It was Friday afternoon of a busy week after the long weekend, and they had just that morning solved the cases that had kept them going all week, and they were spending the afternoon clearing away the paperwork.

Gibbs sat back in his chair and looked at each member of his team, and even though they were all tired now, he knew that having had the previous weekend off, a three-day break, had done them all some good.

When his thoughts drifted to the previous weekend, his eyes fell to the ring on his left hand. He could not believe that he had done something so spontaneous! He had eloped! To Vegas! They had been completely sober when they had made the decision, so no one could place the blame on alcohol. But thinking back on it, he did not have any regrets. Married life had not felt this right to him since he was still a marine and married to Shannon.

He knew that his team had not missed the wedding band on his finger, they had all been too busy to question on it though, and he had been kind of thankful for that. He did not want to tell them anything about it without Mrs. Leroy Jethro Gibbs there.

They had agreed on Wednesday that if no cases came up by quitting time on Friday, today, that they would invite the team over to his house, soon to be theirs once she got all her stuff that she was going to bring with her packed at her apartment, on Saturday. At that time the team would learn who the latest, and last, Mrs. Gibbs is.

Looking at his watch, he saw that it was four thirty, and he had yet to talk to his team about the following day. Rising from his chair, he stepped around his desk, and said to the three team members in the squad room, "Barring any cases in the meantime, at seventeen hundred, pack your things and go home." After the chorus of 'Yes Boss' and 'Yes Gibbs', he spoke again, "Also barring any cases before seventeen hundred, you guys are invited to my house around sixteen hundred for a bar-be-cue. I have some news for you then." They all replied that they would be there. Then he moved to the elevators that would take him to see and invite Ducky, and Palmer, then he would go and see Abby last, before they left for the day.

Once Gibbs was on the elevator, and safely out of earshot, Tony looked at his co-workers, looks like we'll get to meet this wife!" Neither Ziva nor McGee commented on the fact that none of the three of them had known Gibbs during any of his previous marriages. They all just hoped that this wife was worthy of their leader. They were not really sure if he was able to emotionally handle having another ex-wife, if they truly were not right for each other.

Gibbs entered autopsy and greeted his old friend, who was the only one that had been told about his most recent marriage. "Duck, we're having a bar-be-cue at the house sixteen hundred tomorrow, the rest of the team is coming, and of course we would like for you and Palmer to come as well."

"I will be there, and I will make sure that Jimmy knows that he is welcome as well, once he gets back from the garage."

Gibbs nodded to him and made his way out of the room and to the elevator that would take him up the one floor to Abby's lab. When he got there all the machines were turned off, as were the lights, signalling that she had already left for the day.

As he reached for his cell phone to call her, it began to ring. Looking at the call display, he hoped that it was not a case, he saw that it was his wife's cell phone number. He answered the phone as he stepped back into the elevator, to go to the squad room, to gather his things before he home for the weekend, "Hi, you're off work early," he said, a grin on his face. Yup, he was happy that they were married. Nope, no regrets about that decision. He knew that he wouldn't be having them in the future either, he could only hope that she wouldn't either.

"Is everything a go for tomorrow? I'm at the grocery store, and would like to have an idea what all I need to get to be able to get ready for it."

"Yes, it is all set, and get everything we talked about the other day, alright? I am just grabbing my things, then I'm heading home, I'll see you there." He said, as he reached his desk. Director Vance was standing by it waiting for him.

"Okay, but don't forget to invite the Director and his family. And before you argue, Jethro, he has a right to know as well."

"He's right here with me now, and I will ask him right after I hang up. I love you, and I will see you at home soon."

"Bye, Jethro. Love you too!" He doubted that he could ever tire of hearing her say his name.

"Something going on, Gibbs?" Vance asked him.

"I was just reminded to invite you and your family to my place for a bar-be-cue tomorrow at sixteen hundred. The team will be there as well. I have some news for everyone."

"Would I be wrong in guessing that it has something to do with the ring that you are now wearing? Congratulations, by the way."

"Yes it does, and thank you."

"I'll have to make sure that the wife has nothing else planned, but I am sure that we can make it. I will call you if something comes up that we won't make it, alright Jethro?"

"Works for me, Leon. See you then, unless I hear otherwise. Night!"

"Good night!"