Taking down criminals, especially those who disrespect the military honor, is your job. You’ve been doing it for years, alongside Timothy McGee and Anthony DiNozzo. Ziva David had recently joined the team. And Abby Scuito and Donald Mallard have been your favorite scientists in the building.

You took this job seriously. Very seriously, just like your favorite boss, Leroy Jethro Gibbs. You were good at your job. So good, Gibbs trusted you far more than the others sometimes.

However, this time, you were far more emotional than usual with this case you and your team were working on. The air in the room of the teams little cubical was tense. McGee wasn’t sure if he should fumble with his words to spew what he found out. DiNozzo had to bite his tongue to not make a snarky comment. And Ziva…well she didn’t know anyone well enough to say anything. She just felt awkward.

You stood up to your boss as he stood behind his desk, grabbing his gun to get ready and work the case. Heading to the crime scene to look some more and also talk to so suspects or people who know the them.

“You’re on desk for this case,” Gibbs orders. At first, the way he says it to you was more gentle, because he knows. He knows what you’re feeling. The killer they are looking for, for this case, had also killed your dad in the past. So, yeah, maybe you are taking it a little personally. And Gibbs knows that.