I've had this idea in my head since I saw the Promo's for "Newborn King" and since watching the episode, my desire to write this has just grown. I can't wait to get started!

Title: Silent Night

Summary: Sometimes the best things come sooner than you think

Rating: T

Genre: Drama/Romance/Family

Characters: Tim McGee, Tony DiNozzo, Ziva David, and LJ Gibbs

Pairing: McNozzo

Note: This is a three-shot

Warning: MPREG

Silent Night

The blood was pounding in his ears as his heart raced a mile a minute. His hands shook as he tightened the grip on his weapon. Leaning against the wall for support, he took slow and deep breathes, trying to make himself at ease. The method was failing.

Tim McGee opened his eyes and bit his lower lip softly, staring at the closed door in front of him. He let go of the towel rack he'd pried from the bathroom wall with one hand and reached down, resting it on his very pregnant belly. The baby inside him moved softly, unaware of the danger waiting them both.

Locked inside his apartment bathroom, Tim heard his front door open and he reached back up to hold the rack with both hands. He'd already been ambushed once. He wasn't going to let it happen again.

Hearing footsteps, Tim's heart raced more. When he heard the steps go by, he reached for the lock and turned it slowly, unlocking the door. He would be ready. Nobody was going to hurt him or his baby. Especially not on Christmas.

The footsteps returned when he'd unlocked the door. Bracing himself, Tim gripped the towel rack so hard his knuckles were pure white. The door opened and Tim took a wild swing.

"Hey!"

Tim stopped and looked as Gibbs grabbed the other end of the rack, inches from his face. He hadn't been expecting Gibbs on the other side of the door. "Boss."

"Easy, McGee," Gibbs reached over prying the metal weapon from his young agent's hand. He set the rack on the ground and gently took Tim's arm pulling him from the bathroom. "Go get your stuff. We're leaving."

Shaken, Tim nodded and went into his bedroom, taking a quick glance over his shoulder at the unconscious man lying on the floor in his living room. Gibbs softly took Tim's arm again and pulled him forcibly into the bedroom. "Now, McGee, let's go."

Tim nodded and went to his bed, his already half-filled suitcase open and ready. He grabbed a few more things from the nightstand. Gibbs looked over as Ziva David walked into Tim's bedroom holding up a wallet.

"He is another one," she stated simply.

Gibbs nodded. "Call Agent Barrett, she'll take care of it."

Ziva nodded and took out her cell phone, going into Tim's kitchen to make the call. Gibbs looked around Tim's bedroom finding his black winter jacket and grabbed it. Going back over, he slid one sleeve onto Tim's arm.

"Boss, I don't want-" Tim protested, but putting the jacket on anyway.

"You're nine months pregnant with DiNozzo's kid, McGee. You're getting special treatment, deal with it," Gibbs closed Tim's suitcase and zipped it.

Tim grabbed his NCIS badge. "I'm still an agent, Boss."

"I know that, Tim," Gibbs threw the agent's bag over his shoulder and took Tim's arm in his hand again.

"So," Tim said defiantly, "I'm an NCIS agent first and pregnant second."

Gibbs side smirked, walking Tim towards the door stepping around the unconscious man. "You got that one right."

Tim nodded, but inside he was shaking. He knew that Gibbs knew it, too. The man knew everything. Which is probably why he showed up in the first place.

Ziva waited upstairs for Agent Barrett as GIbbs and Tim made their way to the car. It had started to snow, and as the weather predicted, it was only going to get worse later on into Christmas morning.

Opening the trunk, Gibbs tossed the suitcase inside, never letting go of Tim's arm. He was being extremely protective, and honestly the younger man didn't mind it. Especially with Tony out of state. Gibbs led Tim to the passenger side and opened the door. "Get in," he ordered softly, helping his pregnant agent into the seat. Closing the door, he rounded the front of the car getting in the driver's.

"What about Ziva?" Tim asked worriedly.

"She's fine," Gibbs started the car and pulled out, "she knows what she's doing, McGee you know that."

Nodding softly, Tim looked out his window sliding a hand onto his belly. Feeling his and Tony's baby move around helped a little, but the worry still grew in the back of his mind. He wanted all this to stop and have the Christmas he and his boyfriend had planned. Yet it looked like things were only going to get worse.

TBC

Jay