Hi there, this is my new story for NCIS. This is a taste of what will hopefully be a multi chapter fic. However, if people don't like it then there's really no point in my keeping on writing it. Please R&R. I take all criticism on board in order to make my writing successful. The focus of this story will mostly be on DiNozzo and the girl, as well as Gibbs and the girl.

An early Friday morning saw Anthony DiNozzo balancing four cups of coffee while trying to push the button of the elevator to the bullpens. He twisted his head around looking for assistance before spotting a familiar face.

"Probie, it took you long enough" he hollered across the foyer at the approaching agent.

McGee groaned as Tony's voice pierced his eardrums.

"What's wrong with you McTardy?"

"I had a late night" McGee muttered, taking a cup of coffee out of Tony's hands.

"Ah, the trials and tribulations of Thom E. Gemcity" Tony sighed melodramatically.

"My typewriter seized up, then I dropped a cup of coffee all over my jacket" McGee grumbled. "It's nothing to laugh about"

The rest of the trip up to the bullpens was spent with DiNozzo humming Frank Sinatra and McGee massaging his temples.

Stepping out of the elevator Tony finished humming 'Luck be a Lady' as he delivered coffee to his teammates.

"Coffee for Zee-vah, and coffee for Gibbs!" Tony sung, drawing out Ziva's name and putting extra emphasis on the 's' of Gibbs as he placed cups of coffee on their desks.

"Toda Tony" Ziva accepted "but you realise you are late, yes?"

"Very observant Ziva" Tony perched on Ziva's desk.

"But I did stop for coffee, therefore we shall not have to stop during the trip to the crime scene"

McGee opened his mouth to point out that there was no crime scene but before he had the chance Gibbs strode into the bullpens.

"Gear Up! Dead petty officer" Gibbs growled tossing the keys to Ziva, causing the others to groan.

"If you don't take it easy I'll puke lucky charms all over your shoes" Tony whispered in her ear as they grabbed their bags and their coffee.

"Knock it off DiNozzo" Gibbs threatened, slapping the back of his head and causing Tony to cower.

"Knocking it off boss".

With a meaningful glare at Ziva Tony followed Gibbs into the elevator.

They arrived at the crime scene in record time. A suburban neighbourhood with classic Arlington housing. Both DiNozzo and McGee looked a little pale as they jumped down from the truck. Ziva looked pleased with herself.

"I swear to god Ziva, if you ever shoot a red light with me in the vehicle I will come to your home and fill your bathtub with takeout" Tony cursed.

"I'll help" McGee stuttered before dashing to the side of the road and puking into the bush.

"What's up with McGee?" Gibbs appeared, gulping his coffee, seeing McGee as he bent over the bush, expelling the contents of his stomach.

"Boss, if you ever let Ziva drive again I'll hand in my resignation, if I get a chance before I die"

It only took a small stare to get Tony back on track.

"Right, shoot and sketch" Tony turned heel to go and get the camera before stopping. "Boss, what exactly is the case?"

"Petty Officer Matthew Templeton was found dead this morning. Single GSW through the head. Defensive wounds. Wife died three years age. He has a teenaged daughter. She's with the local Leo's. I want you to talk to her. Ziva, shoot and sketch. McGee, you talk to neighbours. See if they heard anything"

McGee nodded, looking a little ill.

Gibbs flashed his badge to the local Leo guarding the crime scene. The Leo nodded and held up the crime scene tape for Gibbs to duck under. He entered the house and found Duck and Palmer with the body in the master bedroom.

"TOD Duck?"

"Ah Jethro, this gentleman seems to have died yesterday around 10:30pm. Other than the obvious" he pointed to the hole in the man's head "There seems to be no sign of any life threatening injuries. These defensive wounds on his hands and the bruising on his chest indicate a struggle. These bruises on this part of the chest" Ducky gestured to some bruising underneath the fresh bruises "were older. It looks like this petty officer has been in some conflict lately".

Gibbs nodded and left Ducky with the body as he went to talk to the Leo in charge.

DiNozzo had recovered from Ziva's terrible driving and approached a young girl sitting on the curb outside the house. She had a medium build, with long copper hair French braided down her back. Standing around her were three of four cops, chatting to each other and not really paying attention to the girl.

"Hey guys, go grab a coffee or something" DiNozzo raised an eyebrow at Leos. They looked relieved, and as Tony flashed his badge to show them he was NCIS they wandered off, leaving him and the girl alone. He sat down a little way away on the curb, pulled out his phone and started playing Tetris.

She looked at him out of the corner of her eye, fiddling with the frayed rips in her jeans knees.

"You wanna tell me your name?" Tony prompted.

"Why should I do that?" she asked.

"Because without one I'll have to make one up. What about Katniss; the Hunger Games. You know how to shoot a bow?"

She half smiled and for the first time looked at him. "You think all teenage girls go for those movies"

Tony faked a look of horror. "You don't?"

"I go more down the Russell Crowe, Hugh Jackman, Musical line" she said.

"Gladiator, Wolverine, A Beautiful Mind, Robin Hood, Les Miserables" Tony pronounced the last one with a terrible french accent. "I prefer Matt Damon and Sean Connery. The masters of the film industry"

He held out his hand to the girl.

"Let's start over shall we. My name is Tony DiNozzo, I work for NCIS. I like playing Tetris, watching movies and coffee".

The girl looked at his hand before putting her hand in his.

"I'm Alexandra Opal Templeton. I like movies, boxing and ice tea".