"Pow! Pow! Pow!" A little boy was aiming his finger-guns at Gibbs. Grinning, he took a step back and clutched his chest.

"Oh, ow! You got me, kid!" His parents smiled.

"I'm Denise, my husband Robert, and our son Anthony."

"Nice to meet you. I'm Mr. Gibbs, Mr. Mallard is my assistant, he's in the classroom there."

A few minutes later a small, pigtailed girl ran up and hugged his legs.

"Hi! I'm Abby! That's Daddy and Gloria, they're deaf." She grinned.

"Well, hi there, Abby. Do you think you can tell Daddy and Gloria what I'm saying?"

"Yup." She nodded, causing her pigtails to bounce. She shook hands with the couple and awkwardly introduced himself. Next was a father with his daughter.

"Hello, I am Mr. David, this is Ziva. Her brother Ari may stop by occasionally, he is entering the third grade." Ziva stood quietly.

"Very nice to meet you, sir. Hey Ziva, How about you go meet the other kids, okay?" She looked to her father for confirmation, then walked in the classroom unhesitatingly.

"Hi! You must be the kindergarten teacher! I'm Vanessa, and this is Kate."

"Hi Katie, you wanna go play?"

"No. Not Katie. I'm Kate."

"Okay, do you want to play, Kate?"

"Yes."

Gibbs frowned as he watched a mother steer her son, who was entranced in his videogame.

"Timmy, pause it. Hi, sorry, he knows he'll have to put it away. Timmy, what do we do with our games during school?"

"We put them away in our cubbies." He recited, still playing. Gibbs guided him into the room.

"This is Jimmy, he's Mommy's Little Helper and he loves storytime." Sighing, Gibbs herded his last student into the classroom.

They got cubbies and desks set up and declared freetime. They played semi-quietly, until Tony knocked over the block tower Ziva was building. She immediately retaliated.

"Ziva! No hitting! We use our words. Five minutes in time out." Tony played with the vacated blocks, Timmy had his videogame out, Kate was coloring, and Ducky was reading a book to Jimmy and Abby. Gibbs heard the door open.

"Hello, Jethro."

"Hey, Jen." He grinned as she sighed.

"I thought we agreed-"

"It's Principal Shepard at work, there is no out-of-work. Kate, color on the paper, not the table. Ziva, time-out's over. Ducky, let me know if you need a hand."

"Your name is Ducky?" Asked Jimmy, sounding awestruck. Abby laughed and clapped her hands, then ran around, presumably signing 'duck' over and over. She then gave the principal her special greeting, nearly knocking the unsuspecting woman over.

"Hi! I'm Abby! What's your name?"

"Ms. Shepard."

"Like who takes care of the baa-baa sheepies?"

"Yes." Abby laughed and clapped, then signed something a few times. Jen raised her eyebrow at Gibbs.

"Her parents are deaf." He whispered in her ear.

"Ah. Abby, why don't you go listen to Ducky's story?"

"I'm gonna color."

"Ok. Well, Jethro, I see you have your hands full. Bye."

"Bye, Jen." He smiled in return to her scowl.

"I want purple!"

"I'm using it!"

"I want purple!"

"I'm using it!"

"Abby, Kate! Do I need to put you girls in time-out?"

"But I was-"

"But she-"

"Play nice or you don't play at all."

"Okay." They sighed.