Author: MoiraShipper

Summary: Months after the death of Jenny, Ziva reveals that Gibbs is father, and now he has custody of his kids with Jenny and Gibbs goes to Los Angeles to meet them, while struggling to overcome the loss of the redhead.

Their Wonder Twins

Kiss me hard before you go

Summer time sadness

I just wanted you to know

That baby you're the best

Summertime Sadness-Lana Del Ray

Things seemed to been improving. Gibbs's original team was back, already working on new cases, after months of chaos with the death of the director. Gibbs sighed at the thought of Jenny Shepard. Even after six months, it was still hard to believe he wouldn't see her on the catwalk watching him and his team or bring her favorite coffee. They were small details that he wouldn't live again and it made his heart ache, he still loved her and felt guilty for not taking care of her.

Gibbs sighed, closing his eyes and leaning back in his chair. It was late and the building was almost empty, but he preferred to bury himself in the work not to think about Jenny in his free time. He opened his blue eyes and took a photo from his desk. It was a photo showing Jenny, a decade ago in Serbia. It was the only photo that was left, which luckily she had kept in her office, otherwise it would have been burned in her house in Georgetown too.

The agent ran his finger on the cheek of the young Jenny, watching her huge smile and the sparkle in her green eyes and the passion. He had taken the picture and remembered her saying she loved him while posing and Gibbs then had used the word 'love' for the first time after years.

"Gibbs?"

Gibbs kept the picture and looked forward, finding Ziva's brown eyes. The Israeli seemed uncertain, while staring at him, holding a paper in hands.

"What happened Ziver?" Gibbs asked, motioning to the paper.

Ziva licked her lips and walked around the desk, standing next to Gibbs and breathing deeply. That would be one of the most difficult moments for her, along with the day that she had seen the body of her friend and director.

"I received a call from Los Angeles, Jenny's sister. Their mother died a few days ago."

A flash of pain crossed quickly through his blue eyes, hearing her mention the name of Jenny, but then he frowned, not understanding what it all had to do with him. At the time he had been with Jenny, she had never spoke of her mother or sister and she only mentioned her father once.

"Ziva?"

The brunette closed her eyes for a moment and opened them:

"You're father, Gibbs, of beautiful twins."

"What Ziva?" Gibbs stood, frowning and staring at her, his eyes shining, but Ziva wasn't intimidate.

The man looked confused because he and Jenny never had children and she wouldn't omit something so important.

"Jenny discovered that she was pregnant when she went to London and met me there. She wanted to tell you, but..." Ziva looked at Gibbs in solidarity, knowing it was difficult for him, with the loss of Kelly. "Many things had happened and when she found you, you were already married."

"I can't believe that she hid something so important from me!" Gibbs said, shaking his head and staring at the brunette, disappointed with the redhead. How could Jenny hide something so important from him for a decade? Children!

"But Gibbs, I can't explain her reasons. You will find a letter that she left with the children. You are their legal guardian, now that both Jenny and her mother are dead. They need you!"

"Ziva..." Gibbs began, still trying to absorb the news.

He was father and hadn't know and as much as he didn't want to admit, he was a little scared because he had lost his daughter decades ago and now he had found out that he was father and the mother of his children was dead and he didn't know how to act around them, they were 10 years old, would they know about him? Would they look more like him or their mother?

"Gibbs... Please."

"Give me the address Ziva."

Ziva was relieved and handed him the paper.

Gibbs knew he was getting a new chance to protect his family, even if he didn't know them yet, but he already loved them. Taking the address, Gibbs saw a photo of Jenny, probably from that year, alongside two kids. The girl had wavy red hair, smiling and had his eyes, blue and Gibbs was thrilled. The boy had brown hair, like his, covered by a cap from the NCIS and had his mother's eyes, bright green. It was a mix of both. Jenny was between them, involving them with her arms and smiling serenely in the picture, like Gibbs hadn't seen in a long time, her red hair falling on her shoulder with those blonde highlights. Behind the photo, it said: Francesca, Jennifer and Ethan Shepard.

Before picking up his stuff and leaving, he gave Ziva a light hug.

"Thank you."

"That's what she wanted, Jenny. You being their father and staying by their side, Gibbs."

He just shook his head, keeping the photo in his pocket, feeling a lump in his throat as he walked to the elevator, not wanting his eyes to moist with the words that Jenny had told Ziva. He took his truck, throwing his stuff in the back seat and taking the photo of the trio again and kissed it before starting the engine, ready to go to California and nobody would prevent him from seeing his children. While driving toward the airport, his mind wandered for several moments of him and Jenny in Europe.

Days divided into missions in dark alleys and casinos and then in squares and sidewalks, where they had exchanged kisses and cuddles, and countless nights of intense love. He remembered the fake rings they had used on the mission and secretly had pretended they were real and he wondered where hers was now.

Gibbs held tight the wheel, knowing that even loving her so much, she wasn't going to come back and now he was the father of their children and would take care of them. Gibbs opened the window and felt the summer breeze hit his hair.

"I'll take care of them Jen... Of our children, my love."

Jenny and Gibbs were in a wooded park in Paris, in one of their free afternoons, sitting on the grass. The redhead wore a summer dress and laughed after messing Gibbs's face unwittingly with her ice cream and Gibbs gave her that look.

"Jen!"

"Ooops…"

The redhead stood up, still laughing and walked away from him, pretending to be afraid of his gaze. Gibbs stood up too, following her with quick steps and then slammed her against a tree where there was nobody. Gibbs pressed her more and their chests, raising and falling with their quickened breath, were touching and Jenny reached to his face, as she stared at his blue eyes. The redhead pressed her nose to his, massaging it and ended messing her face with the ice cream too and Gibbs grabbed her waist with one hand, sliding her leg with his, closing the distance and kissing her. The kiss was slow and passionate as they both hugged each other.

When they parted, panting and their faces flushed, Gibbs smiled and invaded her personal space again.

"I love you Jen."

"I love you too... Jethro."

And they kissed again