Twenty four year old Holly DiNozzo-McGee put her car in park, turned the ignition off, and grabbed her keys. She walked around to the backseat and grabbed her sleeping son's car-seat out of the car and walked towards her teenage home. She had only lived in this home for three and a half years from fourteen and a half to eighteen. It was the home she had shared with her dad, step-mom, step-sister, and half-brother. It was also the house that Noah had never lived in, Noah was her beloved twin brother who died when they were fourteen. Ten and a half years had passed since her brother's death and she still missed him more than she could explain. At least now she could live free and feel happiness. It was all thanks to her parents, siblings, husband and most of all her son that she had healed. She passed her step-sister Eliana's hybrid and her half-brother's motorcycle. Even though it was her home she knocked on the door. Between a teenage boy and a crazy hippie soon to be college graduate living in the house it was highly likely that somebody was naked.
"Shalom, soul sister and soul nephew." Eliana greeted.
"Hi Eliana." Holly replied.
"What's new how is special needs third through fifth grade?" Eliana asked.
"They are doing great." Holly replied.
"Always wonderful to hear of flourishing flowers. Especially the flowers who need a little extra sunshine to flourish." Eliana said a singsong voice.
"You do realize they drug test dance teachers don't you?" Nate called from the couch.
"How's Nate's wrist?" Holly asked.
"I don't know it looks pretty bad. I would say take him to the ER but I don't want to waste energy if it's not bad." Eliana explained.
"I will give you a second opinion. Just keep an eye on Noah for me." Holly instructed.
"Why of course I adore watching my soul nephew." Eliana replied.
Holly ushered her brother into the kitchen and instructed him to sit down at the counter. Eliana followed them and set Noah down on the counter. Holly studied her two younger siblings. She was amazed by how different the three of them were. Holly was a married college graduate, who had been teaching special needs at Grover Elementary for the past year now. She had graduated with honors and attended Ohio State University.
Eliana had gone through a hippie phase in high school and never really out grew it. At least she had gotten over the going days without showering, weeks without washing her hair, only using deodorant on school days, and free bleeding phase. She had also gone from strict and unbearable vegan to strict and only semi annoying vegetarian. She had graduated with honors as well but claimed that those were only letters and numbers. She was now attending Alexandria Community College learning to be a dance teacher and artist. She came out as bi sophomore year and was dating a girl named Bo short for Bohemian. Her real name was Bonnie or something like that but apparently only her parents and boss called her that.
Nate was the youngest of the family. He was a good and intelligent kid. He was only sixteen but on track to graduate in the spring, two years early. Nate had come to live with the family ten years ago when he was six years old. His mother had become ill and that is when they learned that Tony was his father via a sperm donation. He had been a skater kid in middle school and when he was sixteen Tony had bought him a motorcycle. Holly remembered thinking that Ziva was going to kill Tony for that one but eventually she accepted it. As long as he drove safely and kept his grades up. Not that, that was any trouble for Nate.
"What's the verdict?" Nate asked when Holly finished checking his arm.
"I don't think it is broken or sprained. I would still put a brace on it when you use it. I will have Chris pick one up for me." Holly explained.
"I just know that Ima is going to blame the bike." Nate sighed.
"Of course she will but tell her the truth." Holly replied.
"Hopefully she will believe me. It would be great if she started to believe that the school bus was more dangerous than the bike." Nate explained.
"Nathan, Eliana and I can both tell you this. Never push your luck with Ziva." Holly warned.
Holly checked Nate's wrist one more time and then sent a text to Chris asking him to stop by the drug store on the way home. Normally she would have stopped but a bad flu bug was going around and she didn't want to risk Noah catching it and her parents couldn't get it. Because they were in Paris celebrating their ten year wedding anniversary. Noah started to cry and she took him out of his carrier and brought him over to the couch. She looked down into the eyes of her four month old son Noah Donald DiNozzo-McGee. She had known from the second that she found out she was having a boy, that her son's name would be Noah in honor of the brother she had lost. The middle name was a lot easier to decide.
Holly looked up at her parents wedding photo. She could not believe that ten years had passed already. It seemed like just yesterday she had been serving as Ziva's emergency maid of honor. So much had changed in the past ten years...
Chris McGee had revealed that he was in love with her at the wedding reception. She had never been very close to him but he had saved her life. So she agreed to go on a date with him. It took a while but after a while she realized just how much they had in common. Mainly how much the missed Noah. They also shared a few common enemies and dealt with similar issues with step-mom's. Holly adored Ziva and Chris loved Delilah but they did shift family dynamics greatly. They dated all through high school but ended up breaking up before college. Holly was heading to Ohio State and Chris was going to MIT. After Senior year Holly moved back home until she could find a job and Chris had come back to work in the cyber department at NCIS. They reconnected and married six months later. Right around a year ago they had learned that Holly was about a month pregnant with Noah. He came a few years earlier than they had planned but was a more than welcome addition to the family.
McGee and Delilah had been married around eleven years now and their only son Willy J. was ten years old. Like the rest of the McGee's, Willy was smart. Willy idolized Nate and Nate had given him his old skateboard when he got a new one for his fifteenth birthday. Tim had been promoted to Assistant Director five years ago, deputy director two years ago and was going to replace Vance when he retired in July. Delilah was still with the Department Of Defense but had cut back to only three days a week.
Gibbs was still well Gibbs. He was no longer working with NCIS. He was still doing woodworking and drinking way too much coffee and barely talking.
Vance was about to retire from NCIS and planning on moving back to Chicago. Like Gibbs he was pretty much the same. Both Vance children were out of school. Kayla was a nurse in the Navy and Jared was a police officer.
Bishop ended up breaking up with Jake about a year after Tony and Ziva's wedding. Apparently they had been having problems for years and finally they just couldn't handle anymore. After the divorce, Bishop had moved back to Oklahoma and nobody heard much of her.
Abby never remarried but she did have two more children. Two sisters Dakota and Dana. She adopted them through foster care. Dakota was three when Abby took her in and Dana was eighteen months old. Dakota was now thirteen. She had Abby's, goth style and was talented artist. Dana eleven and more of a jock.
Jimmy and Breena were still happily married. Everybody was pleasantly surprised when Breena announced that she was pregnant shortly after the DiNozzo's wedding. Their only son Donald James was nine years old now. When Donald was four Breena was diagnosed with Uterine cancer. Luckily it was caught early. She ended up having a hysterectomy and preventive course of chemotherapy but was going on five years cancer free.
Ducky sadly was no longer living. He had been gone for two months now but it was still hard for his family to process. It had all happened so quickly. He was fine one day and then the next he called Gibbs crying hysterically because he was lost. Gibbs found him barely a block from his brownstone. He walked his friend home but Ducky kept insisting that it was not his home. Gibbs took him straight to the hospital. At first they were told it was a stroke. He was treated and sent home a few days later. Gibbs moved Ducky into his place and it was a good thing. Because a similar incident happened the next day. He was brought back to the hospital and that's when they got the official diagnosis. Alzheimer's Disease. Just like Ducky's mother had, had. Only his progressed much faster. Within a month he had lost all control of his body and had next to no short term memory. He was also insisting that he was a med student in the UK. After he walked out onto the highway and narrowly avoided being run-over by an eighteen wheeler. Gibbs had no choice but to put him in a nursing home. Within another month he was dead.
A knock on the front door pulled Holly back to reality. Eliana answered and moments later Chris walked inside. He handed Nate the brace and then joined Holly and Noah on the couch. He put his arm around his wife's shoulders and gently stroked his son's hair.
"How are your parents? They get to France OK?" Chris asked.
"They said the plane ride was great and that they would call in the morning." Holly replied.
"Good" Chris replied.
"Don't forget we are taking them out when they get back." Holly replied.
"I know. You've told me like eight times." Chris replied.
"I am just so happy for them." Holly replied.
"I am too, I cannot believe it's been ten years already." Chris replied.
"Me either, I can't wait to see what the next ten years bring." Holly replied.
A/N: What do you think so far? I promise chapter two will be better and actually include Tiva. I just wanted to give a synopsis of the past ten years first. New chapter will be up soon. Please review and thanks for reading.