Amanda's Fics

[duckie103]

Gibbs/OFC, McGee/OFC
Drama/Death Story

Dust Choked Air

Gibbs sat at his desk working on papers, his wife was sitting on the couch watching a TV show about ghosts. He never understood why she liked them so much. He thought it was because of the cuddling they did afterwards. Gibbs chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?" Fiona asked.

"Nothing sweetie." Gibbs said.

"Oh, oh, come here." She replied.

Gibbs rushed over thinking something was wrong."What's wrong?" He asked.

"Nothing. Just feel." She put his hand on her buldging stomach. "He's kicking!" She exclailmed.

"Awesome!" Gibbs said. He sat down next to her and put his ear to her stomach. "Wow." He whispered. "Hi, there, it's your daddy." He rubbed Fiona's stomach.

Fiona shook her head. "You are too much." He continued to talk like he was talking to a baby. "Okay." Fiona kissed the back of his head. "You done?" She asked.

"I hope he looks like you." Gibbs said, leaning back on the couch.

"Well, if he's a boy, I actually hope he looks like you, because if he looked like me he'd be one feminie boy." Fiona laughed.

"Good point. But I hope he has your hair." Gibbs kissed her lips.

"Yeah." Fiona ran her hand through his. "I'm really tired. I'm going to go to bed."

"All right. I still have some work to do, but I'll be there in a few." Gibbs replied.

"Sure." Fiona walked back to their bedroom. She wiped a tear from the corner of her eye. Gibbs was always working, especially since she got pregnant. It's like he didn't want to be with her. She thought it was because she was fat and wasn't pretty anymore, but she would never say anything to him about it.

The next day...

Fiona shifted her weight and looked over her shoulder. Gibbs wasn't in bed. A note was on his pillow. Fiona picked it up and read it. "I found a break in the case. I left early. I didn't want to wake you, you look so beautiful sleeping. I'll see you at work. I love you. L.J." She smiled to herself. "I love you too." She kissed the paper and then got out of bed. The phone on the nightstand started to ring. "Hello?" Fiona smiled. "Yeah, sure. I have time. I don't have to be at work until 10." She nodded, picking a pink shirt and knaki's out of her closet. "Yeah. Thanks. I'll see you in a few. I'll be waiting outside."

Later...

Fiona and Giselle pulled up to NCIS. "No, don't worry about letting me off here. I'll walk with you from the car."

"Are you sure?" Giselle asked.

"Yes." Fiona answered.

"All right." Giselle said. She pulled the car out and drove halfway down the block when a explosion rocked the street. Giselle slammed on the breaks. The car behind her was crushed by a piece of building.

"What the hell was that?" Fiona asked over blaring car alarms and people screaming. They looked back over their shoulders. The NCIS Building was no longer recognizable. What stood where the building once was was a pile of debri and rubble. Men and women staggered around on the sidewalk and street. Dust choked the air. Fiona and Giselle quickly climbed out of the car. Fiona held her shirt up over her nose and mouth.

"Come on. We have to see if anyone needs medical attention!" Giselle called out. She ran to the car behind her. The man inside was already dead. "Damn." She helped people to the sidewalk. She tore a piece off her shirt to make a tourniquet for a man. "Don't move." She herded people next to one another out of the way of the debri.

Fiona stared at the rubble that was once her work. "Jethro." She whispered. She quickly walked to the building. "People are trapped inside. We need to get them out."

A man behind her said that it was terrorists. "Did someone call the fire department?" She asked. You could hear sirens in the distance. "What do we do?" She asked. Another man tapped her on the shoulder.Fiona embraced him in a big hug. "Tony."

"I was sick this morning." He said. "I should've been here at 8. I should've been here at eight." He kept saying. He staggered to the curb and sat down. "I should've been here at eight."

Giselle was checking the wound on a man's head. "Who's in charge here?" A fireman asked.

"I'm supposed to be." Fiona replied.

"All right. What do we need to do?" He asked.

" We need to get the wounded away from the building so we can start excavation. I'll need a perimeter set up down the block for the bodies and we'll need a couple of doctors here on the sight." She explained.

"Good. All right people, let's get a move on." He called out.

Fiona helped them move patients down the street to a mobile hospital that was being set up. Giselle went in the opposite direction to help set up a temporary morgue. The equipment was being brought in to help with the excavation and the news media was also arriving. "We need to get the news media back from the building." Cops from all over were also coming, along with Federal agents from the FBI and the other NCIS headquarters in Norfolk, Virginia.

Giselle tapped on Fiona's shoulder. "You should go get checked out you look a little shaken up."

Fiona turned and looked at her friend. "I'm not leaving until I find Jethro." She looked at the ground. "Any news on Tim?" She asked.

"No. If I hear anything about Gibbs I'll let you know." Giselle replied.

"Same here." Fiona said half heartedly.

"All right." Giselle answered quickly and walked back to the morgue. They already had 20 bodies. Giselle couldn't tell Fiona that most couldn't be identified right now, but she would make sure they all were.

A Federal Agent walked up to Giselle in the morgue. "Are you Dr. McGee?" She asked.

"Yes, I am."

"We need you to come to the scene. We found a bunch of people." The woman said.

Giselle brought her hand to her mouth. "How many?" She asked.

"Um, ma'am. We're not sure." The agent said.

"Jesus." Giselle followed her to the scene. "Okay, we're going to need stretchers. Very carefully, we'll place the bodies on them and take them back to the tent."

"We got a live one!" A man called out from the corner of the building.

Giselle left the other workers and rushed to the person that was still alive. "Who is it?" She asked, pushing her way past the other workers. She stopped when she finally got to the front of the people. "Abby. Oh, god." They were pulling her onto a stretcher.

"How am I doc?" She asked.

Giselle looked her over. "You're going to be fine." She choked out.

"You're a horrible liar." Abby replied.

Giselle felt tears again. "You'll be fine."

"Tell Palmer I'm okay." She replied.

"I will." Giselle said. She turned back to look over the rubble. She hadn't been in the heart of it all yet. Fiona was throwing up in the corner. "Fiona!" She called out.

Fiona looked up. "Sorry."

"No, no, it's all right. What are you doing?" She asked. Fiona looked at her funny. "Not what I mean. You should be sitting down."

"I can't. I have to find Jethro." Fiona replied. "I'm the boss."

Giselle wiped her bangs out of her face. "Come on." She started to lead her friend out of the rubble.

"We got another live one!" Someone called out.

Giselle and Fiona both looked back. "Keep going." She pointed towards the sidewalk. Giselle ran over to the man. "Tim." She smiled. "Oh, god." She wrapped her arms around him. "God."

"Hey, I'm all right." He replied.

"Oh, god." Giselle kissed him.

Fiona looked back and smiled. She sat down on the curb and surveyed the area.

"Tim, do you know where Gibbs was?" Giselle asked, as they helped him onto a stretcher.

"Um...he was in MTAC with Fornell and Kate. Did you find them yet?" McGee asked.

"No." Giselle replied.

McGee looked around. "They're still alive." He said.

"I hope." Giselle whispered. She followed them to the makeshift hospital.

The next day...

Fiona stirred her coffee and watched the morning news. She slept in one of Jethro's old Marine t-shirts and a pair of sweatpants.

"This is Hank Benson reporting to you live from what is now left of NCIS Headquarters in Washington D.C." The reporter said. He walked as close as he could get to the rubble. "What you see used to be a Federal Building. We have confirmed reports that a terrorist cell is responsible, although none have yet claimed it. At this time, 23 people are reported dead and hundreds were wounded. We spoke to Medical Examiner Giselle McGee this morning, she implied that many more are dead, but have not been identified at this time." He walked over to the makeshift morgue. Fiona wiped tears from her eyes. The doorbell rang. She got up and walked to the door, expecting it to be her mother, who was supposed to be here. She was flying in from Pennsylvania. Fiona opened the door and almost collapsed. "Jethro." She threw her arms around him. "Oh, sweet jesus." She collapsed to the floor. Jethro fell to his knees and hugged her.

"I love you." He whispered.

"I love you." Fiona got out between tears. "Oh, god."

He cupped her chin with his hand. "Fiona." He said. She looked up at him. "I'm fine." She continued to cry. He helped her up from the floor and led her to the couch.

"You look like you don't have a scratch on you." She said, still crying.

"There, there." He rocked her in his arms on the couch.

"Oh, god." She whispered. "I can't believe this. I thought you were dead."

"I thought I was too." Gibbs replied.

She looked up at him and then buried her face back in his chest. "Will you tell me about it?" She asked.

He nodded. "Yes. I was sitting at my desk when Fornell came in. He said we had Vince Jenkins on an NSA satelite from Russia."

Fiona nodded. "All right."

"Kate and I went with Fornell to watch at MTAC. We had only been in there for 5 minutes when the whole building shook and the walls and floor just disappeared. It went black after that and then I remember regaining consciousness and trying to move, but I couldn't. It was still dark, and I remember not being able to see much of anything. I could hear people screaming around me, or it was in my head. I think my ears were ringing actually. I heard sirens and I could hear people moving above me. I thought I was in a bad nightmare or something. I remember thinking about you, that's all I thought about was, oh, dear god, please don't let her be here." Gibbs looked up.

"I wasn't. Giselle and I had just pulled up. I told her I could walk so we went further down the block to park. That's when it happened. A hunk of the building hit the car behind us." Fiona replied.

Gibbs hugged her. "Do you know who didn't make it?"

"No. They haven't released the names yet, Giselle is still trying to identify all the bodies." Fiona replied.

A year later...

"Today we're here to dedicate the new building to all the people who lost their lives on August 19, 2005 at the NCIS Building." Fiona said. "I'd like to read all the names of those who perished. After I'm done I'd like to have a moment of silence." She said. Fiona cleared her throat. "David Bell, Edie Belushi, Noah Berry, Chastidy Bob, Nina Buckley, Pamela Campbell, Brittany Chow, Jackie Coople, Grant Creely, Hillary Dee, Marilynn Drake, Amber Flynn, Robin Garcia, Lynette Gullant, Gillian Hatcher, Ryan Hoffman, Francis Hughes, Mariah Jackson, Catherine Jennings, Ann Juhnke, Joan King, Jason Kirschling, Alex McMahn, Frank Mallory, William O'Quinn, Jimmy Palmer, Jane Rice, Abby Scuito, Jennifer Shepard, Erin Smith, Maura Sylvester, and Katelin Todd." Fiona paused." I'd also like to dedicate the building to the survivors too." Fiona replied. The audience paused for a moment of silence. As they looked back up a flock of white doves were released from the roof of the building. The audience clapped as music was played in the background. A memioral was also erected with the names of all those who were killed at the entrance. Every member of the audience laid a rose in front of the wall.

[duckie103]

Another story:
No real pairing
Drama/Death Story

I never thought this would happen...

Jethro Gibbs walked into Murphy's Bar and sat down. The bar tender walked up to him. "What can I get for ya?" He asked.

Gibbs looked up. "Uh, what's your specialty?" He asked.

"Moltov." The man replied.

"That's fine." Gibbs said.

"All right." The bartender replied. He poured the drink and handed it to Gibbs. "How you doing bub?"

Gibbs looked up. "Terrible."

"Awh. Sorry to hear that." The bartender said.

"Yeah." Gibbs replied.

"Sounds bad."

"It was." Gibbs answered.

"I've heard them all. Let me guess. Problem with a woman?" He questioned.

"You could say that." Gibbs replied.

"Yeah, I'm pretty good at this." The bartender boasted. "Let me guess. She cheated on you?"

"Nope." Gibbs answered.

"Huh. She leave you?"

"In a way." Gibbs replied.

"Yeah, that can be tough."

Gibbs took a sip of his drink. "Yeah, it's been rough."

"Do you mind if I ask you what happened?"

"Not really." Gibbs said. He finished his drink. "Another please."

"Sure." He filled Gibbs glass up and handed it back to him.

Gibbs took another drink. "All right. Here goes." He replied.

A month earlier...

"Make sure you wear a vest." Gibbs replied.

Charlotte smiled. "I know. I was a police officer before this."

"I'm just telling you."

She kissed his forehead. "I love you."

"I love you too." Gibbs kissed her back.

They climbed into the sedan with Tony, McGee, and Eva. "Ready?" Tony asked.

"Yeah." Eva replied.

"Same here." McGee said.

"Great. Let's roll." Gibbs answered.

They drove the 15 minutes to a supposably abandoned warehouse in Washington D.C. "Check all weapons." Tony replied.

"Check." Tim said.

"Check." Eva and Charlotte replied.

"Good." Gibbs answered. "Let's go." They all emptied out of the car. "McGee, you and Tony, go around back. Charlotte, Eva, you're with me." Gibbs replied.

Charlotte followed Eva and Gibbs into the warehouse. A couple of shots rang out. Gibbs and Eva ducked behind a car. Charlotte dove behind some barrels on the opposite side of them. "You all right Charlotte?" Gibbs asked through the walkie talkies.

"Yeah." Charlotte replied. "I'm fine."

A couple more shots rang out. "sweets." Gibbs said, they shot back. "Move in." Eva followed him.

"We got shooters." Tony said over the walkie talkies.

"sweets. I've been hit." McGee replied.

"How bad?" Eva asked.

"I'm fine." Tim answered back.

"Good." Gibbs replied.

Tony and McGee joined Gibbs and Eva. "Hey, where's Charlotte?"

Gibbs looked back. "I don't know. She was over behind some barrels."

"Maybe she's ahead of us?" Eva said.

"I'm going back." Gibbs replied.

More shots rang out. "Shoot!" Tony yelled. They all started shooting in the same direction. Silence followed. The gunmen were dead. They moved in to make sure the gunmen were dead. "Clear." Tony yelled.

"I'm going to find Charlotte." Gibbs replied. He walked back towards the entrance. "Charlotte?" He walked behind the barrels. "Charlotte!" He screamed. "Call an ambulance!" He yelled to Tony.

"sweets." Tony pulled out his cellphone.

Eva ran over to Gibbs and Charlotte. Gibbs was performing CPR. Eva felt for a pulse. "Damn." She said. "Gibbs, stop." She replied.

He kept going. "No."

She pulled him off her. He was crying. Eva hugged him closely. McGee and Tony came over. "sweets." Tony said.

McGee wiped the corner of his eyes. "I'm sorry."

Sept. 18th -

Gibbs looked across the cemetery. "I can't believe this."

"Me either." Eva replied.

"I never thought this would happen." Gibbs said.

"None of us did." Tony answered.

"None of us." McGee answered.

"Yeah." Gibbs replied.

Hannah pulled on her dad's pant leg. "Daddy. I'm tired."

"I know." Gibbs picked her up.

"Are you ready?" Eva asked Gibbs.

"Yeah." Gibbs followed them towards the car.

"You're coming over to my house, right?" Eva asked.

"Yeah." Gibbs replied.

Sept. 30th -

Gibbs sat up in bed. Hannah was crying. He walked briskly down the hallway and into her bedroom. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" He asked.

"I had a bad dream." She hugged him.

"It's only a dream. It's not real." Gibbs said soothingly.

"When's mommy coming home?" She asked.

Gibbs sighed. "Sweetheart. She's not."

"What?" Hannah asked.

"Mommy went to heaven." Gibbs replied.

"Will I go to heaven?" Hannah asked.

"Yes. Someday." Gibbs said.

"I don't want to go to heaven. That means I can't live here no more." Hannah answered.

Gibbs chuckled. "You'll be old, and trust me, you'll want to."

"But, mommy wasn't old." Hannah replied.

"You will be." Gibbs said. "I know."

Hannah smiled. "Okay, daddy." She hugged him. "I love you."

"I love you too." Gibbs pulled the blanket up to her shoulders. He got up and walked back to his bedroom. He sat down at the desk and looked at the picture in the frame. He started to cry. He opened the drawer and pulled out a half full bottle of Jack and drank the rest. He got up and walked downstairs. He opened the cupboard and searched for another bottle. He found it and drank the rest of that bottle as well.

Present day -

"Will you watch Hannah?" Gibbs asked Eva.

"Yes." Eva replied. "I have to go to my Aunt Emma's house this evening. So please make sure you're back by 5."

"All right." Gibbs answered. He looked back over his shoulder at Eva holding Hannah's hand. He waved at Hannah.

"Bye Daddy." She called out.

"Bye, Hannah." Gibbs smiled at her. He walked back down the street and got in his car. He drove around town, and went to four different bars before walking into Murphy's Bar. "Now I'm here." He replied.

"Wow, that's the saddest story I've ever heard." The bartender replied.

"Yeah." Gibbs said. He put his drink down. "I'll take another."

The guy filled Gibbs glass up. "That's the last."

Gibbs downed the drink and set the glass down. "Thanks." Gibbs replied.

"No problem man. Maybe you should get some professional help." The bartender said.

"Thanks." Gibbs put a twenty down and staggered outside. He reached into his pocket and tried to find his keys. "Damn." He staggered backwards. A car horn blared. Gibbs looked up as a Ford Truck slammed into him.

[duckie103]

Another:
Tony/OFC
Little Drama/Happy Ending

Day at the Park

Sophie picked up her daughter off the floor. "Tony. We should go out and do something today. It's not right to keep her couped up in the house."

"All right. As soon as I'm done with my paperwork." Tony replied.

"Come on. You're always doing paperwork." Sophie said, shifting Bryce to her hip.

Tony looked up. "Yeah, I have to work."

Sophie shot him a look. "And your point?"

"Come on, don't give me this again." Tony went back to typing.

"Well, don't blame me when Bryce doesn't know her father." Sophie walked into the kitchen.

Tony slammed his laptop closed. He rubbed his temples before getting up from the chair. He walked out to the kitchen. "I'm sorry." He replied.

Sophie shook her head. "We hear the same thing all the time."

"No, I really mean it. I'm done working for today. Let's go out. How about we have a picnic at the lake? I won't even bring my cellphone." Tony said.

"You mean it?" Sophie asked.

"Yes." Tony replied.

"Good." Sophie took Bryce's hand. "You want to go to the lake?" She asked her daughter.

"Yeah. Is daddy coming?" Bryce asked.

"Yes." Sophie smiled.

"Okay." Bryce said. "I'll go get my coat."

"You do that sweetie." Sophie smiled after her daughter.

"This still doesn't make up for anything." Sophie replied as she walked past Tony.

At the park...

Tony laid the blanket on the ground as Sophie got the picnic basket out of the backseat. Bryce was already down by the lake with Charlie, their Golden Retriever. "Is this spot okay?" He asked.

Sophie looked at where he had laid the blanket. "Yeah, I guess." She replied.

Tony gritted his teeth. "Fine."

Sophie called Bryce over. "Honey, it's lunchtime."

Tony took out the food that Sophie had packed. "Mmmm. This looks good."

"Yeah, it's your favorite." Sophie replied.

"Mine too." Bryce added. She took a tuna fish and pickle sandwich. Tony ate his sandwich. "Daddy, will come play with me?" Bryce asked.

"Sure, sweetie. Can I finish my sandwich first?" Tony asked.

"Yeah." Bryce picked up a jello square. "Look what I can do!" She balanced the jello on her nose.

"Don't play with your food." Sophie replied.

"We're on a picnic." Tony said. "Who cares." He placed a jello square on his nose.

"Now I know where she gets it from." Sophie replied.

"Bryce, honey, why don't you go and wait for me, all right?" Tony asked.

"Sure, daddy." She put her jello square in her mouth. "Don't take forever."

"I won't" Tony said. He watched his daughter walk over by the lake, she threw a stick for Charlie to fetch. He turned back to Sophie. "What's your problem?" He asked.

"Nothing." She replied.

"Come on. I know, I work too much. I'm sorry for that. I love both of you, you know that. And it doesn't matter if Bryce is playing with her food. So we have different ideas when it come to raising our daughter. She doesn't do that when we're out at fancy restaurants, so who cares if she does it when we're alone. I think it's funny." Tony explained.

"I know." Sophie said.

"Well then? What is it?" He asked.

"I'm pregnant again." Sophie replied.

Tony's eyebrows shot up. "How far along are you?"

"Two months, but you've been working, and I just never got the courage up to tell you." Sophie looked at the ground.

Tony lifted her chin with his fingers. "I'm so happy." He kissed her.

"Eeewww." Bryce said.

"Bryce sweetie, go back to playing with the dog." Tony replied.

She stuck her tongue out at him. "Fine."

Tony chuckled. "This is so great."

"Why? You're never home anyhow, all your time is spent at NCIS." Sophie replied.

"Well, I'll just tell Gibbs that I have to spend more time at home with my girls." Tony said.

"You mean that?" Sophie asked.

"Yeah." Tony replied.

"Great." Sophie smiled at him. He helped her up from the blanket. They walked over to Bryce.

"Let me give that a try." Tony said. He threw the stick for Charlie to fetch.

"Nice throw dad." Bryce replied. "Look what I can do!" She said. She ran and jumped in a pile of leaves and threw them all over.

Tony and Sophie smiled. Tony lifted her from the pile of leaves and pretended to do the airplane. "Vvvrrrroooommm." He ran around with her above his head.

Sophie laughed. "You two are something else."

"I wanna be a pilot someday dad." Bryce said.

"You can do whatever you want." Tony replied. He put her on his shoulders. "Come on, let's go for a walk."

"Okay." Sophie smiled. She walked beside him with her arm around his waist, and Charlie trailing behind them with his stick.

"This is the best day of my life." Bryce replied. "I got my mommy and my daddy with me."

"It's going to be like this more often." Tony said.

"Yay!" Sophie exclaimed.

[duckie103]

Brianna

Gibbs/OFC
Drama/Humor

(Gibbs is going to be a father)


Paige grabbed the bottle of asprin from the cupboard. Gibbs sat at the table in the kitchen eating his breakfast. "You have a headache honey?" He asked.

Paige took two asprin from the bottle. "No. I feel bloated and my period is irregular."

Gibbs made a face. "Uh, eating here." He replied.

"Hey, Paige." Neila said, walking in the side door. "You ready?"

"Just give me a minute." Paige said.

"All right." Neila sat down next to Gibbs at the table. "How are you?" She asked.

"Fine." Gibbs said.

"That's good." Neila replied.

Paige stopped walking. "Damn."

"What's wrong?" Neila asked.

"My period is off. I haven't had one in a while. I feel really sick too." Paige replied.

"When was the last time you went to a Gynecologist?" Neila questioned.

"Uh." Gibbs got up and walked over to the counter.

"I don't know, a couple of years ago." Paige replied.

They got up from the table. "It's just so weird, usually when I get my period it's like the flood gates opened." Gibbs scrapped the rest of the food off the plate and put it in the sink. "Where you going?" Paige asked.

"To find higher ground." Gibbs replied.

Paige glared at him. "You ready?" She asked Neila.

"Yeah." Neila answered.

Later...

"I can't believe what women talk about." Gibbs said as he typed.

"Yeah?" Tony replied. "Like what?"

"Well today Paige and Neila were talking about periods." Gibbs replied.

"Woah." Tony said. "Yeah, that's why I'm glad I'm seperated from Julia, and don't live at home.

"Yeah?" Gibbs replied.

"Yeah, no more midnight tampon runs." He chuckled. "You didn't get the right size." He mimicked a womans voice.

"What's with all the types anyhow? I mean, there's light, slim, superabsorbant, skinny superabsorbant. And maxi, mini, with wings." Gibbs said.

"I have no idea." Tony replied.

The phone next to Gibbs started to ring. He picked it up. "Gibbs." He replied. "Yes, honey. Where are you?" He sighed. "All right. I'll come pick you up. Okay, bye." He hung up. "I have to go pick up Paige at the Gynecologist." Gibbs said.

"Oh, have fun." Tony replied.

Gibbs walked in the office door and stared at all the women in the waiting room. He walked up to the receptionist. "I'm here to pick up my wife, Paige Gibbs." He replied.

"Doctor Milosevic is running late, you can stay out in the waiting room." The receptionist replied.

Gibbs looked around. "All right. I'm just going to stand here." He said, leaning up against the wall.

"There's a seat over there." The receptionist pointed at a loveseat with two pregnant women sitting on it.

Gibbs smiled weakly. "Thanks." He walked over and squeezed between the two women.

"You have enough room?" The woman on his left asked.

"Yeah." Gibbs said.

"I wasn't always this big. I've put 50 pounds on." The woman said.

Gibbs nodded. "Uhuh."

"Oh, I know what that's like." The other woman said. "When I was pregnant with my first child I put on 60 pounds, but I left half of it in the delivery room." The woman said.

"Wow. That must've been hard. Giving birth to a 30 pound baby." Gibbs replied.

The woman looked over at him. "I didn't. That 30 pounds was the amneoic sac, fluid, and discharge."

Gibbs almost gagged. "Thanks." He whispered.

There was silence for 30 seconds.

"Are you going to breast feed?" The woman on his right asked.

"Yeah, but I'm not looking forward to sore nipples and everything." The woman said.

Gibbs raised his eyebrow. "Uh, I'm going to go see if my wife is ready." He tried to get up, but was wedged between the two women. "Uh, excuse me." He finally shimmied his way out and walked over to the magazine rack and leafed through it. "Nothing." He whispered. He walked over to the receptionist. "You don't happen to have any other magazine's back there do ya?" He asked.

The receptionist smiled. "We have a copy of Jack and Jill. You want the crayons too?"

"Nah, thanks." He replied.

"Excuse me, Mr. Gibbs, the doctor would like to see you with your wife." A nurse said.

"Okay." He followed the nurse down the hallway and into an office. The nurse shut the door behind him. Gibbs cleared his throat and took a seat next to his wife.

"We need to talk." The doctor replied.

Gibbs looked at Paige and then the doctor. "All right."

"We got your wife's blood test back, and we found something." The doctor replied.

"What's wrong?" Gibbs asked, worried.

"You're having a baby." The doctor said.

Gibbs raised his eyebrows. "What? How, we haven't had sex in...what? Six weeks?"

"Excuse me. You don't remember that night in the kitchen?" Paige replied.

"It was a one time spur of the moment thing." Gibbs said.

"I've been delivering spur of the moment's for 20 years." Doctor Milosevic replied.

Gibbs gulped. "All right."

They walked out of the doctor's office and got in the car. "What do you think?" Paige asked.

Gibbs turned and looked at her. "Uh....I don't know." Gibbs replied. Paige looked out the window and Gibbs stole a glance at her. She was glowing and he loved how happy she looked.

"I can't believe we're going to be parent's." Paige looked out the window at a mother with a baby carriage walking down the road and smiled.

Gibbs looked out the window and saw a father and his son on the other side of the street. The little boy was throwing a tantrum. He cringed. "Great."

"Are you happy?" Paige asked.

"Yeah, if you're happy I'm happy." He said.

Paige smiled. He drove them to the NCIS Building.

"You two look very happy." Tony replied.

"We're having a baby." Paige said.

"Gibbs is going to be a dad?" Tony asked.

"Yeah." Paige replied.

Tony chuckled. "That's funny."

"Congratulations." Ducky said.

"Thank you, Ducky." Paige replied.

"You're welcome." Ducky said.

"Wow, you're having a baby, boss?" McGee asked.

"Well, if you'd like to think of it as an alien, by all means." Gibbs replied.

"Sorry." McGee said.

"How do you feel about this?" Abby asked.

"It's cool." Paige replied.

"Gibbs?" Abby asked, as everyone looked at him.

"Uh...well....I was thinking...our child will be in Pre-School and I'll be in my fifties. When my kid graduates I'll be in my sixties. It'll be funny when we go to the movies, one senior ticket, adult, and child. People are going to ask me if I'm his grandpa." Gibbs replied.

Paige felt herself tearing up. "Well, I thought it was a great idea. A baby is a sign of our love for each other, but I guess I know where you stand." She got up.

"Paige, wait." Gibbs said. "Come on."

Paige turned on her heels. "Don't follow me."Gibbs reached out to stop her. "Don't Gibbs." She replied.

He stopped. 'It's bad. She never calls me that.' He thought.

"That was bad." Tony replied.

Gibbs looked at him. "Shutup." He stood looking at the wall. "I'll be back." He followed Paige out to the parking lot. "Honey, don't go." He replied.

Paige looked up. "Leroy Jethro Gibbs, don't tell me what to do right now. I am not in the mood for it!" She hit the gas and sped out of the parking lot in his car.

"sweets. How am I going to get home?" He asked himself.

"I can give you a ride." A woman behind him replied.

Gibbs looked over. "Do we know each other?" He asked

"No, I work in the evidence locker." She replied. "I go through all the grisly murder evidence."

"Oh." He couldn't quite place her. "I just thought I saw you before somewhere else."

"Maybe." She said, laughing a little. "Do you want that ride?" She asked.

"Uh..." He looked back over his shoulder. "Why not. It's just a ride home."

"All right." She replied, tossing her red hair over her shoulder. "I'm Luci."

"Gibbs." He shook her hand.

"I know who you are." She said. "I'll pick you up at 6."

"Fine."

Later...

Gibbs climbed into the passenger seat of Becki's red Mustang. "You have a slight obsession with red." He replied.

"Oh, you have no idea." She smiled.

Gibbs stared straight ahead. "So, how was your day?" He asked.

"Divine." She replied.

"Great." He answered.

"Would you like to stop and get something to eat?" She asked.

"No, thanks. I really should get home. My wife and all." He replied.

"Uh, yes, there is that." She said.

"Yes, there is my wife." Gibbs replied.

"Yes." Luci answered. She stopped the car in front of Gibbs house. "Well this is the end of the line."

"Yeah." Gibbs grabbed his coat. The November air was starting to feel like February. "Thanks for the ride."

"No problem, baby. If you ever need another, just let me know." Luci replied. "I'll know." She pulled the door shut and sped off.

Gibbs shivered. He walked up to the front door, he turned the handle but it was locked. "sweets." He reached above the door frame for the other key but it was missing. "Damn." He knocked on the door. A light came on in the kitchen. Paige pulled the blind back and stared at Gibbs. "Paige, please let me in, it's freezing out here." She stared at him for a few seconds and opened the door slightly.

"Gibbs, I don't want to see you right now." She replied.

He got down on his knees and looked up at her. "I'm so sorry for the way I behaved earlier. I should'n't have. I know how much you want this baby, so, if you're happy, I'm happy. Let's have a baby." He hugged her from the ground.

"Get up. You're getting your pants wet." Paige replied.

"Does that mean you're not mad?" He asked. "And please don't call me Gibbs, we're married remember?"

"I was never mad, I was ticked." Paige said. He followed her inside. "Who brought you home? Tony?" She asked.

"Uh, no, actually. Luci from the evidence locker." Gibbs replied.

"Who?" Paige asked.

"Luci, I don't know her last name. Said she works in the evidence locker. Red hair, real skinny, kind of pale." Gibbs said.

"Huh, I don't remember anyone named Luci working in the evidence locker." Paige replied. "Are you sure her name is Luci?"

"That's what she said." Gibbs replied.

"Oh, well. Maybe she's new." Paige smiled at Gibbs.

"Yeah." Gibbs replied.

March......3 months later.....

"Oh, my god." Gibbs sat up in bed. Paige was sleeping soundly next to him. She breathed in and out, her chest rising and falling beneath the blanket. Gibbs sighed, pulled the blanket around him, and wrapped his arm around Paige. He went back to sleep.

"Jethro." Paige whispered.

"Huh?" He asked.

"I'm hungry." She replied.

"What?"

"I'm hungry."

"What do you want?" He asked.

"I want a peanut butter fudge sundae." Paige replied.

"Okay." He threw the blanket off and slid out of bed. Gibbs walked out to the kitchen. He opened the fridge door and pulled out a gallon of vanilla ice cream, the hot fudge and peanut butter from the cupboard. He scooped the ice cream into the bowl, the peanut butter on top of that, squirted some fudge on that, and grabbed a spoon, and staggered back to the bedroom. "Here you go, sweetie." He handed her the bowl.

"Thank you, Jethro." He kissed her forehead and laid back down.

Later...

Gibbs' eye's adjusted to the light of the office as he walked in. "You don't look so good, boss." McGee replied.

Gibbs looked over at McGee. "You wouldn't either if your wife had you up at 3 in the morning making her an ice cream sundae."

"Oh, it's the cravings." McGee said. "Neila went through that when she was pregnant with Joshua."

"Yeah? Well I think Paige is doing it to me on purpose." Gibbs replied. "She's getting even with me or something."

"Actually it's a normal part of the hormone imbalance." McGee stated.Gibbs shot him a look. "Or not."

July...9 months...

Paige turned the air conditioning down. "God, it's so hot in here."

Gibbs shivered under the blankets. "Honey, why don't you lay down."

"No, no, no. I can't. I've got this burst of energy." Paige replied.

"Please, honey." Gibbs said.

"Oh, all right." She smiled. "You are too much." She waddled over to the bed and got in.

"Ah." Gibbs wrapped his arms around her. "I love you."

"I love you too." Paige said. Paige stared at the ceiling. "Honey."

"Yes?" Gibbs replied.

"It's time." She said.

"Time for what?" He asked, nuzzling her neck.

"The baby." Paige said.

Gibbs jumped out of bed. "All right!" He grabbed the suitcase next to the door. "We got everything here." He said.

"Yes." Paige replied. "I'm going to call ahead. Get the car ready."

"All right." Gibbs replied. They drove to the hospital. Gibbs called McGee, Ducky, and DiNozzo. "All right." He led Paige into the hospital.

"Mrs. Gibbs." The nurse said. "Do you need a wheelchair?"

"Yes, you might want to get one for my husband." Paige replied.

Tony walked briskly into the hospital. "Where's Paige?" He asked.

"Right here." Paige waved at him.

"Oh, good. How's my baby sister feel?" He asked.

Paige shot him a look. "Tony, shutup."

"All right, let's get you upstairs." The nurse replied.

"Tony, will you wait for Ducky and McGee?" Gibbs asked.

"Yeah." Tony said. "Do you think Neila's going to come too?"

"I'm sure." Gibbs said.

"All right." Tony replied.

Later...

Paige breathed in deeply. "Okay. That contraction is over."

The nurse peeked in. "Everything's good. Dr. Jacque can't come in, but his assistant, Dr. Benson will be here in a few minutes."

"All right." Paige replied.

"Hi, I'm Dr. Benson." A woman from the doorway said.

Gibbs eyebrows shot up. "Hi." He replied.

The doctor checked Paige up. "I'll be right back." She said.

"How old do you think she is?" Gibbs asked Paige.

"I don't know." Paige replied.

"She looks like she just got out of Med. School." Gibbs said.

"I've been out of medical school for a year." Dr. Benson replied.

Gibbs nodded. "So, how many babies have you delievered?" He asked. "Can't be that many."

"Actually 312."

"Oh." Gibbs said.

Paige rolled her eyes and grimaced. "Damn. That one hurt."

"That's what I need to talk to you about. The baby's heart rate is down. Now, this could just be because of the contractions, but I'm going to check in a minute here. If it's the same or dropped we're going to have to do an emergency c-section." Dr. Benson replied.

"Oh, god." Paige said.

"How long does a c-section take?" Gibbs asked.

"If I need to, I can have the baby out in a minute." Dr. Benson replied.

Gibbs nodded. "Good."

Dr. Benson checked the reading. "All right. We need to go."

"Honey." Paige felt herself crying.

"Don't worry." Gibbs replied.

Ducky, McGee, Tony, and Neila got off the elevator. They walked briskly down the hallway. They found Gibbs standing outside. "What's going on?" Tony asked.

"Paige is having an emergency c-section." Gibbs replied.

"Oh, god." Tony replied.

"Don't worry." Ducky said. "Sometimes a c-section is standard."

"Yeah." Neila replied. "Some women can't give birth because the baby is bigger than the birth canal."

Tony cringed. "Ew."

"No, that's not why." Gibbs replied.

"Oh." Neila whispered. They looked at the door and waited in silence.

The doctor walked out. "Mr. Gibbs."

"Yes." Gibbs stood up.

"You have a beautiful, healthy baby girl." The doctor replied.

Gibbs smiled. "Thank you."

"You're a dad!" Tony exclaimed.

"And you're an Uncle."

"Oh, my. I am an Uncle. I guess I better change my ways." Tony chuckled.

"Yeah." Neila said.

"Wow." McGee replied. "I can't believe you're a dad, Gibbs."

"Congratulations." Ducky replied, taking Gibbs hand. "You're a little stary eyed."

"I know. If you all will excuse me. I'm going to go see how my wife and new daughter are." Gibbs said, he opened the door.

"Hey, boss. What's her name?" Tony asked.

"Brianna."

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New Story:
Tony/OFC

Little drama, angst, and death

Goodbye, Allison

Tony DiNozzo walked down Peabody Street in Georgetown, Maryland. He had just finished another greuling day at NCIS. He needed a break, to sip a beer with some buddies, or park himself in front of a football game and eat a pizza. He wanted to drool a little. Pizza sounded so good. He rounded the corner and came face to face with a woman he hadn't seen in almost 10 years. "Allison Greene?" He asked.

The woman looked up at him from her crouching position next to a store front. "What's it to you?" She asked.

"You don't remember me do you. Anthony DiNozzo, Ohio State." Tony replied.

She thought for a moment. "Yeah, I remember you."

"I remember you too." Tony said. He looked at the rags that she wore for clothes and how matted her hair was, and the dirt smudge under her eye. He thought back to college. She was a beautiful blonde then, with designer clothes, and money to tout. Allison came from a rich family. How could she end up like this.

A man came out of the storefront. "Didn't I already tell you, no loitering!" He yelled.

"She's not loitering." Tony replied.

"The hell she isn't. She's been in front of my shop for an hour! If you don't leave I'm calling the cops!"

"I'm goin'." Allison grabbed the bag next to her. She started to walk in the opposite direction of Tony.

Tony stood for a second and then ran after her. "Allison, wait. Can I buy you something to eat?" He asked.

"You don't want to waste your time." Allison replied.

"No, really. I don't mind. I would've ate alone anyhow."

"That's not the Anthony DiNozzo I knew." Allison said.

"We all change." Tony answered.

"True. All right. Where to? No place fancy now, remember, I left my Chanel at home." She chuckled.

"How about Gary's Pub?" Tony said. "You know it?"

"Yeah, I know it." Allison replied. "That's fine."

"All right."

They walked down the street and Tony found the Pub. They went inside and ordered food.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure, let me guess. You want to know how I ended up like this?" Allison replied.

"Yeah." Tony said.

"Well, it all started right after college. I fell in love, and married a man named Charles Bronson, a Corporate Millionaire. We had 2 sons, but there was trouble in paradise. We got divorced. I lost everything when my dad's company went under, and this led to a heroin addiction. I then got kicked out of the cheap motel I was living in, and hopped a bus to New York. I lived there for awhile, and the only thing I got out of that was an alcohol addiction. Then I moved to Washington D.C. and lived with my sister for awhile, you remember Amber?" Allison said.

"Yeah."

"She married a Senator Oliver Jones from Georgia. They have more money than they can count. She tried to get me in rehab, but I eventually relapsed and you don't want that on your record when you're going to run for President. I was kicked out..." She thought. "Two weeks ago. I've been living on the street ever since. I'd like to see my boys again someday, just to tell them that I love them and miss them and wish this hadn't happened. Last time I heard they were living in Chicago with my ex-husband, and the former maid."

"Wow." Tony said.

"Yeah, my life hasn't exactly been a piece of cake." Allison replied. "How about you?" She asked. "Married, any kids?" She looked at his hand. "Take that as a no."

"Nope, no relationships right now, except with a little dog named Tony." He said.

"You named your dog after yourself?" She asked.

"No, it was my partners. She was killed last month. I inherited it from her." Tony said.

Allison nodded. "So, you still talk to your friends from school?"

"Yeah. We went to Panama City last year." Tony replied.

"Uh. Sounds like fun. Always wanted to go back to the beach."

"Pizza's done." A waitress put the pizza in front of them.

"Yum. Pepperoni, my favorite." Allison replied.

"Me too." Tony said.

Allison smiled at him, as she woofed down three slices.

Tony watched her as she ate. "Wow."

"Yeah, I'm a big eater. Don't look it though." Allison said.

"I can see that." Tony replied.

Later...

"I wanted to thank you for the food." Allison said.

"It was no problem." Tony replied, as they walked down the street. "Where are you going to stay tonight?" He asked.

"Uh, probably Anacostia park." Allison replied.

"Why don't you come stay at my house?" Tony said.

"That's awfully sweet of you, but I think I can manage." Allison replied.

"I really think you should." Tony answered. "It's dangerous out here, and I can help you. I want to help you."

Allison looked at the ground. "I'm sorry. As nice as your offer is, I have to refuse. Thank you for the food though." She took off down the street.

"Allison! Wait!" Tony called out. He took off after her, but lost her halfway down the block. Tony panted as he caught his breath. He looked around for her, and even drove to Anacostia park, but couldn't find her. He went back to his apartment and collapsed to the couch. "sweets." He cleaned up a little and took a shower.

The next morning...

Tony yawned and strecthed before he got out of bed. He put his robe on and walked slowly to the front door. A light coating of snow had fallen. He hit his head with is hand. "I should've found her." He replied. Tony picked up the paper and read the headline. He let the paper fall to the snow covered porch. "What?" He picked it up and read it again. "The unidentified body of a woman was found yesterday afternoon in Georgetown, please are still baffled as to her identity. She's a blonde, in her 20's, with a tattoo of a rose on left arm." Tony looked around. "It can't be." He ran back to his room and dressed quickly. He drove to the city morgue. The Medical Examiner took him back to identify the body. "That's her. That's Allison Greene." Tony replied. "When did you find her?" He asked.

"Yesterday afternoon." The M.E. said.

"That's impossible." Tony whispered. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, time of death was yesterday morning, but a man found her body yesterday afternoon." The M.E. said.

"No, it can't be." Tony replied. "I had dinner with her yesterday."

"You what?" The M.E. asked.

"Nothing." Tony replied. "Different day. But, yes, that's Allison."

A couple of days later...

Tony fidgeted in the chair he was sitting in. Broson Inc.'s lobby reminded him of a hospital, and he hated hospitals. "Mr. DiNozzo, I'm sorry, Mr. Bronson has meetings scheduled back to back, came you come back tomorrow?" The receptionist asked.

"Look lady. I don't have that long. I have to be back in D.C. in a couple of hours. Can you just tell the man it's important?" Tony questioned.

"All right, sir. Give me a second." She picked up the phone and talked lowly. "All right. You have 5 minutes, you can catch him in the hall on the third floor." She buzzed the elevator.

"Thanks." Tony said. "It's not like it killed ya." He whispered before getting on the elevator. He got off on the third floor.

"What can I do for you?" A man with gray hair and glasses asked.

"Are you Charles Bronson?" Tony asked.

"Yes, walk with me." He replied.

Tony followed him down the hall. "This is about your ex-wife, Allison."

"What has she done now?" He questioned.

"She's dead." Tony replied.

Charles stopped in his tracks. "She's what?"

"She's dead. She died four days ago. She wanted me to tell her boys that she's sorry and misses them." Tony replied.

"I'm suprised she was sober enough to say that." Charles said, picking up his pace again.

"There's going to be a memorial service on Saturday at McAeffy Cemetary." Tony replied.

"Yes, yes. That's well and all." Charles said. "Thank you, I'll relay the message. I must get back to work." He opened a door and shut it before Tony could get another word out.

Tony stood in the same spot staring at the grains of wood in the door. He walked slowly out of the building.

Saturday afternoon... McAefffy Cemetary...

White doves were released over a lake at the back of the memorial park as a eulogy was read for Allison. A few people showed up. Tony stood closest to the minister as he finished. After the people had gone, Tony remained. "Excuse me." He heard behind him.

"Yes?" Tony turned and was met by two little boys holding red roses.

"We're Benjamin and Franklin Bronson." The older boy said.

"I'm Anthony DiNozzo." Tony replied.

The older boy and his brother laid the roses next to the other flowers. "Did you know our mother?" They asked.

"Yes." Tony replied. "We go back. She was a very lovely women when I knew her."

"She was." Benjamin, the oldest replied.

"Yes. She wanted me to tell you guys something." Tony said. "She wanted me to tell you that she was sorry and that she still loved you."

The boys smiled. "We love her too." Franklin took his brother's hand. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." He watched the two boys climb back into the black limo they came in. He turned towards the lake again, and watched a white dove fly over. He smiled. "I hope I did all right." He whispered, before walking away.