The next morning, she awoke to complete quiet which was unusual. Jen had become accustomed to hearing some sort of noise coming from any room in the house. She found a note on Jethro's pillow.

Lindsay and I are going to have a father and daughter day. Enjoy the peace and quiet, Jen. Love – Jethro

She smiled softly and put the note back down. She slipped out of bed and decided to follow his advice of enjoying the peace and quiet.

Father and daughter were at breakfast. Lindsay had ordered French toast while her dad had ordered two eggs, bacon, and toast. Her blue eyes watched everyone in the diner. She was people watching intently. Gibbs watched her with a smile on his face. She'd make a great agent one day, but he didn't want his daughter to be an agent. He knew what could happen on the field. He didn't want her to end up like Kate one day.

"Daddy?"

"Yeah, Linds?" He took a sip of his coffee.

"I want a little brother like Chloe," she told him.

Gibbs almost spit out his coffee. Chloe was Lindsay's best friend at school and had a little brother a few months ago. He gained composure and looked at his child.

"A little brother, huh?"

She nodded her head and brushed her bangs away from her eyes.

"We'll have to talk to your mother about that, Linds."

She sighed, nodding her head. The waitress returned to the table with their food. The two dug into their breakfast, and he listened to Lindsay talk about school, her friends, and anything else that popped into her head. After breakfast, he took her to the park to play then it was off to his house to work on the boat. He hadn't burned a boat in years. Instead, he'd taken them on the water. Lindsay loved working on the boat with him and getting to sail. Late in the afternoon, the pair returned to the house. Lindsay was covered in dust from all the sanding done to the boat. She sneezed and started unzipping her jacket. Jen came out of the study and looked at the two of them.

"Have fun?" she asked both of them. They both nodded their head and took their jackets off. Jethro hung up his daughter's jacket then his own.

Jen laughed softly and walked over, kneeling down to her daughter's level. "I see you worked on the boat." Her daughter's shirt was coated with wood and bits of putty.

Lindsay nodded, sneezing.

Jen stood up and took her hand. "I think someone needs a bath and maybe she'll stop sneezing."

Gibbs kissed Jen's mouth and squeezed her hand, letting her know the two of them needed to talk. She caught the look and nodded her head softly.

"You need a shower too," she told him.

He followed up the stairs behind them. Jen went to the bathroom to start Lindsay's bath and sit in there with her while he went to the master bathroom to take a quick shower. She listened to Lindsay tell every detail of her day with her father. She helped wash and condition Lindsay's hair.

"Ready to get out?" She asked.

Lindsay nodded and reached for her towel. Jen stood up and helped her get out, wrapping her up in the towel and hugging her. "Go get dressed. When you come down, we'll have hot chocolate and smores."

Lindsay smiled up at her. "Okay," she said, running out of the bathroom but stopping in the middle of the hall. "I love you, mommy."

Jen smiled at her. "I love you too. Put on the clothes on your bed, please." She put the dirty clothes into the hamper and walked into her room. She hopped onto the bathroom counter. "What do we need to talk about?"

Jethro turned off the shower and stepped out. Jen handed his towel to him and watched him wrap it around his waist.

"At breakfast, Lindsay asked me if she could have a little brother."

Jen felt like her eyes were going to pop out of her head. "What? Are you serious?"

He nodded his head. "She wants a little brother like Chloe. I told her we'd have to talk to you."

"Oh thanks for that, Jethro," she said sarcastically. If he couldn't tell their daughter yes, he sent Lindsay to her.

"Jen, what else could I say? I wasn't going to tell her yes. C'mon, with her asking that…it might be easier to tell her."

She nodded her head. He might be right. She rested her arms on either side of his neck, grinning at him. "Miss me?"

He smiled at her. "Just a little," he teased her. He kissed her deeply as she was rolling her eyes at him.

"More later," she promised him, sliding off the countertop. "I promised Linds hot chocolate and smores."

"Are we going to watch a movie too?" He asked.

"Of course…and we'll tell her she'll be getting a little brother or sister."

He smiled, drying his body off. Jen went downstairs to start on the hot chocolate and smores. A few minutes later, she heard Lindsay running down the stairs and saw her fly into the kitchen.

"Slow down. There's no fire," Jen told her. Lindsay opened the fridge and got an apple juice.

"Fire?" She asked, sounding confused.

"Nothing, sweetheart." She took the juice and put the straw in the container for her. "Wanna get the marshmallows out of the pantry for me?"

She walked into the pantry and grabbed the bag of small marshmallows. She flung them on the countertop and stood on her tiptoes to see how the hot chocolate was coming. Gibbs came up behind her and lifted her up, biting on her neck which sent her into a fit of giggles. "Daddy! Stop!"

He stopped and held her in his arms. "We'll do the smores and pick out the movie we're going to watch. Wave bye to mommy," he told her and put her on his shoulders.

Lindsay giggled and waved bye to her mother. "Bye mommy!" He ducked low on his way out, so she wouldn't hit the top of the door. "Daddy! My apple juice!"

Jen laughed and took the apple juice. She met them halfway and gave her daughter the juice. "Don't spill it on daddy's head."

Lindsay grinned and drank her apple juice. Jen brought them the chocolate, marshmallows, and graham crackers for the smores. After that, she and her dad worked on making the smores in the den. She got bored and went to pick out the movie. There were so many decisions. She chose Cinderella after ten minutes of debating. Jen came into the den with a tray of hot chocolate and the plenty of marshmallows in each cup. She sat down on the couch and wrapped up in a blanket. Lindsay ran over and jumped onto the couch with her, snuggling up.

"What did you pick?" Jen asked her.

Lindsay showed her the movie that her dad took from her. He finally had taken the time to learn how to use a DVD player. Of course, Abby and McGee had to explain the concept several times then show him. Now, he had no problem getting the movie started for them. He gave each of his girls a smore and sat down with them. Jen rested herself against his chest, and he slipped his arms around her waist.

When the movie ended, the couple traded looks with each other. Jen stroked her daughter's red hair back and knew it was time to tell her. She hoped it went well. The news was easier to tell to the SecNav than her own daughter.

"Linds, we need to talk to you about something," she said gently.

Lindsay faced her parents and lay back, letting her socked feet rest in her mom's lap. She was listening.

"You know how you asked if you could have a little brother this morning…" her dad reminded her, and she nodded her head.

Jen held onto Jethro's hand and squeezed it. "Well, you might be getting a little brother or a littler sister. We don't know yet."

Lindsay sat up and looked at them. "Where is it?"

They both laughed. Jethro rested his chin on Jen's shoulder and looked at his daughter. "It's in here," he told her, touching Jen's stomach.

"Like you were," Jen added.

"Oh," she said, nodding her head. "I was in there? But you bought me from the store like potato chips…"

Gibbs exchanged a knowing glance with Jen. They both thought DiNozzo. It sounded like something he would tell Lindsay. He would be getting a head slap first thing Monday morning.

Jen got up and went over to the bookcase to get one of the photo albums. She came back over and sat down, opening the album. "C'mere, Linds," she spoke softly. Lindsay scooted over close to her mother. She showed Lindsay several pages of photos from the pregnancy. "You were in my tummy until you were ready to come out. You weren't bought at the store like potato chips."

"Oh," Lindsay said with enlightenment coming over her face.

"And your sister or brother will stay there until she or he is ready to come out."

"Why?"

Jen hated hearing that question. A simple explanation wasn't ever good enough. "Well, the baby has to stay in there and grow…that takes time."

Lindsay nodded her head slowly, taking the information in. Gibbs watched her carefully. "Linds…the baby has to stay in there for protection. Isn't your mother good at what she does…taking care of you and keeping you safe?"

"Yeah," she said truthfully.

"Then there ya go." He smiled. The look on Lindsay's face let him know there wouldn't be anymore questions about the process.

"Will I get my brother or sister for Christmas?"

They both laughed. "Maybe or may not. Do you think you can be patient?" Jen asked her. In response, she nodded her head. Jen let out a sigh of relief. She thought the news would have been taken much worse. She kissed her daughter's forehead and got up, putting the photo album away. The trio snuggled close for Cinderella.

At the end of the movie, Jenny left the den to go back to the study. There were more case files to read. Gibbs sat with Lindsay for a few more minutes before she decided she wanted to watch another movie even though she was yawning. He left her in the den after starting Beauty and the Beast. He walked into the study and leaned against the door frame, watching Jen. She put her glasses on and looked at him.

"What?"

He shrugged his shoulders and walked over to her, standing behind the desk.

"What, Jethro?" She took off her glasses and looked at him.

He pulled her chair out and closed the case file.

"Jethro," she warned him. He knew better than anyone else that work never ended when she left the office.

"Jen," he said, looking her in the eyes. "Our daughter is watching Beauty and the Beast…you know how much she loves that movie and will be occupied."

"Oh really? What do you have in mind Special Agent Gibbs?"

"Private time with the Director."

She smiled at him and let him pull her up from the chair. The two went upstairs to enjoy alone time with each other. They knew how much time they had before Lindsay would start looking for them. If Walt Disney was still alive, they would thank him personally.