First NCIS story, so please be easy on me. I have no idea where this idea came from, but whatever works.
I Don't Own NCIS or Love Like Crazy by Lee Brice, which is what the story is based on. Hence the future chapter titles.
This story is going to have Song Quotes. All country songs, by true country singers. Mmmm, I adore country. Anyways, I do NOT own any of the songs. Please do not flame about country music or else I'll be forced to block you.
Love Like Crazy
Digidestend Angel
Chapter 1 – Ask Him How He Did It
May 14th, 1995
Oh, the stories of two agents in love, always classic favorites in the heart of a true romantic. These two knew they were soulmates, but there were going to be sacrifices.
"This is the last one, Jen." A deep, rough voice said softly to the redhead woman next to him.
"Yes, for me." Special Agent Jennifer Shepard turned around from the mirror and looked into her fiancé's eyes. "But for you, it will be the same."
Special Agent Jethro Gibbs sighed and walked slowly up to her. "Jen, I told you. Yes, you're retiring, but I'm retiring from the long trips. I'll still be an agent, but at a easier pace."
She sighed and turned away from him, back to the mirror. Jethro wrapped his arms around her, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "I'll miss this life."
"Yes, but it's for the safety of the little guy." Jethro grinned with pride as he put a hand on her 8 month pregnant stomach.
Jenny raised an eyebrow and turned her head towards him. "What if it's a little girl?"
"Jen, you know how I always follow my gut?" She nodded, narrowing her eyes at him. "And how my gut is always right?"
Jenny rolled her eyes. "What are you getting at, Jethro?"
"Well, Jen, my gut says it's a boy."
"Well, my gut says it's a girl."
Jethro smirked. "No one listens to your gut, Jen."
Suddenly a letter flew under the door and Jethro went to grab it. Jenny watched him read it. "What does it say?"
"We move. Now."
They got off the public bus and went into a restaurant, where they waited for the seating hostess to return to her stand. She came up with a smile. "Tafel voor twee?" She spoke in her Dutch accent.
"Drie." Gibbs corrected the waitress, who nodded and led them to a four seated table.
The waitress gave them their menus. "Iets te drinken?" She asked if they wanted a drink. When they did, she walked away to grab them.
"The Netherlands is such a beautiful country with such a lovely language." Jenny said, taking in the cultural atmosphere of the restaurant.
Gibbs smiled. "I know something more beautiful."
Jenny tried to hide her blush.
The blonde waitress came up with the wine they ordered. "Hier zijn uw drankjes." She said as she put the glasses down, along with the bottle. "Klaar om te bestellen?"
Gibbs shook his head and motioned to the untouched menu in the untaken seat. "Wacht tot de andere." She nodded and walked away. While she walked away, the two agents spotted their other partner. Gibbs motioned him over. "About time, Mike, we were getting hungry."
Mike Franks sat down and stared at Gibbs. "Gibbs, I am a single man with needs. The Netherlands have the most attractive women I've ever seen in my life."
Jenny rolled her eyes. "Wouldn't expect anything else from you, Mike."
"Don't you ever think different of me." He kidded with her. "Say, did you order yet?"
Jethro shook his head, looking at his menu. "Nope, we were waiting for you."
"Fantastic." They decided what they wanted and ordered when the waitress came back. Soon they had their food and were ready to talk business.
"Did you talk to your contact while you were moonlighting?" Jenny asked when the waitress took their plates.
Franks nodded. "Yes. The director of Mossad's son is in town."
"Mossad? That's Israel territory." Jenny said.
"Not anymore. The director has sent his son here."
"For what?" Jethro asked.
"To destroy what we've done." Franks said, leaning back in his seat. "We are here to protect the witness who ID'd the suspect for the murder of the president of this country. He's here to kill her on behalf of his father's orders. Apparently the murder led back to Mossad and the director wants it taken care of."
"Name?"
"Ari David."
"Son of Eli David." Jethro sighed. "Let's do it."
"Hold on." Franks took another gulp of his wine. "He knows we are protecting her. So he's searching for us and planning on killing us, so it will be easier to kill the witness."
"And we are out in the open why?" Jenny asked him, wanting to slap him over the head.
"He's getting off the plane now. He won't find us for hours."
"Excuse me?" A blonde haired, 7 month pregnant woman said in awe. "Relationship with who?"
"Don't play dumb with us, Susan." Jethro said, losing his patience. "Eli Mossad knows you somehow and knows you well enough to ID you and everything. What are you to him?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about." Susan Waters crossed her arms over her chest, sitting back in her seat.
Jenny was sitting on a couch, close to her. "Susan." She put a hand on Susan's knee, in comfort. "That baby in your tummy is in danger, along with you. Don't you want it safe?"
Susan sighed deeply. "Yes, of course I do! But you don't understand!"
"Then explain it to us!" Jethro snapped.
"He wants the baby!" Susan yelled, with tears. "He wants me dead, but he wants the baby first!"
"Why the hell would he want your kid?" Jethro asked, confused.
"It's his!" Susan blurted out, then gasped, realizing what she just did. She slapped a hand on her mouth in shock. "Oh my god." She said behind her hand.
Jenny removed her hand and stared at the woman. "Wait, you're baby is Eli's kid?" Jethro asked in surprise. "You've got to be kidding me."
"I'm taking a big ass risk here by testifying, but I don't want a navy officer's murder to go unpunished." Susan put her hands on her face. "I was planning on changing my identity and leaving the Netherlands to go to America. My daughter and I would be safe there."
Jenny gave her a small smile. "It's a girl?"
Susan smiled back, nodding. "Yes."
"We're going to help you." Jenny told her, then looked to her husband, who sighed and nodded. "You can stay with us in America till you can get on your feet."
"The government will help you with the identity and housing information." Jethro added.
"He'll kill me before that ever happens." A tear went down her cheek slowly. "I can feel it." She looked up to Jenny and Jethro. "I need you both to promise me something."
"We're already promising to protect you, what more do you want?" Jethro asked.
"Jethro!" Jenny scolded then looked back to Susan. "What is it?"
Susan took a deep breath. "If anything happens to me, please make sure my baby at least has a chance at life. Keep her. Please."
Before Jethro could say no, Jenny answered for them. "We promise." Jethro got wide eyes, but Jenny ignored them.
"Hold on!" Jethro practically yelled, then grabbed his wife's arm. "We need to talk." He growled.
Jenny rolled her eyes and looked to Susan. "Excuse us." And they walked to the hallway outside the hotel room Susan currently resided in.
"I don't know if you noticed, Jen," Jethro closed the room door. "We already have a son on the way, and if anything does happen to Susan, which we are pretty sure something will, we can't keep her kid!"
Jenny glared. "Nothing better not happen to her or her unborn daughter, Jethro."
"Don't change the subject, Jen."
"And also to add, it might not be a boy!" She added quickly, knowing it would piss him off.
"Jen!" He ran his fingers through his short hair. "This is a dangerous OP that you shouldn't even be on! Yes, something will happen, it might be good or bad, we don't know. The thing is, if worse comes to worse, we can't keep the kid."
Jenny smiled and put a hand on his chest. "If worse comes to worse, and you take one look at that baby girl's little face, you'll change your mind."
Jethro sighed deeply and paced. "Yeah, Jen, I know."
"But it's not for sure, Jethro." Jen added. "Our mission is to keep her safe."
Before Jethro could answer, a window shattering was heard from the hotel room and Jethro immediately kicked the door open, both he and Jenny having their guns drawn. The first thing that caught their eye was someone in a black mask having Susan up to gun point. "Afscheid, vrouw." The assassin said calmly.
Susan had tears rolling down her cheeks as she had her arms around her pregnant tummy. "Spaar mij en mijn kind, aub!"
"Leg uw wapen!" Jethro yelled with anger. Jenny having the same expression. "Nu!"
"No, Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs." The assassin said, eyes still on his sobbing target. "I don't think I will."
"Don't do it!" Jenny yelled. "Your sister is still alive in there!"
The assassin removed his mask, revealing the well known Mossad assassin, and Mossad director's son. "My father does not want a bastard child. He prefers both the woman and unborn dead." Then one shot ended it all as a gunshot rang into the ears of the agents and Susan went backwards, still.
Jethro reacted quickly when Ari pointed the gun at Susan's stomach. He pointed his gun at Ari and shot 3 shots to his head. "Jenny, check her!" He yelled, running to Ari, checking his pulse. He saw Jenny give him a look and nodded. He called an ambulance.
"Jethro, pick her up!" Jenny yelled. Jethro looked at her like she was mad. "We need to get her to the hospital! That baby could still be alive!"
Jethro gave up and listened to his wife's orders. He picked up the bleeding woman and they ran out of the hotel room. Jenny called Mike Franks, making sure he would take care of everything there.
29 minutes later…
"Mr. and Mrs. Gibbs?" A white male doctor said in a Dutch accent.
Jethro and Jenny immediately stood up, waiting the news. The doctor opened the hospital doors, motioning for them to follow him. They did. They followed him to the hospital nursery, but before then, Jenny stopped suddenly.
Jethro raised an eyebrow. "Jenny?" Then he saw water on her jeans and sighed. "Dang, Jen. I know pregnant women have to go pee every 20 minutes, but you couldn't make it to the bathroom?" He groaned.
Jenny went up to him and gave him a slap on the back of the head. "Jethro, you jerk! My water just broke!"
The doctor motioned for the nurse to bring a wheelchair. "Here, Mrs. Gibbs!" The nurse said in her Dutch accent. "Sit, sit!"
Jenny took Jethro's hand. "Jethro, go see our daughter, please!"
Jethro looked at her like she had three heads. "Jen, I'm staying with you."
"No, let her know we're here. And please, name her already!" Jenny was being wheeled away.
The doctor looked to Gibbs. "We'll prep her. It will take around a half hour to prep her. So let a nurse show you to your new adopted daughter and then we'll take you to your wife when we're done. Don't forget to name her." Then the doctor walked away, leaving Gibbs in the hands of another nurse.
"This way, sir." She said timidly, since Gibbs had a deadly look on his face. He followed her anyways. Once they got to the nursery, a few beds were in there, but one stood out from the other. Gibbs felt drawn to the baby girl in the corner. He didn't know why. There was a connection between her and him. Before the nurse announced the baby girl to him, he immediately walked over to the baby girl. The nurse raised an eyebrow. "How did you know that one was yours?"
Gibbs looked to the child, sleeping soundly. "Lucky guess."
The nurse giggled. "Doubt it. Father's intuition." She picked up the baby then put her in Gibb's arms. "5 lbs and 1 ounce. You have a lucky little girl here, Mr. Gibbs. She was born premature." She was right. The small girl was smaller than the rest of the babies in the room. "But she's healthy." Seeing Gibb's just wanted to have a minute alone with the baby, the nurse began to leave. "I'll be back in a few minutes with the birth certificate you can sign. Just name her first." Then she walked out.
Jethro rolled his eyes. "Does everyone really think I would forget to name the kid?" He whispered with annoyance. He looked down to the baby girl and couldn't help, but give a little smile. "Your mother's name was Susan Ziva Waters. Her father was Israeli, so he wanted her to have some of his culture in her name. And Ziva is an Israeli name." Jethro thought about Susan and how she was excited to be a mother. How she was glowing with pregnancy beauty, just like his wife. He began to imagine Jenny being in Susan's place. "You are lucky, kid." He chuckled to himself. "No, not lucky. A miracle."
The baby girl began to wake up and had light brown eyes staring right back at him. It was like she felt safe with him, so she didn't cry. Jethro lost track of time when the doctor who went to care for his wife came up behind him. "Jethro?" Jethro stood up, forgetting he had a kid in his hands. The girl got wide eyes in shock of the sudden movement, but didn't cry…yet. Jethro looked at the doctor, who had a baby in his hands. "Have you and your new daughter been enjoying your bonding time?"
Jethro chuckled a little. "Yeah, I guess. Is Jen done being prepped?"
The doctor looked at Gibbs and raised an eyebrow. "Uh, sir, you've been in here for over an hour."
Jethro got wide eyes, just like the girl had. "Seriously?"
"Yes."
"Why didn't anyone come get me?"
"Because your wife wanted us to leave you alone so you could have extra time with the baby girl."
"Well, I need to go to my wife so I could be there for the birth." He went to put the baby girl back until the doctor went on.
"Uh, Jethro, I have some good news and bad news."
Jethro turned around slowly, glaring daggers at the doctor. The baby girl still in his arms, protectively. "Bad news?"
The doctor smiled. "Your wife already gave birth."
Jethro growled. "You've got to be kidding me…"
"No, I'm not."
"What the damn good news?" He yelled, startling the baby girl again.
The doctor laughed at Jethro's anger. "Meet your son, Anthony Ray Gibbs." The doctor gave Jethro his newborn son in Jethro's other arm, making him hold both babies. "He's a healthy one, like his sister here. Only he weighs 8lbs 9oz." He shrugged. "I'll leave you alone with them for a minute, but we need a name for the girl."
"Oops, I forgot…" Jethro looked down at his daughter and looked into her eyes. It was her mother's eyes, but it looked like she would inherit her father and brother's hair and maybe skin color. "Ziva Susan Gibbs."
"Not the birth mother's last name?"
"No." Jethro glared to the doctor. "She'll know when she's older. Until then, she is my daughter."
The doctor actually got intimidated this time by Gibb's glare. "Uh, yes, sir. I'll be back in a minute." Then quickly left.
Jethro took a deep breath and exhaled, sitting down in a rocking chair next to the bed. He looked back and forth to his adopted daughter and newborn son. "Anthony and Ziva." He cringed. "I don't like that. How about, Tony and Ziva? Two future partners in crime?" Ziva gave her father a weird smile. "Yeah, that sounds about right for my kids."
"Why are they doing that?" Jenny asked, losing her patience with her two 2 day old children.
Anthony, agreed for Tony for short, and Ziva were getting their newborn photos done, but they were having issues with the cooperation of the babies. They had to sit close to each other, facing each other, their sides facing the camera. They were meant to look at each other, hopefully a smile from both or one, and they weren't even close to getting that. Over and over, both babies were sticking their tongues at each other. Tongues going in and out, like they were mocking each other.
"Oh, they're twins alright." Jethro laughed.
Jenny glared. "Yeah, your twins!" She yelled. "Like father, like son and daughter!"
Jethro watched them for another second and smiled. "Yeah, I would do that."
Suddenly Tony had made a "raspberry" sound with his tongue, and Ziva looked at him, then suddenly fell onto him, looking like she was trying to push him, but lost her balance. Both babies began crying.
"Oh yeah, they're mine." Jethro laughed again, while Jenny put her face in her hands, shaking her head.
Tafel voor twee – Table for two?
Drie – Three.
Iets te drinken – anything to drink?
Hier zijn uw drankjes – Here are your drinks.
Klaar om te bestellen – ready to order?
Wacht tot de andere – Wait for the other.
Afscheid, vrouw. – Say goodbye, woman.
Spaar mij en mijn kind, aub! – Spare me and my child, please!
Leg uw wapen! - Drop your weapon!
Nu! – Now
Note: I know Ari doesn't have the same last name as Eli David, but whatever. It helps me make sense of the story.
The story is already complete, but I'll update a chapter when I feel like the wait has been long enough :) Once a week, maybe?
-Digidestend Angel-
"Well who knows what's up ahead? I think I'd rather not know instead…So now I'm slowin' it down and I'm lookin' around, and I'm lovin' this town, and I'm doin' alright. Worried about nothin' except for the man I want to be." – Montgomery Gentry
PREVIEW:
"Her name is Donna Waters…" The name made Gibbs freeze, but he quickly recovered. Kate happened to noticed at the corner of her eye, but let it go. "Retired Navy Officer from Quantico-Hey, what's this?" Aiden blinked as he pulled something else out of her pocket.
Jethro looked at him. "What?"
"Boss, you need to see this."
Not just Jethro, but everyone on site came close and saw something in his hand. "It a sign for Mossad." Jethro said, then swallowed.