Christmas 2013
Gibbs drove the truck through the entrance to "Dowling's Christmas Tree Farm" and wound his way to the farthest part of the parking lot. He put the truck in park, turned the ignition off and turned to face his stunned wife. Maggie had no idea where they were going. Gibbs had been putting off getting a real Christmas tree for days, she was about to give up and have Jamie go with her to find one.
"Gibbs?" Maggie's face showed surprise. "I thought you didn't want to go get a tree."
"I didn't." He smiled and tugged at Maggie's ponytail.
"Then why are we here?"
Gibbs leaned closer to Maggie and cupped her cheek with his hand.
"Because my wife wants a real Christmas tree and if it makes my wife happy…" Gibbs didn't finish the sentence but instead, he kissed her. Not the typical 'my wife rocks' kiss, but the kiss he gave her when he wanted he to know that she could rock his world. One kiss led to another and before Maggie knew it she was almost flat on the front seat and the trucks windows were fogged up.
"Hey buster." Maggie pushed teasingly at Gibbs' shoulder. "Is this why you parked all the way over here? You wanted to go parking?"
Gibbs laughed. "Figured my plan out. Take you parking and forget about the tree."
Maggie swatted him on the shoulder. "Not going to work Gibbs. But I'll make you a deal."
Gibbs sat back up and took a second to adjust himself. "I'm listening."
"Help me pick out a tree and I promise you lots of sex when we get home."
"Lots huh?"
Maggie scooted up and went for her husband's weak spot, his earlobe. She nipped it between her teeth and whispered in his ear. "Lots."
The 6' Christmas tree was in its stand in front of the windows. Gibbs stood in front of it drinking his morning coffee. He smiled when he thought of how quickly they got the tree home, sized, into the house and it the stand. He was going to hold Maggie to her promise and she had more than delivered. He smirked to himself thinking how flexible his wife was.
"I hope that smile is because of me not the coffee you're drinking." Maggie said as she came down the stairs.
Gibbs smirked at Maggie as she walked past him and into the kitchen. A cup of coffee was already waiting for her on the counter along with the morning paper.
"You could have slept in today." Gibbs mentioned as he walked up behind Maggie and kissed her on the neck.
"Your Dad is going to be here soon. I don't want to be in bed dreaming about my husband when I need to get things ready around here." Maggie said as she tipped her neck to give Gibbs more room.
"What would be dreaming about?" he asked as he continued his attack on her neck.
Maggie didn't answer; instead she tipped her head back and kissed him. Gibbs' hands wandered over the soft material of Maggie's sweater. As they kissed, his fingers found the hem of the sweater and were about to slide up underneath when the front doorbell rang.
"My father has great timing." Gibbs said reluctantly as Maggie moved away from him to answer the front door.
"Hi Jackson." Maggie greeted her father in law at the door while Gibbs worked to calm his body parts some.
"Maggie, why don't you call me Dad?" Jackson hugged Maggie and stepped back to look at her.
"Because she has a Dad…Dad." Gibbs walked out to greet his father.
"You off to work already?" Jackson asked as Gibbs put his coat on. "Don't you want to have breakfast?"
"Coffee." Gibbs picked up his keys "Not much of a breakfast person."
"I try Jackson, but he just wants coffee." Maggie stepped on her tip toes and kissed Gibbs goodbye and then hooked her arm through Jackson's "But I've got all the makings for a wicked omelet."
"Wicked huh." Jackson grinned "That Boston accent again."
Gibbs watched his wife guide his father into the kitchen. That woman had a way with the men in his family.
"We still on for the annual Christmas tradition?" Tony asked the other members of the team.
"Wouldn't miss it." Ziva answered.
"I'll be there." McGee added.
"Boss? How about you? You coming?" Tony asked Gibbs about the team tradition of watching 'It's a Wonderful Life' in MTAC on Christmas Eve.
"Yup." Gibbs answered not looking up from his desk.
"Mags okay with it?" Tony wondered. The tradition hadn't involved significant others since none of them actually had them in the past. Well the year before his father had come, but this year his father had been vague about his holiday plans.
Gibbs took his glasses off and looked at Tony. For the past 6 months that Gibbs had been married to Tony's sister and for the few months before that they'd managed to keep work and personal apart. Except for the time that the lines crossed when Maggie was kidnapped.
"My Dad is in town and they'll be busy cooking for Christmas Day." He answered.
"What time are we due at dinner?" Ziva asked.
"Around two." Gibbs answered as he left the bullpen and went upstairs to the Directors office.
"We still are not exchanging gifts remember." Ziva reminded the other two. "We made a deal."
"Money to a charity." McGee stated that he remembered. "And we bring dessert or wine tomorrow."
"Maggie makes the best pies, so I'd go with wine or beer for Old Salty." Tony nodded up towards where Gibbs had gone.
"Or Bourbon." McGee added.
"Is this still strange for you Tony? Being related to Gibbs?" Ziva wanted to know.
"I'm getting used to it. Plus you have to admit, he is less grumpy."
"You've been around him before when he was married haven't you? I mean you've known him the longest." McGee asked.
"No. We met when he was divorcing #4. So this is the first time I've been around a married Gibbs." Tony told them.
"Who else is coming?" Ziva asked.
"There's us, Ziva, Ducky, Gibbs' Dad and Mike Franks daughter in law and granddaughter are coming too." Tony listed off the people.
"Jamie can't come?" Ziva wondered.
"He's on duty, hazard of being low man on the team."
"What about Senior?" McGee asked about the one person left in the family.
"I honestly don't know."
Maggie and Jackson spent the morning buying food for Christmas day. School was already on break so they were going to spend the day making cookies and pies. She'd had a good time with her father in law. He told Maggie what Gibbs was like when he was a child, how he was a happy child until his mother passed away. Jackson was a lot like her father in many ways; they would have loved meeting each other.
"You expecting company?" Jackson asked when he saw a car parked in front of the house.
"That's Jamie's car. I wonder what he's doing here."
Maggie pulled into the driveway and let her and Jackson in the back door.
"Jamie? You here?"
"In the living room Mom." Her son called out.
"Where is my grandson?" Jackson bellowed from the kitchen.
Maggie followed Jackson into the living room and stopped dead in her tracks.
"He's in here with his other grandfather."
"Special Agent Tony Di…..whoa…whoa…slow down Mags. What are you talking about?" Tony held the phone away from his ear. "He's what?"
Gibbs heard Tony answer the phone and new Maggie was on the phone.
"Hey, you kiss your mother with that mouth?" Tony asked his sister who was letting a string of swears loose on her end.
"She kisses me with that mouth and I like it." Gibbs said to Tony as he turned the corner. Tony cringed at Gibbs answer but Maggie was still yelling on her end.
"Okay, I'll deal with it." Tony hung up the phone.
"Maggie upset about something?" Ziva asked.
"Ya Think?!" Tony snapped back at her.
"Don't yell at Ziva cuz you pissed Maggie off." Gibbs said as his phone rang. He saw Maggie's number and knew he was about to find out what she was so mad at. "Yeah. Gibbs."
"Can I shoot my brother?"
"No." Gibbs laughed. "Why."
"He told my father where I live."
"We. Where we live." Gibbs corrected. "And that was almost a year ago."
Tony tried to make himself small at his desk. Gibbs was just about to give him one hell of a head slap.
"Well Senior is sitting in OUR living room with your father and my son."
"What?" Gibbs looked over at Tony.
"It's not my fault Boss." Tony said.
"Senior is in town for the DiNozzo family tradition and wants to stay with us."
Gibbs was staring daggers at Tony when he hung up the phone.
"Your father invited himself to my house for Christmas. So now I have my father and your father." Gibbs seethed.
"You know, it may be time that Maggie tries to forgive Dad. I mean you and your Dad made up. Christmas miracles and all." Tony shrugged.
