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Chapter 04 <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The rest of the week after the Air Force colonel had disrupted their computers and the team\u2019s routine with it, McGee had called it a \u2018slaughter\u2019, had been ridiculously tiring for Gibbs. He had been verbally sparring with Vance about the matter, that Homeland\u2019s actions had been over the top and then some, while McGee and Abby tried to get the computers back up and running.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gibbs had resorted to the low-tech approach for their last case, much to DiNozzo\u2019s dismay.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

When the weekend was over, Gibbs felt relieved that when he walked into the bull pen that everything had turned back to normal; his team was bickering and talking about their weekends, and Gibbs had a stack of messages waiting for him at his desk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tony walked in from visiting Abby in the lab after she had called with some test results she\u2019d started. \u201cHey Boss. Abby ID\u2019d our John Doe. He is Staff Sergeant Matthew Burleigh,\u201d he reported as he went to pull the marine\u2019s information up on the plasma. \u201cHe was on liberty for two weeks visiting family before he was to be transferred to Texas. Get this, he was last attached to the Air Force at Cheyenne Mountain in Colorado. Couldn\u2019t get any information, clearance not high enough. Some kid named Chuck kept giving me the run around.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gibbs rolled his eyes. \u201cBank statements? Phone logs? Anything else?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cA number of calls to family members. A couple in and out of Quantico with the office that is handling his transfer orders but that is about it,\u201d Ziva replied.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

McGee added, \u201cHe got some serious hazard duty pay while being over in Colorado, but other than that, no activity, just deposits and a routine transactions for food, gas, run of the mill stuff.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019ll go talk to Vance,\u201d Gibbs said, getting up from his desk and pointed at McGee. \u201cYou help Abby with the evidence found at the scene. And get me more information – I don\u2019t care how!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGot it Boss,\u201d he said making a face. He really did not want to try hacking into the Air Force again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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\u201cColonel, I understand your orders, I do, but I can\u2019t guarantee that the team – Gibbs – will accept it, he doesn\u2019t like being scrutinized.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sheppard looked at the Director and could only nod. \u201cWho does?\u201d he replied. \u201cOrders are orders, Sir, but if it makes it any easier, I don\u2019t want to scrutinize anyone, I just need to keep an eye on things, and provide the information that I can without compromising the security of the mission the Sergeant was involved in.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vance nodded after a moment before hitting the intercom for his receptionist. \u201cGet Gibbs up here now.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYes sir,\u201d came the disembodied voice of the young woman outside the door.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDon\u2019t bother, I\u2019m already here,\u201d Gibbs said gruffly as he opened the door of Vance\u2019s office, seeing the same colonel that had caused mayhem just the week before.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAnd after the case?\u201d Vance asked Sheppard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell, I\u2019ll just stick around until Homeland decides otherwise, if that\u2019s okay with you, Sir.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh hell no,\u201d Gibbs replied and looked at the Colonel,  who without his dress uniform didn\u2019t look that<\/em> impressive. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSorry Gibbs, he has orders,\u201d Vance sighed, knowing full well that his senior special agent wasn\u2019t happy at all. \u201cAs do I. Colonel Sheppard must work with us on this one.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI can help you with your dead marine,\u201d John pointed out, looking up to Gibbs from the chair he was sitting in. \u201cLet me prove my worth to you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gibbs looked between the two men. \u201cWhose orders?\u201d he asked, staring Vance down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cFrom the top…\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He smirked and shook his head. \u201cI doubt SecNav would be so willing to pull the Air Force into its business.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Director stood and shook his head as he handed over the written orders he received with the Colonel\u2019s arrival. \u201cOur orders come from higher…the President wants Colonel Sheppard on this case. Like it or not, you will have to work together.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cFriends with the president or not, I don\u2019t want your help.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John rolled his eyes. \u201cYou think I want <\/em>to be here? For one I didn\u2019t even vote for the guy. I\u2019d rather much be in California hitting the waves or back home in my apartment raising my nephew. But no, I\u2019m stuck here with you. So can we just please get along long enough to get the guy\u2019s murderer behind bars?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMy case, my rules.\u201d Gibbs responded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOf course,\u201d John replied. \u201cJust get me a desk in some dusty corner or something and I\u2019ll be out of your way.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gibbs glared at Vance before walking out of his office, with John following the man. \u201cYou\u2019ve caused mayhem last week.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gibbs stopped in his tracks and turned around to look Sheppard in the eye, trying to stare him down. \u201cI don\u2019t care who your friends are, but do something like that during the case, and I will…–\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI know,\u201d John said lightly and smiled at Gibbs. \u201cDone with the pissing contest?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI haven\u2019t even started yet,\u201d Gibbs smiled playfully and continued his way down the stairs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As he followed the older man he caught sight of that woman, David, walking out of the area. He could not help but let out a sigh of relief that he would be able to at least give himself a few more moments to get his head in the game and not think about her<\/em>. Looking around he grinned at the other two agents. \u201cHello there. Miss me?\u201d he joked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBoss?\u201d Tony asked with a slight panic in his voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh don\u2019t worry, I\u2019m not here for your computers,\u201d John said and pointed at the screen. \u201cI\u2019m here because of him.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOrders,\u201d Gibbs said simply as he grabbed his coffee to sip while staring at the screen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John walked up behind the team leader and studied the images for the first time. \u201cWhere did you find him?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAbandoned hotel room,\u201d Tony answered, \u201cAbby\u2019s still processing most of the evidence found in there, but like I said, hotel room, they don\u2019t get cleaned that well.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John nodded. \u201cHe was on leave.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWe know.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat did you find that made you think that hacking into the Air Force again would get you anywhere?\u201d he smiled at McGee.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cUh…\u201d McGee stammered, \u201cThe lack of information on the guy?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAgent McGee, there\u2019s nothing in his personnel file that could tell you what happened to this staff Sergeant,\u201d John said, squinting at the screen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt could tell us why he received such high hazard pay,\u201d McGee offered, fishing for more information.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John chuckled and shook his head. \u201cBecause his job was hazardous?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gibbs didn\u2019t even fight the urge to smack the Colonel up on the head, which resulted in a deadly glare coming from the other man. \u201cI hate wise asses.\u201d Gibbs stated.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSmack me on the head again, and you\u2019ll be out of a job.\u201d John threatened, realizing that Gibbs was probably used to pushing people around. \u201cI get it that you like people to follow your orders but I\u2019ve dealt with far more deadlier people than you. I don\u2019t scare easily.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gibbs stared back at the Colonel. \u201cHazardous pay, why?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHe worked on a classified project that required him to be exposed to highly toxic materials.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHe was a soldier, not a scientist.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSecurity,\u201d John glared back still irritated by the man\u2019s attitude. \u201cWhat else do you have? I\u2019m sure you\u2019ve checked his phone records and money trails and it\u2019s lead you to a dead end.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWe\u2019re waiting for the evidence to be processed.\u201d Tony said, not knowing whether or not he should be amused by the spectacle between Gibbs and the Colonel, or afraid.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHow did he die?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSo far it appears to be a stabbing but our ME said that whoever did it knew exactly where to send the blade,\u201d Ziva said from behind Sheppard. Continuing her report to Gibbs, she walked around the man and passed the folder over. \u201cDucky believes it is a 7 inch blade and it went straight between the victim\u2019s ribs striking right in the heart severing the artery that pumps blood into it completely.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John took a deep breath and tried to keep up his front of being okay with the fact that the woman looked like Elsa, and that he wasn\u2019t about to freak out. \u201cI take it you want more background information on him?\u201d He asked Gibbs, who nodded a response. John fiddled his cellphone out of his pocket and called General Landry to find out what information that he would be able to give. Managing to get Chuck on the phone, he gave him the guy\u2019s name and waited.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

From behind John\u2019s back, Gibbs signalled to McGee to find more information on the Colonel, without<\/em> breaking any laws. He was grateful that his team knew exactly<\/em> what Gibbs wanted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John turned back to Gibbs as he hung up the phone. \u201cExpect a fax coming this way, however, they told me that nothing in his past suggests that he got into trouble whatsoever. Burleigh was an outstanding citizen, born and raised in small town Ohio. Served at Cheyenne Mountain with honor and transferred out when his contract was up choosing not to renew it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva raised an eyebrow and looked back at Gibbs for his next order. \u201cKeep looking. You,\u201d he pointed. \u201cThat\u2019s your desk for now.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John nodded and shoved his hands in his pockets as he went over to look it over – not like he was actually going to use it as they record all their incoming and outgoing calls so he would be depending on his mobile phone issued by the SGC.  He barely made it across the floor when it buzzed with a text from Chuck.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Shaking his head he grinned and rested his arms on the partition that separated the space between him and the young Agent McGee. \u201cIf you wanted information on me, you could just ask.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

McGee\u2019s eyes darted from the Colonel to Gibbs and back again and closed all the programs running on his desktop. \u201cSorry,\u201d he apologized.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo problem. Let\u2019s see, I was born and raised in San Francisco, I attended Stanford University to annoy my father, he wanted me to go to Harvard, you see. Economics major. Signed up for the Air Force against my father\u2019s wishes. Spent most of my years serving and killed my marriage because I was never home and always dealing with assignments. Been assigned to a classified expedition for over five years until an attack that left me in a coma for nearly three months and the following year going through therapy and retraining before I got shoved here to deal with nosey NCIS agents. Anything else you need to know?\u201d John smirked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cUhm…\u201d McGee shook his head. \u201cThanks… I guess…\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNot a problem, you could have saved yourself some time researching me and focusing on the case by just asking.\u201d John shrugged. \u201cI\u2019m not the bad guy.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva chuckled from her desk as she began typing and shook her head. She liked this guy. Question was how long it would be before Gibbs broke his neck however she suspected from his last visit that he would be able to hold his own quite well.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tony didn\u2019t like this guy. He was a smart ass and there wasn\u2019t room for two on this team. He also seemed unfazed by Gibbs, which was going to be a problem, Gibbs never liked people who dared to look him straight back in the eye with matching intensity. And if that wasn\u2019t bad enough, he could tell that Ziva was amused by it all and may<\/em> even like the guy. Tony knew, that if the Colonel would show his face in Abby\u2019s lab, Abby would kill him for hurting her babies.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBoss,\u201d McGee said and looked up from his computer. \u201cI just received an email from Abby, one of the prints of that hotel room belong to an Eli Wallace.\u201d He said as he pulled the driver\u2019s licence on big screen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sheppard looked up from the flyer on the wall at the name. It was familiar from reports he read but he couldn\u2019t pinpoint it right away. He walked over to look at the screen and shook his head. \u201cWhat can you find about this kid?\u201d he asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat did I say? My investigation. You know this guy?\u201d Gibbs glared at him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Shrugging he wasn\u2019t sure. \u201cSounds familiar. He\u2019s Canadian…\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThat doesn\u2019t mean he didn\u2019t do it despite the fact that Candians are considered to be pacifists,\u201d Tony pointed out. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

John rolled his eyes as he opened his phone to call Chuck back again. \u201c…are you sure? Yeah I got it. I\u2019ll call back if I need anything else.\u201d  Looking at the team, he smiled. \u201cCan\u2019t be him. He\u2019s working with the Air Force and has been out of the country for almost two years now. I think that is a pretty good alibi, don\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAir Force… again.\u201d Gibbs looked at Sheppard with an incredulous look. \u201cAre you sure?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat do you want from me? Supposedly he\u2019s a boy genius that cracked some code. That\u2019s all I know,\u201d he replied innocently, but with genuine sincerity.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThen how<\/em> did his prints get into the hotel room?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI don\u2019t know. You\u2019re the investigator…Investigate,\u201d John said tiredly. \u201cAll I can assure you is that it isn\u2019t that kid.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019m going to see Abby.\u201d Gibbs said and walked out of the bullpen. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

John shrugged and booted up the Angry Birds game on his phone while the rest of Gibbs\u2019 team were chasing whatever they were. He was glad that the partition between his and McGee\u2019s desk obscured his vision of Ziva, it made it a lot easier not to accidentally flash back or trigger a memory and zone out again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As there wasn\u2019t anything for him to do at NCIS, he excused himself and went home, while he received glares from the team. If there was one thing he liked about this assignment was that he could keep an eye on the team from home thanks to the laptop that the SGC had set up for him. \u201cThey hacked us, we\u2019ve hacked them and installed this crap so that… blahblahblahblahblah.\u201d <\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

John could basically see every keystroke the team made on their computers and felt as if he was some random pervert. However, on his first day at NCIS, he had made it clear that they couldn\u2019t get away with anything so he was certain he didn\u2019t have to boot up the laptop (for which he was grateful as it was still a computer and a security risk nonetheless). <\/p>\n\n\n\n

He parked the car in the garage and grabbed his set of Rattan sticks, that he and Teyla had purchased over the weekend to continue their training sessions. They weren\u2019t exactly Banto sticks, but they would serve their purpose. He didn\u2019t even want to bother changing out of his work clothes, he just wanted to do something to get his mind off of things while he did some repetitive movements with the sticks as he stayed in the garage.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGive it to me!\u201d Elsa squealed as she jumped around John who was holding her last bar of chocolate above his head. \u201cCome on, John! The Daedalus isn\u2019t arriving anytime soon and I need that bar to barter for something special!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo,\u201d John grinned. \u201cYou need that bar to share it with me.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBut I want Rodney\u2019s twinkies!\u201d she groaned, \u201cI have to dip them in custard and then drink Zelenka\u2019s horrible moonshine.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI can get you those,\u201d John shrugged. \u201cI know where he\u2019s hidden his stash. And that\u2019s not a tasty combination, at all, you\u2019re losing points, doc.\u201d He frowned, realizing what she had said. \u201cYou want Rodney\u2019s twinkies? And dip them in custard?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019m not pregnant, it\u2019s a bet I lost.\u201d She sighed.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI go off world for a couple of days and you\u2019re losing a bet? You\u2019re slipping, Elsa.\u201d John grinned as he started to unwrap the chocolate bar.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

She glared at him before sighing and collapsing to the couch in her quarters and watched him. \u201cCouldn\u2019t you have like sprained your ankle or something like you usually do?\u201d she whined. \u201cEvery other damn time you or Rodney come back injured. This one time I actually bet, you manage not to find any trouble for yourself!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou bet against me?\u201d John let himself fall onto the bed laughing as he took a bite from the chocolate bar. \u201cI\u2019m hurt!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Elsa glared at him before smiling devilishly. \u201cI can make it up to you,\u201d she purred as she started to pull her shirt off…<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

A loud bang echoed through the wall and into the garage pulling John out of his memories. Heading into the house, he looked around for what the cause was, gun drawn. \u201cTeyla?\u201d he called out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIn the kitchen!\u201d she called back. \u201cTorren knocked the box of dishes off the counter…\u201d she explained as she was carefully cleaning up the broken glass that was scattered while the young boy sat on the stool looking guilty.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou nearly gave me a heart attack there.\u201d He said, walking to the safe to lock up his gun.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI sowwee Uncle John,\u201d Torren said sadly before trying to get down off the seat as Teyla had her back towards him picking up large pieces of the plates.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cStay on that chair, buddy,\u201d John said calmly. \u201cDon\u2019t want you to get hurt, you\u2019re not wearing any shoes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHow was your day, John?\u201d Teyla inquired as the man made his way to the kitchen to help clean up the shattered plates.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cInteresting,\u201d John replied and managed to smile.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She looked at him carefully feeling as if he was holding back. Nodding slowly she went to dump the pan of slivers in the trash. \u201cWhat would you like for dinner? The neighbor came over and offered recommendations for local delivery when he introduced himself.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou didn\u2019t let him in, did you?\u201d John asked suspiciously.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teyla smiled and rested her hand on his arm. \u201cNo, we sat on the porch and talked. I made sure that Torren was within sight through the window indoors. You needn\u2019t worry for us.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell, I do.\u201d He nodded. \u201cI know you can take care of yourself, but we\u2019re in unfamiliar territory here, Teyla, it doesn\u2019t hurt to be extra careful.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cJohn, relax.\u201d Teyla smiled warmly. \u201cGeneral Landry said that this is a safe neighborhood.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cStill, even rich people can be creeps.\u201d He nodded. \u201cWe could go to McDonald\u2019s for dinner.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYAY!\u201d Torren cheered as John ruffled his hair. \u201cPlease mom?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She smiled at him and nodded. \u201cLet\u2019s get you washed up while Uncle John gets our transportation ready,\u201d she said as she picked him up and carried him out of the room.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He went to bed early that night, exhausted from the day and all the impressions and the pretense. Oh he knew that he was going to stay on longer than the duration of the current case, he just didn\u2019t want to break the news to Gibbs yet and had asked Vance not to do so either. Like John had told Gibbs, he wanted to prove his worth, then maybe Gibbs and his team would tolerate having John around for a while longer. If not, he\u2019d tell Gibbs that he didn\u2019t have a choice in the matter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He had already made a mental note about the head slap Gibbs had given him; next time, John would slap him on the head too.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John stumbled through the corridor looking for survivors and kill any Genii that would cross his path. He checked every body and was shocked to find Sam Carter, or what was left of her anyway. It looked as if she was at the center of an explosion, her torso separated from her legs and he couldn\u2019t help but vomit next to her body. \u201cSorry, Sam,\u201d He said softly as he continued his way through the corridor.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cCarter\u2019s gone,\u201d his own voice echoed while the image took him to another corridor, shooting at the fuzzy people who were shooting at him, he might have been hit, but he didn\u2019t care, he needed to do something, if only he could remember what that was. He felt the need to panic but managed to stay rather calm, especially when another explosion rocked the floor beneath his feet, damn that had to be close.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

He woke up in cold sweat and on the floor. He hadn\u2019t had such a bad nightmare in a while, or not that he could remember and hated the sick feeling that he had in his stomach. He groaned as he got up and felt dizzy and nauseous. John sleepily walked to the bathroom and started to throw up the little he did eat at McDonald’s earlier.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The next two days of the case went slow with little leads.  John didn\u2019t know why the kid\u2019s fingerprints showed up in the victim\u2019s room and the only suggestion he got from his own people had little to offer. Until there was a reason to take over, the SGC was fine with allowing NCIS continue with investigation. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

All in all, his mind was slowly beginning to recognize that Ziva was not Elsa. The way she held herself and spoke did make things easier. As much as he intended to avoid her, somehow she was always around. John suspected that Gibbs ordered her to keep an eye on him as they still butted heads over things.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

On day four of the case, Agent McGee managed to dig up a lead that sent the team leader and his second out on the road to check it out. While the geek did whatever he did on the computer – which unnerved John as all he could think about was Rodney when the guy started on explaining something in a way that no one else understood, he grew restless. He paced the length of the bullpen a few times as his mind raced with everything, stopping occasionally to look out the window. Ziva watched him for awhile before getting up to join him. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou do not enjoy this type of work, do you Colonel?\u201d she asked conversationally.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He glanced down at her as he debated on whether it was safe to open lines of communication or not. Sighing, he shook his head. \u201cNot really, no,\u201d he answered. \u201cI\u2019ve always been more for strategic maneuvers and things.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She nodded with an expression of mutual understanding. Ziva looked back at McGee who was busy typing away at his desk before looking back at Sheppard. \u201cI suspect that Gibbs and Tony will be some time. Would you like to get coffee or lunch? The cafeteria here is not particularly the best.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSure, why not,\u201d he replied casually after a moment\u2019s debate in his head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Smiling, she nodded before going back to her desk for her coat and purse. \u201cMcGee, we are going to lunch. Would you like us to bring you back something?\u201d Ziva asked as her friend appeared to be in some sort of trance with what he was doing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

McGee didn\u2019t answer and John chuckled. \u201cWe should just bring him some coffee when we get back,\u201d he suggested.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva and John rode the elevator down and John let her lead the way as he quickly put his sunglasses on his face before exiting the building. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOkay so you\u2019re the local here. Is there somewhere on the Navy yard or should we drive somewhere?\u201d he asked as he looked around a little uncomfortably.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt is up to you. There is a small coffee and sandwich stand at the promenade but a lot more choice off base,\u201d Ziva answered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI was asking you, don\u2019t give the choice to me.\u201d John countered, wanting her to choose because he would go for the safe option; the Navy Yard promenade, despite being with a trained special agent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She looked at him as she thought. \u201cAre you a picky eater?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John had to chuckle at that, if he had been, he would have starved the last six or seven years. \u201cI\u2019m a guy. Which means, I\u2019m a trash can. You can feed me anything.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Laughing Ziva turned back in to head off to the parking garage. \u201cI know a place not far from here that has great falafels. Would you prefer to drive? I highly doubt you would be comfortable in my vehicle…Mini Coup. I can give you the directions.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He fumbled his keys out of his pocket and showed her to his SUV. \u201cSure, why not,\u201d he replied as he unlocked the car from the passenger\u2019s side and opened the door so she could get in first.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She settled into the seat as she secured her seat belt. Unable but to glance to the back, Ziva noticed a car seat for a young child. It was actually quite surprising to her as she hadn\u2019t thought of Sheppard to be the father type. \u201cYou are a parent?\u201d she asked curiously when he got in himself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSort of,\u201d John responded. \u201cDidn\u2019t you listen when I told McGee my life\u2019s story?\u201d he teased as he secured his seat belt and started the car. \u201cI\u2019m raising my nephew together with his mother. He\u2019s almost three years old now.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHm,\u201d she hummed thoughtfully. \u201cI can\u2019t imagine it being easy for you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d he asked as they drove off the yard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cRaising a child that is not your own?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh, his mother does most of the raising,\u201d John answered. \u201cI\u2019m just the goofy uncle.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Chuckling, Ziva changed the subject and started giving him the directions to the diner she liked. She wasn\u2019t sure why, but she found herself slowly becoming more fascinated by him. It was not hard to see that he distanced himself from her since he first appeared at NCIS but she was pleased that he was willing to speak to her more – or at least appear to. The thing that seemed odd to her was that John appeared to avoid saying any more about his \u2018family\u2019. Not their names or how they came to be together and was afraid to know if he may be more than a simple friend and uncle to them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He found a parking spot in the street where Ziva had directed him to and parked the car. He then exited the car and walked around it to open Ziva\u2019s door to let her out. He actually liked the street they were on. He hadn\u2019t seen it before, but then again, ever since he and Teyla had moved to Georgetown, they shopped locally and avoided downtown DC. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHere it is,\u201d Ziva said as she headed into the shop. She greeted the owner who was behind the counter in Arabic before exchanging a couple light jokes and placing her order. \u201cFawzi, this is John. He is a friend from work and new to the area.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John wasn\u2019t surprised that Ziva spoke Arabic, having had read her file that week. Maybe it wasn\u2019t entirely fair that he knew all about her and her team and he only shared superficial information, but he didn\u2019t feel safe enough to share, yet. The owner greeted John happily and nodded a greeting in return.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat would you like?\u201d Fawzi asked in broken English. \u201cFriend of Ziva is friend of mine!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Yeah,<\/em> John thought, and maybe kill me behind my back.<\/em> Maybe it had been a better idea to stay on the yard after all. He looked at Ziva and decided to be brave. \u201cI trust her in making the right choices as to what to eat.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n

She looked at him for a moment. It did not miss her attention that he was nervous as he eyed the place. Nodding slowly, she ordered the same as hers for him. \u201cI am sure you will enjoy it. Tony was skeptical himself when I brought him here and he is still alive.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cLike I said, I\u2019m a trash can,\u201d he reminded her. The Athosian cuisine had been something to get used to back on Atlantis, but eventually it had grown on him. Although he never really grew a liking to Tuttle root soup.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

After their order was ready, Ziva was quick to pay for John before carrying the tray out to the chairs in front of the shop. \u201cMy treat,\u201d she insisted sitting down and opening her bottle of tea to sip.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cUh, thanks,\u201d he said slightly uncomfortable as he sat down. \u201cYou didn\u2019t have to do that.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNonsense. I suspect that you will be with the team for awhile to come so you should get used to the fact that we take care of each other,\u201d she pointed out as she looked back at him. While she did not know the details of the man\u2019s assignment, she had her own intuition that rarely failed her. This instance, she had a \u2018gut\u2019 feeling that he would be a permanent attachment much to Gibbs\u2019 dislike.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHow do you know that? I only told your Director that.\u201d John said surprised.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva smirked as she bit into her sandwich. It was easier than she thought to get him to say something.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou\u2019re an investigator,\u201d he realized nodding. \u201cAnd a woman, which is a dangerous combination.\u201d He chuckled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhen are you telling Gibbs?\u201d she asked, unfazed. She didn\u2019t mind another person on the team and was even considering about approaching Gibbs about changing regular partners if Sheppard did stay.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAfter the case. I don\u2019t want to give him another reason to want to throw me out of the window just yet,\u201d John took a bite of his sandwich and smiled, it was as good as Ziva made him believe it was. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

She shrugged. \u201cHe doesn\u2019t need a reason. With him, its whether he trusts you or not. When he knows if you can be trusted then you will be fine. I would be more worried about Tony if I were you. He gets jealous easily.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John looked at her with a smirk. \u201cReally? I haven\u2019t noticed that the past week,\u201d he said. \u201cThat with pulling faces out of my vision and that…\u201d he shrugged. \u201cSadly for him, I see more than I let on.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHe is – an acquired taste. A good agent and friend nonetheless.\u201d She fell silent as she ate unsure of what else to speak of to keep the conversation going. Ziva found that once he started to talk, that she liked hearing what he had to say and smiled at the thought.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI know how to deal with people like Tony,\u201d John replied as if remembering someone. \u201cI had this friend, he was my best friend and on my team, who liked to get into people\u2019s faces and remind everyone that he was the smartest person in the room.\u201d John continued, \u201cHe always was.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She thought about and disagreed. \u201cI don\u2019t think Tony is like that. He is one to admit when he has done something wrong or does not know how to do something.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI meant the acquired taste thing.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAh, yes,\u201d Ziva nodded. \u201cStill, once you have him on your side, he will have your back no matter what. Even if you do not think so at the time…\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He didn\u2019t say anything, and instead finished his sandwich. He hadn\u2019t expected any less of NCIS\u2019s premiere team, but he wasn\u2019t entirely ready<\/em> to adopt a whole new group to do his job with.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

After they finished eating, she glanced at her watch. \u201cWe should get back to the office soon. It may be a good idea that we bring Gibbs coffee as well since we do not know the mood he will be in if that lead does not go anywhere.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt would be very strange if that lead doesn\u2019t lead anywhere, you\u2019ve looked everywhere else.\u201d John said as he got up to bring their trays inside, only to nearly trip over a bag that he hadn\u2019t seen on the ground. Taking a deep breath, he set the trays on top of the bin and turned to Ziva. \u201cI\u2019m ready to head back if you are.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva nodded slowly as she eyed Sheppard. \u201cAre you alright?\u201d she asked, referring to his stumble.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYeah, I\u2019m fine,\u201d he said. \u201cDidn\u2019t see the bag, that\u2019s all.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She continued to look at him as it was quite obvious to her that the bag was there. Leaving it alone, she got back in his truck and remained quiet as she attempted to process their conversation and things she learned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

On their drive back, his thoughts were racing in his head. Ziva had been right, he would be part of their team for a longer period of time, he knew that, heck, the Air Force even gave him and Teyla a massive house. He needed to start trusting people, and knowing Ziva\u2019s background, she would be an easy start. Not to mention, she was sort of the only familiar face around.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Right before they would drive up to the Navy Yard, he stopped the car at the side of the road and sighed. \u201cIf I tell you something, promise me you\u2019ll keep it to yourself for now? At least until I\u2019m ready to share it with more people.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva slowly nodded her head confused. \u201cOkay…\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Taking his sunglasses off to look at her, he started to tell some of his story. \u201cI was stationed at a base that got attacked from the inside by refugees we considered to be fairly neutral. Little did we know, they had their attack all planned out, and they managed to…\u201d he took a deep breath before he continued. \u201cNeutralize almost everyone on base. The ones that did made it out were badly hurt. In my case, I spent two months in a coma. Had some sort of head trauma, don\u2019t really know the specifics, don\u2019t really care, but anyway, it basically rendered one eye pretty useless.\u201d He said. \u201cI have been working on getting back in shape for work the last year, even retraining myself to shoot my gun, I didn\u2019t see that bag earlier because the light outside is quite a hinder to me when my eye is still trying to adjust to the changes. Walking around in NCIS is even worse without sunglasses on my head, which is why I stay out of Abby\u2019s lab or haven\u2019t gone down to Autopsy to follow Gibbs.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell that certainly explains a lot. I promise that I won\u2019t share anything,\u201d she nodded as she sat back in the seat, digesting the information. \u201cI will speak to Gibbs about you and I partnering up. Knowing what I know now, it would certainly make more sense that way you have someone to watch your back when you need it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cJust wait with asking Gibbs until I break him the news that I\u2019m staying a little longer, okay?\u201d he chuckled. \u201cAnd you really don\u2019t have to do that.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She shook her head. \u201cI don\u2019t have to, no. Let\u2019s get his coffee so that we are on his good side for a little while regardless. Hopefully they found something we can work with.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John put his sunglasses back on his face and smiled. \u201cYes, the amount of head slaps I\u2019ve seen Gibbs give DiNozzo can\u2019t be that healthy, maybe he\u2019ll spare him for the rest of the day.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDoubtful,\u201d Ziva replied simply, smiling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He started the car again and drove onto the yard after showing his ID to the security guard. \u201cThank you, Ziva.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo problem.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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It had been a month since he had informed Gibbs about his assignment, and it had surprised John that the other man had taken it without throwing him out of the window. He even liked the idea of mixing up the team dynamic and partnered John with Ziva, while Tony and McGee made the other team with Gibbs pulling whoever he wanted with him when the mood struck.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It was a bright and sunny Saturday when Teyla decided that he and her were going to have an impromptu sparring session while he set up the grill. He quickly found himself on his knees trying to fend her off with one Rattan stick and finding the sunglasses that had fallen off his face when she had dropped him on the floor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHey, easy!\u201d he said, blinking as he dodged Teyla\u2019s attack.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMaybe I should get her to join the team,\u201d a voice called from across the yard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cShe\u2019ll have McGee for lunch, Gibbs.\u201d John replied and found his glasses. \u201cUhh…\u201d he looked at Gibbs sheepishly. \u201cNo offense sir, but is this a business or social visit?\u201d   <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gibbs shrugged, \u201cSocial. Ziva suggested<\/em> that I get to know you better. Here I am.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI don\u2019t think she meant that you\u2019d stop—\u201d He suddenly found himself flat on his back again with Teyla towering over him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cJohn\u2019s happy that you\u2019ve stopped by, Agent Gibbs,\u201d She smiled warmly. \u201cMy name is Teyla and you\u2019re welcome to come and sit.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He shook her hand and chuckled. \u201cI can see why Ziva has taken a liking to you Sheppard.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cZiva?\u201d Teyla asked. \u201cIs she a member of your team?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYeah, she is,\u201d John groaned and got up. \u201cWhy\u2019s that?\u201d he asked Gibbs as he put his stick away, he\u2019d find the other one later. Gibbs only shook his head smirking as an answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She smiled at him sweetly before giving him her traditional Athosian bow. \u201cCall the rest of your team. We have plenty of food to share supper with today. I will not take no for an answer.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n

John wanted to say something but decided he wouldn\u2019t say it and he could hear Gibbs laugh. \u201cFine…\u201d he said as he walked towards the house. \u201cCan I get you anything, Gibbs?\u201c<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhatever you\u2019re having is fine,\u201d he answered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGood. Come inside. I think something hard is in order for today,\u201d he grumbled as he went to the liquor cabinet and pulled out a bottle of scotch. \u201cSince it is a losing battle with Teyla, you are welcome to call Dr. Mallard to join us. I don\u2019t know his number,\u201d John added as he flipped open his phone to dial Ziva and Abby. He\u2019d rather speak to the girls first and hope they\u2019d be willing to pass the word on to the other two. However knowing his luck – he\u2019d opt for shooting them a text message invite. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

He knew he\u2019d probably had to tell Teyla about Ziva before she would arrive to avoid the same awkwardness he had felt the first couple of weeks on the job. Something John was not looking forward to doing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAre you sure?\u201d Gibbs asked as he took out his phone. \u201cDucky likes to talk.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAnd Teyla loves to hear stories.\u201d John replied smiling. \u201cUm, would you mind if you called DiNozzo? I get the feeling that the guy doesn\u2019t really like me much.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cEhh, DiNozzo will come around when he is ready.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He wasn\u2019t sure but nodded anyway. \u201cUm,\u201d John started as he scratched at the back of his neck. \u201cI\u2019ll be right back. I just need to talk to Teyla about something.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSure.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John walked into the kitchen where Teyla was taking more food out from the freezer and took a deep breath.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong John? You look like… what\u2019s it what you call that? A beaten puppy?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI need to tell you something,\u201d he admitted. \u201cAnd you\u2019re not going to like it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teyla raised an eyebrow and nodded for him to continue.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDo you remember those conversations that Rodney and Zelenka often had about everyone having a twin on Earth?\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo, not really.\u201d Teyla admitted, \u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThere\u2019s something about Ziva that you need to know, I can\u2019t really describe it so I\u2019ll just show you.\u201d He pulled out his phone and showed her a picture of Ziva that Abby had stuck in his phone when he wasn\u2019t looking.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She looked at the photo in shock. \u201cJohn…It\u2019s…\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo, this is Ziva<\/em>, the woman you just invited over for dinner with us today,\u201d he said. \u201cShe looks the same, but she is a completely different person.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI don\u2019t understand. This is why you have dreaded going to work for these people?\u201d she asked still trying to comprehend the likeness of her friend and John\u2019s partner at work.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John nodded. \u201cAt first, I tried to ignore her, but in the end, I couldn\u2019t. Then I started to see similarities, in their liking, not personality. I still haven\u2019t figured out what to do, but I\u2019m making it work.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teyla nodded. \u201cWe all will come out stronger in the end. It could be fated that you have been chosen for this job.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He loved the fact that Teyla was still her usual Athosian self, believing in fate and other things. \u201cPlease, don\u2019t stare at her? I haven\u2019t been able to tell her that I knew her twin, and frankly, I don\u2019t know how<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYour secret is safe with me. Now go entertain your friend while I get more food prepared. Torren should be waking shortly from his nap.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He nodded and walked back to Gibbs, who was looking at him questioning. \u201cI didn\u2019t know you had money.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAir Force set me up with this, believe me, it\u2019s way too much.\u201d John said as he sat down on the couch.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou must be in some good company for them to put out this kind of expense. Your girlfriend seems nice.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He nearly choked on his scotch. \u201cGirlfriend? You mean Teyla? She\u2019s my best friend, that\u2019s all.\u201d John said a bit defensively. \u201cShe uhh… served with me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gibbs eyed him suspiciously, although the way the woman had Sheppard on the floor easily made him think that she, too, was a soldier. \u201cSo that nephew isn\u2019t really your nephew?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cHe calls me Uncle John, it\u2019s easier to explain that way.\u201d John shrugged.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMakes sense. Ducky said he\u2019d be honored to join you…Don\u2019t say I didn\u2019t warn ya.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John smirked. \u201cTeyla is the perfect hostess, she\u2019ll entertain everyone while listening to everyone at the same time.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He and Gibbs sat in a comfortable silence for a while until he heard Torren call over the baby monitor. \u201cUncle Jooooohn! I know you hooooome!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOye, excuse me again,\u201d he said as he pushed himself up to go get the kid. By the time that he was done dressing Torren after the boy tried to tell him about the dream he had, they came down the stairs to see that Ducky and DiNozzo each arrived already after having been out already when they received the call.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThere are strange people here,\u201d Torren said softly as he put his arms around John\u2019s neck, nearly strangling him, making John realize that his \u2018paranoia\u2019 was getting to the kid.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He tried to pull him off and reassured the kid. \u201cIt\u2019s okay. They work with me. Torren this is Dr. Mallard and Tony DiNozzo,\u201d he said trying to get him to look at them. \u201cThey are okay. Trust me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cReally?\u201d Torren asked with big eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYeah, really.\u201d John nodded and was relieved when Torren let go. \u201cGo say hi,\u201d he put Torren down and soon after, Torren was being entertained by Ducky.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tony was busy looking around at the house. \u201cNice place you got here. Who\u2019d you have to rob for it?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThe Air Force.\u201d John joked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He mumbled something about Ziva before he wandered over to Ducky and the kid. John had already gone to refill his drink and their guests when the doorbell rang. \u201cI got it!\u201d Teyla called out as she came out from the kitchen, catching Tony\u2019s eye.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGirlfriend?\u201d Tony asked, almost sounding relieved.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cBest friend.\u201d John replied and pointed at Torren. \u201cHis mom.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cShe\u2019s hot,\u201d the agent breathed as he patted down his jacket and eyed her. \u201cShe single?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John just glared at Tony, knowing that Teyla wouldn\u2019t be interested, kick his ass if he tried something and chew him out. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cJust asking,\u201d he grinned back in response as Teyla came back in with Ziva. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sheppard could see the expression on Teyla\u2019s face even though she appeared normal to everyone else. A silent exchange of looks was enough to know that she was unnerved by the clear and obvious resemblance. \u201cIt is a shame that Ronon could not join us,\u201d she said with a smile as she rested her hand on John\u2019s arm with a supportive squeeze. \u201cShe is a lovely person,\u201d Teyla added so that only he would hear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYeah, she\u2019s nice,\u201d he said softly and looked at Ziva who was staring at him. \u201cI was trying to set up the grill when Gibbs came by and Teyla decided to invite everyone for dinner.\u201d he shrugged, feeling uncomfortable because it was starting to get crowded in the once so quiet house. \u201cWhich I actually still have to do otherwise we won\u2019t have any food tonight so I\u2019m going outside.\u201d he nodded and gently petted Teyla\u2019s hand before going into the garden.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gibbs looked amused because the man was actually flat on his back when he showed up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhat is it, Jethro?\u201d Ducky looked up to the man with a fondness in his eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cTeyla had Sheppard floored when I walked into them an hour ago,\u201d he grinned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell, it\u2019s not uncommon for certain cultures that even the small women learn how to fight, dearest.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI know that, but it was hilarious.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teyla turned back to their guests after seeing John walk out. \u201cWould anyone like anything? You\u2019re welcome to sit outside. John went to get the grill ready. We have plenty of drinks and snacks in the meanwhile,\u201d Teyla said smiling. \u201cZiva would you mind assisting me?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSure,\u201d she said as she followed the woman into the next room with Tony staring after them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Once John had the grill going he went to the shed to fork out some extra chairs to set out in the garden. It was typical of Teyla to invite everyone, she loved people and being around them, and there was a small part of him that didn\u2019t mind her doing so. Teyla had a right to know more about the people he was working with, and maybe spend time with them off the clock as well. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

He nearly bumped into Dr. Mallard when he turned around with a chair in his hands. \u201cOh, sorry Dr. Mallard, I didn\u2019t see you there,\u201d John apologized.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The other man looked up to him, smiling. \u201cI\u2019m easy to miss, and please, call me Ducky.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI don\u2019t think I\u2019ve really earned that right yet, Dr. Mallard.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh nonsense,\u201d Ducky said and waved his hand. \u201cI would have told you so weeks ago if you had come to see me down in autopsy.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSorry, it\u2019s just…\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019ve taken it upon myself to call your Air Force doctor, Dr. Beckett? Lovely man. He told me about the injuries you sustained during the attack on your base and what it has done to you,\u201d Ducky pointed to a chair. \u201cSit, we need to talk.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John sat down and looked at Ducky, who had a determined look on his face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIf you had told me yourself, that you have some problems with your vision and the lights, then I would have dimmed the lights or even turned off the big autopsy light so you could come and visit. I know you\u2019re not afraid of dead people, and you shouldn\u2019t feel ashamed to come and visit me if you need to talk.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John frowned and cocked his head. \u201cWhat are you getting at?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell, for example, if you have additional questions about the body laying on the slab, of course,\u201d Ducky smiled warmly. \u201cYou\u2019re an intelligent man, John, and I happen to know that Jethro likes it when people take initiative, especially since he doesn\u2019t really share my findings with everyone on his team. I always have to send the rest of them emails.\u201d Ducky mused. \u201cSame goes with Abby, she promised to turn the music down and her flashing lights should you need to go to the lab.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt\u2019s not necessary…\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ducky glared at him. \u201cAnd you should stop feeling as if you don\u2019t matter or that your health isn\u2019t important. We already have one of those people walking around on NCIS and we don\u2019t need another one,\u201d the man replied with a stern voice. \u201cI\u2019ve spoken to Dr. Beckett about your behaviour as well, and he happened to tell me that you once were a very different man, yes, I can see through your pretense.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John sighed, he knew that Ducky had studied forensic psychology as well, he should have anticipated that the man would want to talk to him one day. \u201cI\u2019m doing alright.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThere\u2019s a heavy and swing-able object in every corner of your living room, you have a state of the art security system and your nephew<\/em> is wary of strangers even though his mother is not. Should you feel the need to talk about anything other than current cases, I want you to come and find me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John opened his mouth to object, but Ducky raised his hand to stop him from talking. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAnything you\u2019ll tell me, will stay between us.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI don\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGive it time, John, knowing Jethro, you\u2019ll be sticking around for a quite some time,\u201d Ducky smiled widely. \u201cAlso, Jethro has a gut feeling that you\u2019re not entirely the same person in private than you are at work. It was one of the reasons why he\u2019s here today.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAnd behold, Teyla inviting everyone.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cTo quote Walter Anderson; \u2018We\u2019re never so vulnerable when we trust someone – but paradoxically, if we cannot trust, neither can we find love or joy\u2019. The man had many other quotes that are inspiring, but this one will do.\u201d Ducky patted John on the shoulder as he got up. \u201cThink about it, oh and don\u2019t forget to light the grill, you don\u2019t want the natives to go hungry!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\n\n\n\n

John had fired up the grill after Ducky had wandered back inside, rejoining the team and when John peeked into the kitchen, he was happy to see Teyla having fun with Abby and Ziva. He decided to give them some \u2018alone time\u2019 and joined the men with a beer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva smiled as Abby gushed over Torren. She could not but help notice Teyla studying her oddly, much the same way John had looked at her that first meeting with his tall friend. “May I ask why you keep looking at me the way you do? I catch Sheppard doing that from time to time and I do not understand why.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Oh, forgive me,” Teyla said as she chopped up some peppers. “I do not wish to be rude.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“No, no. I’m just curious is all,” she insisted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You know, I noticed that too when they cleared our computers,” Abby added with a shrug.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva frowned as she looked out the window. “I do wish to be friends with him. I don’t know…”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You remind me of someone I used to know,” Teyla replied carefully, noticing the way Ziva looked at John, and actually liked the way Ziva looked at him. “I think John would like that as well, being friends with you.” She replied with a smile.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She glanced back. “From where you worked with him before? I only ask because he says so little about himself or his past.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“We didn’t even know about you really. He mentioned a nephew but other than that,” Abby shrugged and giggled as the kid tugged on her pigtail. “Can I take him outside?” she asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“John is a private man,” Teyla said understanding and nodding at Abby. “He’s also a very careful and guarded man. I am not surprised he did not mention me. When your leader appeared in our garden the other minute, I decided to force him to call the rest of his new friends.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva smiled as Abby left before looking Teyla over. “I suspect there is more to what you are telling,” she said. “I simply do not just remind you of someone…”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“There’s a strong physical resemblance between you and my friend,” Teyla said softly. “She was a very good friend of mine and she perished when our home… base was attacked.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She nodded slowly and looked back out the window. “Sheppard doesn’t take well to losing people, does he?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNo, especially if he lets them get close to him.” Teyla stopped chopping the peppers, and looked Ziva in the eyes. “John was never very open about his life. Sure, he trusts people in his own special way, but it took a long time before he trusted me on a personal level, or anyone at our base for that matter.” She smiled softly. “For the past year, John has been miserable, grieving for the lives lost, lives that were under his command, and grieving for his friends, our friends, who did not make it while he also tried to come to terms with the Air Force decision in not letting him go back to work due to his…” She paused to find the right words with a smile on her face. “due to his history of trying to fix things even if it means that it would kill him, and he is still getting used to the repercussions of the injuries he received in that attack.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva nodded quietly as she took the information in. It certainly explained why he kept them all at arms’ length. “How would someone be able to – try – to break through? To get to know him more?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Oh, I do not know,” Teyla thought for a second. “Dr. Beckett and I use the mothering approach, which seems to work, and Ronon used the quiet buddy approach. John let Rodney in because Dr. McKay was smart and very talkative and John could beat him at chess.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I am not particularly a maternal figure and even though I know chess, I do not like it,” Ziva said. “I’m an agent, a fighter – or was…I do not wish to speak of it…”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teyla nodded, she understood the woman. “So was I, I was a leader amongst my people and I joined John’s team to help them.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sighing she shook her head. “I don’t know why he intrigues me. It is a bad idea and if Gibbs knew…”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“John is a very intriguing man,” Teyla mused. “Does your boss do not like team members to spend time together? My experience is that it makes a team better.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Gibbs has rules. Number twelve is to never date a coworker.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Date?” Teyla tried to hold back her surprise and excitement. “Well, is it not that John is still getting paid by the Air Force?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWhoa! I don’t mean to date-date…Gibbs doesn’t believe that office relationships work…”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Has anyone ever tried to prove him wrong?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She made a face. “Gibbs has this tendency for being right about things.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teyla laughed and shook her head. “Should you have gotten to know John better and you do decide to go on your dates, I can tell you that you will prove Gibbs wrong. John is a wonderful man.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva looked at her suspiciously. “Why do I have a feeling you will not let this knowledge be?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I will leave it be, and I certainly will not tell John.” Teyla nodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Mmhmm,” she nodded with a smile.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John made his way in to the kitchen and grinned at Teyla. “I think Torren’s found a new play date,” he said as he headed to the fridge to get the meat out. “Also, the grill is all fired up and ready so I’m starting… uhm…” he scratched his head, remembering the day that Ziva had taken him out to lunch. “You do eat steaks, right? Abby just told me she’s a vegetarian…” he made a face. “Ugh, a life without meat.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva smiled, “Not usually but I will have one of your steaks.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“John always gets excited about grilling meat, always complaining that he couldn’t do it for years. I’m not much of a steak person myself, but I have to admit, his home made sauce that goes with it makes it all worth while.” Teyla held back a giggle, it had been too long since she had had ‘woman friends’ that she could talk to.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Then you and Gibbs should go on just well. Steak I believe  is his staple  diet,” Ziva grinned at John. “Is there anything I can help with?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Uhm… well I’ve set up the chairs and the table in the yard, maybe you can bring some of those chopped vegetables over?” John suggested as he held the plate with a mountain of raw steaks underneath plastic foil.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“On it boss,” she saluted as she took the tray from Teyla. Following John outside she could  not help but to look at him in a new light. What she did not see was that Tony also saw her looking.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tony took a sip of his beer and tried not to scowl. Ziva was smiling, she was looking happy. How much time had she spent in the kitchen with John\u2019s girl anyway? He narrowed his eyes and then managed to amuse himself by thinking that Ziva had arranged a three way with John and Teyla.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh don\u2019t do that,\u201d John chuckled, referring to Ziva\u2019s mock salute and calling him \u2018boss\u2019. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I was having fun,” she smiled and shrugged a shoulder cutely.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell, that\u2019s a good thing,\u201d John nodded as he set the plate with meat on the table next to the grill. \u201cIt would be nice for Teyla to have friends close by.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Everyone needs friends Sheppard. I thought you knew that from when I invited you to lunch that day,” Ziva commented as she snagged a pepper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Yeah well… no doubt Teyla has informed you about my inability to make friends on my own.” he smirked and took the pepper from Ziva’s hand before stuffing it in his mouth with a grin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“She did,” she replied raising an eyebrow. “I suppose I will have to make sure you go out to lunch with me more.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Or I might take you out to lunch,” he pointed out and took another pepper for heading back in to retrieve the plates from the cupboard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“What if I want to treat?” she threw back and popped a carrot in her mouth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John laughed from where he was in the kitchen, looking at an amused Teyla. “What?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNothing John,” Teyla grinned watching the two with an eagerness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He stopped what he was doing for a moment and then started to make coffee. “I’ve had enough alcohol for today, well… not even enough but… enough,” he muttered and carried the plates out of the kitchen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“So, I take it that’s a no to lunch?” Ziva asked innocently with a small smile.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Lunch is good,” John nodded. “But I’m buying on Monday, if we’re at the office.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

 Ziva grabbed glasses and napkins as she went to pass him on the way out. “And if we are not?” she asked looking up at him impishly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Then it’ll be on Tuesday.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“What if you or I fall ill on Tuesday?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Then Teyla will make you or me chicken soup and we’ll try the next day for lunch.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teyla had been too entertained by the show between them that she nearly dropped the bottle of juice she was holding when her name came up. “No, you will bring each other soup and I will remain here.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Or that.” John nodded, and looked at Tony, he had been feeling Tony’s eyes on him ever since Ziva arrived and smirked. “I think Tony doesn’t like it very much that we’re having fun.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva turned to look at Tony before answering him. “No but he had his chance a long time ago if he were to try to be anything more than a colleague.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John didn’t know quite what to say to that as he continued to walk outside to put the plates on the table.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

When she followed him out Tony quickly got up from where he sat talking with Gibbs and Ducky. Pulling Ziva off to the side he tried to stare her down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“What do you want?” she hissed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“What do you think you’re doing?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Umm, helping with setting up?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Oh is that it?” Tony said, “Because for a moment I thought I was watching a show on Animal Planet with two animals doing a mating ritual.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She grinned up at him. “You are jealous! You are jealous because I am talking a man that is neither part of the original team and is not a suspect in an investigation! You are unbelievable Tony!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I’m not jealous. If I were, I wouldn’t have come here.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Excuse me,” Torren tugged on Tony’s shirt. “Mommy needs some help in the kitchen.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva turned to look at Teyla who had a determined expression on her face and smiled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tony glared at Ziva before following Torren to the kitchen. “What can I do?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teyla smiled widely. “The bag in the bin is full, could you throw it out?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He smiled as nicely as he could as he answered tensely, “Sure thing. Anything to help.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

 “Thank you, Tony, that’s very kind of you.” Teyla said as she turned to finish the salad. “Also? I do not tolerate any kind of violence, jealousy or cursing in this house. We have a small child running around.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

 “What?” he asked trying to laugh it off. “I wasn’t cursing and I am certainly not jealous…”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Of course you’re not,” Teyla said politely. “However, I do have to tell you that the way John laughed the other minute was the first time for over a year since he laughed so warmly and with honesty,” she looked up to Tony with her ‘lioness and cub face’. “I should warn you that should you do anything to dampen his obvious good mood today, that you will leave here bruised and battered.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tony nodded. “I kinda got that hint from Ziva that she’d be more than happy to break my legs, thanks.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“It’s not Ziva who you should be worried about.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He started to laugh nervously before stopping, “I think I’ll take that trash out for you.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Thank you.” Teyla nodded, turning once again back to her salad.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Want me to do the grilling?” Gibbs asked John. “I usually grill over my fireplace.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Sure,” John nodded. “Thanks.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou shouldn\u2019t pay too much attention to DiNozzo, he just misses Ziva as a partner.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cShe\u2019s still his partner.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gibbs just looked at Sheppard with an all knowing look on his face. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

John took a piece of pepper from the table and shrugged. \u201cShe\u2019s very approachable.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019m glad you two are hitting it off as a team,\u201d Gibbs said, \u201cWould have been better of course, if you were a trained investigator.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cI\u2019m not going to Quantico, Gibbs.\u201d John said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt doesn\u2019t help to do some courses, especially since you\u2019ll be staying for a while.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cMaybe.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThink about it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John was glad that once everything was ready, they could start eating while the sun had started to set. As it turned out, Gibbs was good at grilling a steak or two and he actually seemed to enjoy it. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva ate hers quietly as she wasn’t a big fan of red meat. It was also made more difficult when Torren decided to use her as a playground, climbing over her repeatedly. She only laughed and went along with it until Teyla came along to settle him down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I don’t want to go yet mooooom!” Torren whined. “I’m not tired!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“It is only dinner time,” Teyla said as she tried to get him to sit at the table beside John.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Pfew.” Torren let out an exaggerated smile of relief as he climbed onto John’s lap.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“He’s so adorable!” Abby squealed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You try putting him to bed then!” he replied.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Dinner time mommy said, I still have another two hours.” Torren smiled widely, grabbing John’s steak with both hands and started to chew on it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John looked at Teyla and smiled. “It’s fine, don’t worry,” he said before she could say anything.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva watched on amused and was surprised to find herself even more attracted to the man and passed her napkins over.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThanks,” John chuckled as he put a napkin over his and Torren’s lap to at least absorb some of the dripping.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Everyone burst out laughing when Torren decided to turn on his lap, the sauce covered steak in his hand smacked the man in his neck.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Torren looked at him with a big goofy smile on his face. “Oops… did I do that?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNow you’re just showing off,” John said, “But since you’re doing that, how do we get this off huh?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

If Ziva had less self control, she would have suggested a method but remained silent as she looked at Torren for his answer. “I would not tempt the child like that Sheppard. Remember the friends he made today…”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOh! I know!” Torren smiled widely. “You could put your neck on the grill, I’m sure you’ll taste good.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She snorted out the soda she just took a sip of. “I think that would hurt. You could just lick it off him,” Ziva winked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Ew!” Torren said as he continued to chew on the steak, smearing the sauce all over his shirt and on John’s.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“To each their own,” she shrugged and smiled at John.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Abby looked at Ziva with a surprised look on her face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She shook her head slightly and shoved a piece of fruit in her mouth. Ziva would have to deal with her later.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John grabbed the other end of the steak Torren was munching on and took off a bite himself. The kid was almost nose to nose with him and he could see Torren was about to burst out in giggles. “Boo.” John deadpanned. That was all it took for Torren to start laughing uncontrollably, starting to hiccup in the process, dropping the steak into John’s crotch.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva’s hand flew to her mouth as her eyes went wide. Teyla rushed over and took Torren from John. “Alright that is enough playing with your food. John you will be giving him his bath tonight,” she scolded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Yep,” John nodded, tossing the steak into the bin behind him and started to do some damage control on his clothes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Did you know that amongst many cultures it’s a well known fact that when women see a man treat a child well, that the women’s biological clock starts ticking?” Ducky mused.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Well this was fun,” Tony commented.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Oh come on Tony, you’re just jealous because your biological clock wanted a little DiNozzo for years now!” Abby grinned<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I’m just waiting for the right woman that deserve my DiNozzo makers,” he replied glancing at Ziva who rolled her eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“What are DiNozzo makers?” Torren asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Ehm…Boss?” Tony asked, passing the buck.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cIt’s your mess DiNozzo,” Gibbs shrugged amused.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Ziva?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNope. I’m interested how you get out of this,” she grinned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Damn…Oops, sorry. Bad word. Um, they are – tadpoles! Yeah, tadpoles that live inside big boys..”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Tony!” John growled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“What are tadpoles?” Torren asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Something you will learn in school when you are older I am sure,” Ziva smiled. “Tony just only recently figured out what they were for himself.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Okay.” Torren smiled widely. “I like her, Uncle John!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

 Ziva missed the comment as Abby had pulled her down to whisper something in her ear that made her laugh as she looked back up to find John looking at her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Yes, I feel like a walking steak right now, I’ll be right back.” He said, excusing himself to go and quickly clean himself up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She watched him leave before turning back to find Teyla smiling at her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Is there ice cream?” Torren asked looking around<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I think he’s hyper enough,” Ziva commented to Teyla.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Oh yes, don’t get me started.” Teyla replied and sighed. “It is very exciting for Torren to have all of you here.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He had changed into a pair of jogging pants and a clean t-shirt and walked back outside, blinked and then realized that he had forgotten his shades in his bedroom. He turned around and waited for his eyes to adjust before he walked back to his bedroom to pick them up. John walked to the kitchen to get the package of cornetto’s he had bought while he was picking up the meat. “I’ve got icecream.” John said, as he walked back outside, putting his glasses over his eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teyla groaned. “He is soooo sleeping with Torren tonight,” she commented as she struggling to hold onto the sauce covered boy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Sleep?” John snorted as he handed Torren a cornetto and put the box on the table. “You honestly think he’ll sleep tonight?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Exactly. Which means you won’t be either,” she said setting Torren on the ground.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He shrugged as he sat down again. “Neither will you.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Sounds like you have a long night ahead of you,” Ziva replied.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Oh no, I will sleep John. Or I will break your arm,” Teyla smiled serenely.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Yep,” John nodded. “We’ll probably end up watching movies on TV.” He winced after hearing Teyla speak. “And here I thought Torren and I could use your bed as a trampoline.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Do not give him ideas!” she scolded before smacking him in the head with a roll of paper towels.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I’m not.” John said and started to pick up the dirty dishes, oh he saw the look on everyone’s faces but he didn’t care. “Yes, I’m house broken.” John nodded as he walked inside with a stack of dirty plates.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You hear that Ziva? Maybe your landlord will let you bring home a pet!” Abby teased, earning herself a heel dug into her foot. “Ow!””<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Oh I hate to be rude, Teyla dear but Jethro, I think it is time for me to leave, could you drive me home?” Ducky asked as he pat Gibbs’ arm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Of course Duck. Thanks for the steaks Sheppard. I’ll see you in the office Monday,” he said standing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Sure,” John said as he walked back out. “But you should thank Teyla, really.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gibbs looked at him knowing perfectly well. “Teyla,” he nodded. “Keep that kid away from DiNozzo.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Do not worry, Agent Gibbs,” Teyla smiled. “I am sure that Tony will behave himself.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“It was good to meet you.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“And you too Agent Gibbs. It was a pleasure to finally meet you and your people,” she bowed her head slightly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John walked Gibbs and Ducky to the door to show them out. \u201cEnjoy the rest of your weekend.\u201d John said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“We will John my boy,” Ducky laughed as he got into the car.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He closed the door as the two men drove off and shook his head smiling, he knew that they were obviously trying to hide their relationship from the rest of the team, but John called it the minute he saw the two men together. Gibbs was a completely different man when he was around Ducky.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tony and Abby were walking out as John started coming back. “Thank you for inviting us!” she squealed as she ran up to hug him. “We have to do this again soon!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Uhm…” John chuckled, taken aback by Abby’s hug. “Sure, but it’s Teyla you should thank…”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Trust me, she already hugged her until her eyes almost popped,” Tony said grumpily.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Yep, oxygen becoming an issue,” he gently pried Abby off of him. “It was fun, thank you both for coming.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Anytime! And you better visit me in the lab more now. Just call on your way down and I’ll be sure to lower the music and all…”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Yes Abby.” John nodded. “Thank you.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

 “Later,” Tony said shuffling past on his way to his car.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“He’ll get over you and Ziva eventually,” she shrugged her shoulders.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“What about me and Ziva?” John asked Abby.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She smiled and waggled her eyebrows before skipping off after Tony. “Have fun John!”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He scratched his head as he walked back into the yard with a puzzled look on his face. McGee had left earlier, and the only one who was still in the garden was Ziva, trying to avoid getting hosed down with the garden hose that Teyla had given Torren to wash himself off and water the plants. “Torren that’s enough.” John said tiredly as he picked up some empty glasses to bring back in.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I’ll help finish cleaning up,” Ziva called out. “You just sit back and relax.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Oh don’t worry about it,” John smiled. “You’ve already helped setting this up.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I really don’t mind, honestly,” she said taking the glasses from him, her fingers brushing over his hand in the process.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Alright then,” John nodded and then headed out to pick up the rest of the glasses.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“How about you both sit down with a nice drink and relax? I will clean up.” Teyla offered. “Oh and I do not take ‘no’ for an answer.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

 Ziva looked back at John as if confirming the clear threat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Ah, I’d better do as she says. I know you can probably take her on, but Teyla is a mean fighter.” John replied, pouring Ziva a glass of wine at the liquor cabinet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Okay,” she said nodding. Sitting down, she looked back at John and smiled, unsure what to say.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He handed Ziva the glass of wine and got a beer for himself. He tossed the sunglasses on the table and rubbed his eyes. “Did you have fun today?” he asked her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She nodded, “I did. Thank you. I was quite surprised when you called but am grateful that you did.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You should thank Teyla, she basically threatened Gibbs and me.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Yes, and I will, but in the end, you still could have said no to them,” she pointed out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Saying ‘no’ to Teyla when I know she just wants to get to know everyone I work with… ” he shook his head. “I would have had to swear off steaks for at least a month.” He chuckled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva chuckled, “It might do you some good. All that red meat can’t be good for your cholesterol.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Probably not,” he shrugged and took a sip of his beer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

They sat in comfortable silence for a while, drinking their drinks while John kept an eye out for Torren who was going nuts with the garden hose. Maybe he would sleep sound tonight,  John certainly hoped so because even though he had fun today, it had been tiring. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva had been quiet, her mind in overdrive. Maybe she should have left when the others did? she wondered. “I um, probably should leave,” she said feeling a little awkward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Is it the wine?” John asked and frowned. “Because if you want something else, I can get you something else, I just assumed you were more of a wine girl.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“No, no, it is fine. Quite good actually…” she replied as she shifted in her seat, unsure of how to say that she simply wanted to know him better.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teyla had seen the uneasiness between John and Ziva in the living room and frowned, they had been doing so well during dinner. As she walked out of the kitchen towards the back door she shook her head, smiling. “John, Ziva didn’t leave when the rest of your team did because I think she might wants to get to know you better,” She stepped outside and scooped up Torren. “I will give him a bath, and for your sake, I hope he’s calm enough to sleep.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva made a face at Teyla’s outward comment and blushed. She tried to look away and hide it, hoping John didn’t catch the embarassment she felt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John swung a pillow from the couch to Teyla’s head as he had sort of figured that Ziva had stayed for company and to talk. In all honesty, he didn’t mind, but he didn’t know what to do or say either, as it was easier for him to strike up a conversation at work because at home he had this Xena warrior princess walking around trying to help him out or embarrass him while trying.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Go for a walk or ride somewhere,” Teyla persisted. “You both are clearly at a loss here with my company.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Teyla…”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“John, out.” Teyla pointed towards the door.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cTeyla?” Ziva asked herself, worried. Going home and waiting for John to come around or not might be better for the par.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teyla looked at a shocked John and a worried Ziva, then walked off clutching Torren and muttering about how people from Earth are ridiculously complicated as she walked upstairs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I am so sorry.” John frowned, “I have no idea what’s gotten into her.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

 “It is alright,” she said. “I believe she means well for you.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“It’s kinda embarrassing sometimes.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She smiled and nodded feeling the same. “Yes, I realize that myself…”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Oh, you’ll get used to it, eventually.” John shrugged and took a sip of his beer. “She’s from a different culture and all.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva raised an eyebrow as she sipped her wine at the comment he made. Would she get the opportunity to ‘get used’ to it? she thought. Looking back outside, she smiled. “A walk doesn’t sound too bad actually. The sun is setting so I doubt you would need your glasses.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cSure, we could go for a walk,” He nodded as he heard a loud thud coming from upstairs followed by some crying. “Yes, let’s go.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As they were escaping the house, Ziva could hear an irritated Teyla call out John’s name. Chuckling she looked up at him, “You are in for it now.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“She can’t get mad at me,” he chuckled. “She wanted us out of the house.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“But you enabled the child with ice cream and playing with his dinner.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He put his hands in his pockets and shrugged as they exited the yard. “I’m completely innocent.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Sure you are,” she teased, poking him in the ribs playfully. “I can see passed the baby face innocence John Sheppard.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Of course you can, no doubt you’ve been watching my every move in the last month.” he chuckled<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva grinned and looked away. “Maybe, but wouldn’t you like to know.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Oh I know you have,” John nodded. “Everyone has, so it seems.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Maybe you are just interesting to watch? Or they just want to get with you…I know Tony has been eying you a great deal,” she replied.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Tony just wants to make sure I’m treating you right in the field…”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva didn’t reply because she knew there was actually more to it. She walked along beside him looking around and enjoying the cherry blossom trees that many had in their yards in attempt to distract herself but failing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

John was quiet for a while and then frowned. “You don’t think that he’s in love with me, do you? That would be weird.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“No,” she replied after letting him sweat on it. “He – is very protective, that is all. We had been through a lot as a team and more…It is hard to let someone new into the fold.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I know,” John said, “And I don’t mind, I know how well a team can work together and become a family. What they did for you in Somalia was amazing,” He then winced as he silently cursed himself. “I eh… had to read all your files… which isn’t fair, I know.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She closed her eyes and stopped short in walking. “I do not speak of it. And Tony – after that, he believed…It does not matter. Tony and I do not agree on some things. You – are one of them.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He blinked and shook his head. “That’s ridiculous, I know I was a jerk at first but that was part of my job, I’m no threat anymore.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She looked up him with an expression that conveyed that he was more of a threat to Tony than he believed. “Not to the team or NCIS,” she said quietly before beginning to walk again, ahead of him slightly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Is it because we go out to lunch together?” John walked after her, “And that we’re having fun?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Yes, and yes,” she said careful not to say more but her tone might give her away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Oh… oh!” John reacted. I’m such an idiot, he thought. “Well, I like us having fun and go out for lunch with you.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She looked back at him carefully and guarded. “As do I…”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I was planning on renting a horse next weekend in Virginia and sleep a night under the stars, knowing Teyla, she wouldn’t want to come with, would you?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ziva blinked in surprise. “I -uh -“<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Don’t worry, I’m not a creepy guy who would want to do nasty stuff with you while you’re asleep.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

When she was able to find her words, she smiled brightly and nodded. “I would love to join you…But um, I think we should not tell Tony or Gibbs…”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Why not?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“They will go on about rule twelve and Tony, well…” she raised an eyebrow indicating the idea of this trip was what his issue was.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“What was rule twelve again?” John scratched his head and shook his head. “Abby and McGee go out to laser tag games often enough and no one frowns upon that.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Because Abby made her position quite clear with him,” Ziva tried explaining without giving away her own attraction.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I’m just taking my partner out for a weekend away from it all, what’s wrong about that?” John shrugged. “Besides, if rule twelve is the one about dating co-workers, Gibbs should scold himself for breaking it.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She grinned at him, “We all know. And trust me it isn’t his first time breaking that rule. I think if he sees it working, and not interfering with work he is okay with it but when it comes between <\/p>\n\n\n\n

the team he says something.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Well then,” Sheppard smiled. “I hope you know how to ride.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“If you read my history you know my uncle bred horses,” she replied and winked. “We just have to get through the week of work and Tony…”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Easy.” John nodded, smiling goofily.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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