Our Family

Chapter 1

Hey, so this is my new story that is the sequel to Finding You. Finding You is the remake to my original story The Adventures of Lexi. I will be re-building Finding You and eventually change certain aspects of this story meanwhile. Please bear with me and thank you for your support. I do not own NCIS or its characters. I only own Lexi and Tori.

Lexi POV

So, it's been 1 year since my life was returned to the (slightly) normal way it was before.

If I were to tell you, you'd think I was an escaped mental patient or something. Heh, no. I'm perfectly sane, and what happened to me was sadly true and very real. You can ask Tori, she went through it with me. And my family, they caught the guy who ruined our lives.

Let me stop being vague and explain...

Some creep had a grudge against basically every Fed and Naval officer in D.C. all because an Admiral crashed into his family's car, killing his wife, 13 year old daughter and 6 year old son. So, he spent 6 years making this weird serum that comes from a rare underwater source and, when injected into a human, reverses the aging process.

Do I sound crazy yet?

Good! I am far from finished, so bear with me here, it gets better.

So, my mom is Jennifer Shepard, the director of NCIS. She told me that I had to be put in protective custody, as if I hadn't already been cooped up inside all the time. My dad, Leroy Jethro Gibbs, is the leader of the Major Case Response Team in NCIS and his team are like my brothers and sisters. The team was supposed to protect me and make sure I didn't put myself in danger.

And guess what?

That's exactly what the hell I did.

I'd disobeyed my mom and everyone, left NCIS and the creep injected me with his serum. By the time I'd gotten back, I was feeling tired and dizzy. I went to sleep in my sister, Abby's, lab. When I woke up, I felt really odd. I looked around at my family who were crowded around me and wondered why they all looked so tall, and why my clothes were all baggy.

Looking into the mirror and seeing myself from 8 years ago really makes a person want to faint.

All in all, my life had been turned upside-down by the impossible. No one knew about my de-aging except my family, two of my friends, and my teacher at the time.

I wasn't the best behaved at times, either. Having my dad, mom, or siblings have to spank me a few times for dumb stuff that I'd gotten myself into. I was in huge trouble after being de-aged, since I'd disobeyed everyone and put myself in danger. Two huge rules broken. But they forgave me after, due to the fact that I was 6 years old again, and I had to grow up all over again because of the lack of antidote.

I met my cousin, Tori, because of the dirtbag that de-aged me. He'd killed her parents and de-aged her as well, leaving her in her treehouse to die. When my dad and siblings went to investigate, they found her alone, dirty, and slightly malnourished. Tim, my brother, adopted her later on, and that's how I met my best friend. It's weird, like, I hate that man, Grinnell, with all my heart, but if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have met Tori.

Let me explain about my family. My mom and my dad aren't exactly my parents. I'd been raised by the mother from hell. She'd verbally abuse me everyday since I was 7 and made me feel like a piece of sh-

Trash.

I'm trying to stop swearing, my mom says it's 'unladylike'.

Anyway, my biological dad was a Marine, and he loved me, but he was hardly home. He was killed in the line of duty when I was 9, and that's when the abuse by my mom escalated. She'd only ever put her hands on me once, and that was the day she died, 2 years after my dad. I'd left for school after a huge argument with my birth mom, and then I was told before the day ended that she'd gotten into a car crash with a drunk driver and died instantly.