What if McGee suddenly became a single father, and had to raise Morgan, his 12 year old daughter? I wrote this when I was 14, and I just decided to revise and start posting it, so please don't judge lol
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters in NCIS, including McGee, Morgan, Gibbs, Bishop, Ducky, Torres, DiNozzo, Vance, Johnny, Delilah, or any other characters that you may recognize from the show. There are some characters that were introduced in NCIS this season that weren't introduced when I wrote this a couple years ago (you'll see).
Trigger: There is death and characters do suffer traumatic events!! I'll try not to make it too heavy though.
I never wanted to be a killer. I was only ten when I killed someone for the first time. That someone was my father. Believe me it is not what you think. I did not kill my father in cold blood, nor do I do that now. I kill people because it is my job. I work for a group in Isreal called Mossad.
I am a killer, but I wasn't always one. I remember a time when I wanted to move to America and become a doctor. My father was never happy with my dreams, and he had always made sure to remind me that I was going to take up the family buissness.
My father was a killer too. Though he did not do it for the government. In all honesty, he mainly killed American government officials. As you can see, my father was not a good man. He was a hitman or a contract killer, neither sound too good. The only thing my father was good for was teaching me how to defend myself... and Kill.
I never thought I would be killing the people I work with and I never thought I would be wanted for murder. I guess you could say that things never really go according to plan. I remember my life when I was a kid. It was filled with drill sessions and shooting ranges. Those were the days... The days before I became what I am now.
My name is Avivi JÄGER (pronounced Aa-viy-viy Jeger). I am from Israel and only sixteen. Yes, I am a sixteen year old that is being hunted by the whole world. My name comes from the Jewish/Hebrew words meaning Innocent and Hunter. My mother was the one that named me. She was a doctor, but died a year after I was born. I wanted to grow up and be like her, not like my father. Like I said... Things don't always go according to plan.