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Godson

Chapter 1

Gibbs' day hadn't even started off very well. He had woken up with a headache, had spilled his coffee and the minute he'd arrived at work he'd been called into MTAC. He barged into the room in time to see a call disconnect. He got one good look at the man's face, tan with dirty blond hair and dark blue eyes, before he disappeared. He'd been wearing the mark of a colonel. He moved towards where he could see the Director's dark red hair and sat down next to her. "What's going on Jen?" he asked.

She turned to him, her expression reading as mystified. "The FBI is turning a case over to us." She told him. Gibb's arched in eyebrow in surprise. "Well, that's new." He commented. "Their suspect a marine?" He asked, even though he knew that even if it was they wouldn't be getting the case. It was something much bigger than that.

Jenny shook her head, starting to look a bit bemused. Which was never a good look to see on the face of any Director. "That's the problem Jethro. This case doesn't fall into our jurisdiction. I cannot see any reason for them to hand us this case."

He frowned but before he could say anything, one of the technicians working in the room spoke up. "Madame Director, the FBI is contacting us."

"Connect us." She ordered.

The screen flared to life, revealing FBI Agent Tobias Fornell waiting impatiently at his desk. His old friend leaned forward once the connection stabilized, his eyes intense. "Oh Gibbs. Good, we don't have much time."

Gibbs stood up quickly and walked forward. "Tobias. What is going on?" he demanded.

"Missing person." Was the prompt reply. "Dr Katherine Tennet, 19, astrophysicist with an IQ of 180 and a specialty in," He paused to squint at a few papers on his desk. "'radical energy anomalies in the atmosphere' whatever that means. She went missing on her way to work this morning."

A picture appeared on the screen momentarily of a ridiculously young woman with chopped black hair and icy blue eyes with a blank expression. Then Fornell came back on. "She's spent the better part of the last three years working on a multi-million dollar project classified above top secret. According to the man in charge, one Colonel Lohn Gale, she has never missed a day's work. We're calling it a kidnapping. We need to find her as soon as possible."

"Why are you giving the case to use? This seems like FBI jurisdiction." He asked. He felt vaguely unsettled. The woman looked familiar, like he'd seen her somewhere. It was at the tip of his tongue but he couldn't grasp it.

Fornell sighed looking irritated. "Because she has high friends in high places and they want you on the case. And these aren't the kind of people you say no to." He explained. "I have no idea how a 19-year-old girl got involved with these people. I was going over her record and..."

"And?"

"And nothing." Fornell held up the papers he'd been looking at. The paper was covered nearly entirely in long black lines except for a few 'the's and 'but's. He'd seen more readable files on hard-core classified black-ops missions. Behind him, her heard Jenny's breath catch in shock at the shock. "Her entire life has been crossed out Gibbs. She's been involved in top secret projects her entire life."

Gibbs shook his head slightly and moved to turn away. "I have better things to do than look for a whiz-kid teenager neck deep in black-ops. You can deal with this Fornell."

He could tell both Fornell and Jenny were ready to call him back, as if both had been expecting his denial. But before either could say anything, another, much younger voice called out, "Jethro wait!" He stopped when he heard the pleading voice, recognizing the low tenor and the way his name was said, with a slight, barely there, roll of the 'J'. He turned around slowly, staring at the young man that had appeared over Fornell's shoulder. He was young, maybe 21, with curly brown hair and wide, dark brown eyes. He was pale and lean, with long, almost gangly limbs. His eyes were shadowed but trusting.

Gibbs stared at him, two very different memories flickering through his mind. The first was old and already faded, nothing more than the whisper of voices and a feel of cold sinking into his limbs. "...terrible car crash. Destroyed everything. He's lucky to be alive. But he has no where else to go..."

The second was newer, warmer. He could still feel the smile that had crossed his face, the texture of the pictures on his finger tips, and the sound of a familiar voice coming over the phone pressed against his ear. "... for about a month now but we're all getting along great. I wish you could meet them; you'd like them. I...probably wouldn't be coming home for awhile. But I'm having a lot of fun of don't worry, okay?...." And he could remember the face of a much younger Dr Katherine Tennet staring up at him from the photos.

The young man with Fornell stared at him, his eyes pleading. "Please, Jethro. Find her." Gibbs sighed through his nose, knowing he would no longer be able to refuse.

---

He quickly jogged down the stairs into the bull pen, barking out orders as he did so. "Hey! Let's go! We've got a case!" Tony jerked upright from the doze he was falling into, letting out a tired "wasn't sleeping, boss." Ziva ended the call she was in the middle of and, at his look, yanked the neon orange cap off her head that she'd forgotten about. McGee stopped working on whatever advanced computer program he was in the middle of and stood up, one hand going to grab his gear.

"Leave it." He ordered, slamming the papers he'd gotten from Jenny down onto his desk. Tennet's entire life was on those papers and nearly all of it was blacked out. "This is a kidnapping." He dug into his pocket and pulled out the flash/thumb, something-or-other, driver he'd also been given and tossed it to McGee.

A picture of the young doctor immediately appeared on the screen and McGee uttered a soft 'hun' when he saw it. "That's Katherine Tennet." he muttered. He turned towards Gibbs. "She's been kidnapped, boss?"

"You know her Probie?" Tony asked as he moved to stand in front of the screen.

McGee glanced at him briefly before looking back at the picture. "Only by reputation. She's brilliant. In fact, I just finished reading a paper she wrote on repeating energy anomalies in the atmosphere believed to be created by a combination of the earth's rotation, geomagnetism, and solar flares, and how it can be harnessed...to..." He trailed off when he noticed the looks he was getting. "Probably... not important, huh?

"You think McGee?" Gibbs asked. "She was working on a top secret project when she disappeared. We need to find her as soon as possible. Got it?" They nodded, almost as one. "Good. McGee! Find out everything you can about her and this project she was working on! Ziva! DiNozzo! Go to her apartment! Find me a suspect!"

They immediately went to work. As Tony threw his bag over his shoulder, he asked, "Boss, is there a reason we got this case?"

"Yeah, DiNozzo." Gibbs replied. "Personal reasons! Now get out of here!"

---

"Well, it's definitely not 'Home Design'." Tony said, looking around the small apartment. It was barely furnished; not in a way that said 'just moved in' but in a way that said 'haven't bothered to decorate'. There was nothing more in any room than was absolutely necessary. The only room that was even faintly crowded-and he used the term loosely- was the bedroom, which was actually more of an office.

"Tony!" Ziva called from said bedroom/office. "Come look at this!"

He entered the room, taking in the large desk, messy paper piles, and large white boards covered in marker. "What is it?" he asked.

Ziva handed him a picture. "She had a lot of friends. It makes for a lot of suspects." He took it from her, humming in agreement when she asked if they should take Tennet's laptop. The picture had five males and three females if one didn't count Tennet. "It'll take a while to talk to all of them. Gibbs is going to kill us."

"Maybe I can help narrow it down." Ziva said. Tony looked over at her. Tennet's laptop was tucked under her arm and she was staring at something on the desk. "How?"

She looked over at him with a raised eyebrow and a small smirk. "Tennet has a girlfriend."

---

Tony and Ziva jogged into the bullpen. Tony was carrying the photos they'd found and Ziva had the laptop. McGee was going over something on his computer with a frown and a look of confusion. "Something wrong McGee?" Ziva wondered.

McGee nodded slightly. "I've been going over Tennet's finances for the last few months. The girl's like a machine, she only what she needs. Nothing more, nothing less. It's crazy." he told them. The two shared a look. "Oh, I believe you Probie." Tony said. "You should have seen her apartment. It was scary." He even gave a fake shudder.

"No, that's not it." McGee said. "Last week she made a very out of character purchase on an expensive necklace. It came out of nowhere. It's possible someone stole her identity." he told them.

Ziva spoke up. "Or it could be for her girlfriend." she suggested.

McGee stopped working to give her a blank look. "What?"

"Tennet had a girlfriend Probie." Tony said, pulling out the picture Ziva had found and handing it to him. A young woman had her arms wrapped around Tennet's shoulders affectionately and was resting her head against the doctor's shoulder in an intimate gesture. She was tan, probably the same age as Tennet, with long black hair and dark eyes. "Looks like Tennet's getting more girls than you are Probie. That's just not right." Tony teased.

McGee gave him an annoyed look but didn't say anything. Before Tony could speak again, Gibbs entered the room, demanding to know what they had. "Dr Tennet was emancipated at the age of 14 and has lived in that same apartment since then." McGee reported. "She's helped complete several high-profile projects throughout her life, all of which I can't get more information on besides their names. Her current project is called 'Project Ranger'."

"Tennet defiantly lived alone boss." Tony spoke up. "Completely self-sufficient but she doesn't have anymore than what she needs. Also, she had a girlfriend. Ziva has her computer; we were just about to bring it down to Abby."

Gibbs nodded, seeming strangely unsurprised, and motioned them forwards. "Well, let's go."

---

When they entered Abby's lab the young woman was listening intently to a conversation playing from one of the computer's speakers. They all paused in the doorway to listen to it briefly. "So you are going to show tonight right?" The voice was young, just slightly accented, and defiantly feminine.

"Of course. I said I would. Besides how am I supposed to give you your present if I fall asleep at my desk again?"

A soft, musical laugh filtered through the speakers and Abby stopped the tape, remarking. "I would love to meet the woman who laughs like that."

Gibbs shook his head slightly and walked forward. "What you got Abbs?" He asked. She looked at him with her normal charming smile. "A recording of her cell phone conversation on the way to work. She was setting up a meeting for tonight with another woman named Tenaya who, get this, worked with her."

"Must be her girlfriend." Ziva said, walking forward as well. Abby's eyebrows shot up briefly. "Girlfriend, huh?" she repeated. "Bet you're loving this case, eh Tony?" she asked teasingly. Tony smiled and shrugged one shoulder but before he could say anything Gibbs cut him off.

"Got anything else Abby?"

"Patience Gibbs." She told him calmly. "Breathe." She imitated taking a deep breath and letting it out. When she saw his unimpressed look, she turned back to the computer. "I'm running a search on all Tenaya's in the greater DC area that work for the government. I shouldn't get that many people. It would be better if I had a last name but considering Tenaya's not a popular name I'll get less than if it was say, Brittany or Jessica. At least, I don't think it's that popular. I've certainly never heard it before and I've been in this business a very long time. So it shouldn't be that popular I don't think and..."

Gibbs cut her off. "Kane."

She stopped, blinked, and then looked at him. "What?"

"Her last name." He told her. "It's Kane." With that said he turned and walked out. The three watched him go before Tony turned and looked at Abby. "You've known him longer than I have." he said. "You have any idea why he said this case is personal?"

She looked at them, slightly wide-eyed, and shook her head. "Not a clue."

They both sighed and Ziva walked forward to give her Tennet's computer. "This is hers. Can you get figure out what's on it?" she asked. Abby nodded and the two walked out.

---

Tony stepped out of the car, raising his head to stare at the tall building in front of them. "This where Tennet works boss?" he asked. Gibbs nodded, making him whistle appreciatively. "Nice."

They both walked into the building, Gibbs waiting a minute as Tony figured out what floor Tennet worked on. "Fifth floor boss." he said, jogging up to him with a grin. Gibbs nodded and quickly walked towards the elevator. They were the only ones in it so when the door opened on the fifth floor to reveal someone waiting, it had to be for them. Gibbs' eyes narrowed when he recognized the dirty blond hair, dark tan, and strong jaw of the man waiting for them. The same man who had been talking to Jenny when he'd entered MTAC that morning.

The man looked up at them and a lazy grin crossed his lips. "Good afternoon, gentlemen. Are you from NCIS?" he asked. Tony nodded, making his smile widen. "Good. I'm Colonel Lohn Gale, I'm in charge here. How can I help you?"

"Actually we're looking for a Tenaya Kane. She works here right?" Tony told him, getting a nod.

"Ah yes. Dr Kane. Bright young woman, not quite a match for Dr Tennet but her physical abilities allowed Tennet to work much easier and much faster. The two made a very good team." Gale told them with a small smile of pride. He began leading them away from the elevators further in. As he did so, he didn't see the look Gibbs and Tony shared. "Bright young woman but not the brightest on the team?" Tony repeated. "Doesn't look good for Kane."

Gibbs gave him a considering look then looked back at Gale. "How did Dr Kane become involved with the project?" he asked.

"Her brother, Dillon." Gale answered. "He was apart of the project for nearly a year before she joined as well on his recommendation." He paused outside the door to a room and looked back at them. "Your team was suggested by an employee, an employee I trust very much. He asked me to request the case be given to you instead of the FBI, Agent Gibbs. Was his trust in you and your team misplaced?"

The two men stared at each other, Tony starting to feel uncomfortable next to them. Finally Gibbs smirked and shook his head. "I said I'd find her and I'm going to find her."

Gale smiled again and turned around and entered the room. They easily followed him. The room was very large and a strange mix of lab and lounge. Gale looked around then called out. "Truman!"

A young man popped up from the lounge section. He had dark brown skin and wild, slightly curly dark brown hair. "Yes sir?" he asked, seeming to fall naturally into a military at-ease stance. Tony arched an eyebrow in surprise. "Boss, that's one of the guys from the photo." He whispered. Gibbs nodded thoughtfully. "Have you seen Dr Kane today?" Gale asked.

The young man frowned in thought then slowly shook his head. "No sir. She didn't report in today. Neither did Dillon." He thought about it for another moment then added. "Neither did Ziggy."

"And you are?" Tony asked. The young man turned to him. "Captain Scott Truman, US Air Force. I work here."

"Captain Truman is the team leader." Gale told him. "He will know more about the team than I would. You should probably ask him your questions." The two shared a brief look before Gale walked off, leaving Truman with them.

"Where are the missing members of your team, Captain?" Gibbs asked. "Last I heard Ziggy had gone to talk to the FBI, sir. This was, of course, before the case was handed over to you. If I know the other two, and I do, then Dillon followed Ziggy and Tenaya followed Dillon. That's the way that family works. Always has sir." Scott said.

Gibbs nodded and Tony asked, "Did you know Tennet and Kane, the female Kane, were seeing each other?" he asked, stumbling slightly with his words and blinking as he clarified. Scott nodded again. "Everyone did sir. They didn't try to keep it a secret."

The pilot paused then added. "I know how it looks sir, but Tenaya wouldn't have hurt the Doc. Their relationship wasn't easy, it had its sore spots, but they love each other. Always have, always will." He said. And he looked completely sure of what he was saying.

---

"I'm just saying," Tony said again back at NCIS. "It's highly possible that Dr Kane snapped under the pressure of her job and ended up hurting Tennet. Captain Truman said himself that she was one of the strongest fighters there, better than even him sometimes. It couldn't have been that hard for her to do some damage."

"'Aya wouldn't do that." A new voice said. Tony turned around and stared at the man standing at the entrance to the bullpen. He was thin and lean, a little on the young side, with messy brown curls and dark brown eyes. His hands were tucked into the pockets of his pants and he was staring at them with dark, serious eyes.

Tony blinked and reached across his desk to grab one of the photos resting there. He held it up, his eyes flickering between the boy in front of him and the younger version standing next to Tennet in the picture. "You're this kid." he muttered.

The young man smiled slightly, the skin around his eyes crinkling at the familiar move. "I am." He paused and looked around. "I'm looking for Jethro." he said.

Tony blinked at the familiarity of a first-name basis, allowing McGee to say. "Well, Special Agent Gibbs is-"

"Right here McGee." Gibbs interrupted, walking into the bullpen from the other end. He stopped when he saw the young man standing between Tony and Ziva's desks and smiled slightly. "Ziggy." he greeted.

The young man's smile widened considerably. "Jethro, it's good to see you again. It's been too long." he said, walked towards the much older man quickly. There's was a moment's pause before Ziggy leaned in and wrapped his arms around Gibbs. Surprisingly, Gibbs hugged back.

As the other members of the team gaped at them, Gibbs pulled back and turned Ziggy around to face them. "Ziggy this is my team, DiNozzo, Ziva, and McGee." He paused and smiled down at the young man who only came up to his shoulder. "Team, this is Ziggy Grover. My godson."