Title: Legacies

Rating: T. Some language, but otherwise just some drama and working of a very important case.

Pairings: McAbby and Tony/Faith. What would they be? Fony? Taith? LOL!

Disclaimer: Not my characters, with the exception of Caitlin McGee, JT DiNozzo, Michaela and Jeremy Palmer, and Harlan Grady.

Summary: A dramatic turn of events prove to all that Caitlin McGee and JT DiNozzo have inherited the qualities that have made their parents so very good at what they do.

Morning Rush Hour

10 years post-Twilight

"But, Daaaaaaaaaady," the young girl protested. Her father levelled a steady look at her. "Don't you "but Daddy" me. This isn't negotiable."

"Daaaaaaaaddyyyy," she pleaded, pulling out the big guns. Her father scowled at her, unmoved by the display. "No. That's my final answer."

The young girl with the dark pigtails and Union Jack barrettes fired back the scowl she'd inherited from her father - the very same one he was giving her right now. When he crossed his arms by way of a warning and raised an eyebrow, the scowl turned into a pout.

"Caitlin Abigail, save that look for when it'll do you some good," he said, the calm tone in his voice beginning to give way to impatience.

Finally, resigned, she sat down, crossing her arms with a loud, dissatisfied "humph." Just then, his cell phone rang. He gave his daughter one last warning glance, then flipped the phone open. He saw who it was and smiled.

"Hey Abs," he said, grinning. The pouting little girl on the couch looked up, her face lighting up at the mention of her mom, the previous disagreement with her father suddenly forgotten.

"Hey Baby! How're things going there? Things fall apart yet?" she teased.

Tim chuckled. "Everything's cool. The situation is in hand, as always. YOUR daughter is trying to assert her independence, though… nothing serious."

"MY daughter? Oh-oh. And what independence? She's 8 years old."

Tim sighed. "Try telling HER that. Hang on, I think she wants to talk to you," he said, glancing down and seeing her standing beside him, a look of sweet expectation on her face. He bent down and whispered to her, "Don't be long, Princess. We're leaving in 5." He quickly kissed the top of her head and handed her the phone. Caitlin grinned up at him and said, "Got it, Daddy." Her attention turned to her mom, and Tim went off to gather his things.

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"JT, hurry up, we're gonna be late! You know how Gibbs hates it when I'm late!" Tony yelled up the stairs.

"Coming dad," he yelled down, thudding noises coming from the upstairs level of the house.

"When will your mother be back," he muttered to himself, shaking his head. Faith was off on assignment but was due to return at some point that day. At which point exactly, he wasn't quite sure. He just knew that on rare occasions, a certain combination of unforeseen circumstances dictated for him to take his son with him to work. This day had seen those circumstances materialize. He wondered if Tim was having the same issues this morning as he was. He grinned evilly at the thought that if he was, considering he had a daughter instead of a son, maybe his morning was going 10 times worse. He and Tim might be best friends NOW, but every now and again, remnants of the old rivalry resurfaced, just for old time's sake. A small, diabolical chuckle escaped his throat.

The sound of thudding sock feet descending the stairs met Tony's ears. JT stopped at the door to put on his shoes, seemingly not missing a beat. Tony reached out and opened the door, letting his hurried son through the exit and out to the car.

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Tim checked his rearview mirror and glanced at Caitlin through it. "Did your mom say when she'll be getting back?" he asked her. Caitlin turned to look at him through the mirror. "I think she said late this afternoon. She was at the airport." Tim smiled. "How do you know that?"

Caitlin grinned at him, her eyes lighting up much like Abby's when she was about to reveal some wonderful and insightful clue about an unsolved mystery.

"I could hear all the airport noises in the background. And someone was really really mad and swearing about how they'd paid for their seat and just got bumped for the third time and they were never flying with them ever again. Will JT be at the office today, Daddy?"