November 1st 2010
2030 hours.
The home of Mr. and Mrs. Leroy Jethro Gibbs.
In the nursery.
Leroy Jethro Gibbs is sitting on the sofa holding his three month old twins, Jacqueline Ceira, and Michael Anthony Gibbs as they sleep in his arms.
As Gibbs watches his son and daughter sleep, he reflects back on the miracle of their birth, and the events of the past two years.
Two years ago, Gibbs sat in a hospital watching over their mother clinging on to life in a hospital in Los Angeles, California, and vowed if Jenny had made it through the night, Gibbs was never going to let her go again.
Stroking Jacqueline's red hair, as she sleeps. "Year before that, I almost died, wanted to be reunited with your half sister and mother, but Kelly stopped me." "She told me to go back." "Didn't dawn on me until a year later why."
As Gibbs looks over at his sleeping son, who's grabbing on to Gibbs' fingers in his sleep, Gibbs reflects on the events of the past three years, and how his life has changed, by his near drowning in the river.