if you don't keep quiet!"

"Sorry," Tim said. "I just…" he was interrupted by the man who had told them to call him James ushered them onto the train.

"K-Kate, we're not gonna get split up, right?" Abby asked, pulling on her older friend's sleeve. Kate was standing on her tip-toes and trying to see what was going on around them.

"Of course we are not, Abby," her only other friend, Ziva said. "We will all stay together, even if it means we must run away." This grabbed Kate's attention.

"Ziva!" Kate said. "Don't put ideas into her head!"

Abby looked panicked. "We're not gonna run away, right? We're gonna get adopted, by a mommy and a daddy. Right?" she begged, looking for reassurance.

"Of course, Abby," Kate said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Abby, being only four and not knowing when she was being lied to, accepted the answer as a fact and began playing with her only possession, a torn up doll. Ziva, though, had her fair share of experiences where she was lied to, and she saw the lying look in Kate's eye. The two older girls shared a look and nodded, confirming their plan. If they were to get split up, one of them would stay with Abby no matter what, and the other would try to keep in touch.

Kate had been sent to the orphanage by her mother when she turned five, and she had been in the orphanage for another five years. Ziva had been her first truly close friend, and they both latched onto Abby with their hearts. After her family immigrated to America when she was young, Ziva had been abandoned on the streets. She had grown up there for the better part of her life, learning how to take care of herself in the process. She didn't know exactly how old she was, but she did know she was either six or seven. She didn't even know her real birthday. With help from Kate, she had picked the date out herself. But she didn't let it bother her much, but it was kind of scary, not knowing how old she was. Abby had been left at the orphanage when she was still a baby, with all of her birth information written on a note, along with a letter from her birth mother. She kept the note in the pocket of her doll's dress. The three of them were closer than sisters, but the coming adventure would test their bonds to the max.

They were being sent on the orphan train. This was their last chance to make it together.