A few days later, I was lounging on the couch with both boys surrounding me, and I was teaching them both to read the hobbit. Jack could read very well already, and Henry was close behind, but neither had read the hobbit, or had the hobbit read to them, so I was taking up that mantle.

I read to them, and would occasionally ask one of them to read a paragraph. It was similar to the process that Spencer had used with me. It did help that both boys wanted to read, and be read to.

My cellphone went off, so I kissed Henry's head and ruffled Jack's hair with a murmured, "Jack, think you can read this chapter to Henry?"

He nodded and eagerly took the large book off my lap as I got up. Henry curled up at Jack's side and stared wide eyed at the book with childish wonder. The sight made me smile.

I pulled out my cellphone, thinking it was Gibbs asking me something, or Abby calling to tell me about a girl's night. Instead, it was Hotch.

I tapped 'answer' and put the phone up to my ear, already saying, "They're both fine, Hotch. Jack is currently reading the Hobbit to Henry right now. Nothing to worry about."

"Kiley." He said. That one word was enough to stop my cheerfulness and step away from both boys into another room, which happened to be the kitchen.

"What happened, Hotch? Is Spencer okay? Who got hurt?" I asked, beginning to pace around the kitchen.

I heard a sigh, "JJ is currently in the hospital with head trauma and severe bruising around her ribs." He informed me curtly.

I cursed quietly in German and Athos, who had followed me into the kitchen, perked his ears at me curiously. "What happened?" I asked again.

Another sigh. "The serial killer we were sent here to find was the leader of a powerful gang, bordering on an entire mafia. When we tried to confront him, he and his cohorts fired at us. JJ took a shot to the vest and hit the ground. No one else got hurt. However, we did not manage to get all of the members of the gang. We have the leader in custody, as well as what we believe to be half of his gang. But, the men he had under his command weren't stupid, and know how to use computers. Very well apparently, according to Garcia, who found out that security cameras near the victims had been disabled remotely."

My thoughts raced, "You think they'll look for family members." I stated. It wasn't a question at this point.

"Yes." Came the tense reply.

I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "Alright. Okay. I've got both boys, Athos, and Gibbs lives just across the street. The boys won't go outside unless absolutely necessary. I've got a few favors I can call to help me." I mused aloud.

"Kiley. What 'favors' and what are they going to help you with?" Hotch's tone had turned from 'cold, emotionless leader' to 'concerned father/uncle but still commanding'.

"Relax, old man. I didn't do anything unsavory to get these contacts, and they just own me favors is all. I did have a life when I turned 18." I told him with a grin, trying for humor to lighten the mood.

"Kiley." He warned.

I sighed, "Okay. It's fine, Hotch. I promise they won't hurt either of the boys."

"And you?"

"They wouldn't hurt me." I reassured. "They're friends."

I heard a tired sigh on the other end, then, "Fine. Be careful. Don't let the boys go anywhere without you or Gibbs. Stay with Athos. Stay inside as much as possible. And whatever you do, do. Not. Talk. To. Strangers." He stressed.

I snickered, "What do you take me for?"

"Kiley." Came the exasperated reply. But I could hear the slight smirk in his tone.

"Yes, that's my name. Don't wear it out." I requested in mock politeness. "And I get it, no talking to strangers. I've downgrading from 20 years old to 10 again."

Another sigh, "Tell Jack I said hello, and to take care of Henry. One of the doctors is stepping out of JJ's room."

"Keep me posted."

"Of course." Came the short reply before the line went dead.

I tossed the phone back and forth in my hands, musing quietly. Who should I call first? Contacts near Georgia to keep an eye on the team? Or contacts near me to help me with the boys.

Gibbs first probably. It was near lunch, and as far as I knew, we didn't have any cases right now. Thankfully. Otherwise the boys would have been left with a babysitter.

I dialed his number and waited. After the second ring, he picked up.

"Gibbs." He said briefly.

"Hey, Gibbs. I've got a bit of a problem." I replied.

I heard something on the other end, and Gibbs barked, "DiNozzo." Then, "What happened?"

I could tell I had been put on speaker, so I told them what Hotch had told me.

When I was finished, the first person to speak was Tony. "Why are you always getting into trouble? I mean, this is getting a bit ridiculous."

I snorted, "It's not like I'm waltzing up to the first person I see with a gun and a bad attitude, shouting 'Shoot me!', Tony."

Before Tony could reply, Gibbs spoke. "Do you need one of us to go to your house?"

I bit my lip. My pride said no, and if it was just me in trouble, I would have said no. But I had two little boys to take care of. So I sighed and replied, "Yes."

NCIS

Laughter filled my house, and I couldn't help but laugh along with the children while Jack and I made chicken fingers. Tony, McGee, and Henry were running through my house, playing with Athos.

I think they were trying to play hide and seek, because occasionally there would be silence, then someone would shriek and laughter would fill the house again.

Gibbs was actually playing too. And so far, none of the boys had found him. I think Ziva knew where he was though, because while she sat at the island, she was wearing an 'I know and you don't' smirk.

I dropped another chicken piece into the fryer and checked the mashed potatoes. Jack was a good cook, and had done wonderfully with making the potatoes.

Although he had gotten a bit distracted with Ziva.

I grinned at her over his head, and she winked at me before turning back to the card game Jack had 'taught' her how to play. When he got older, he'd be a ladies man.

Right now, he was neglecting the potatoes. But I wasn't willing to pull him away from his game of slap jack, so I took the potatoes off the stove.

"Guys! Dinner!" I shouted to the full house.

I heard scrambling, then four pairs of hopeful faces appeared in the doorway. Athos, Tony, McGee, and Henry.

Then I heard the click of the pantry door opening, and Gibbs stepped out.

I laughed at the stunned faces in front of me, and pushed a plate into Henry's hands. "Go sit down buddy." I ruffled his hair and handed him a glass of punch.

Jack helped him put his plate on the tall table, then helped him into a chair. I had a tall table set.

The others got their meals, and we sat down to eat.

Halfway through, Gibbs' phone rang.

"Gibbs." He greeted. He listened for a few seconds, before snapping the phone shut.

He pointed to Ziva, "You. Stay." Then he pointed to Tony, McGee, and I. "You three, with me."

I shot up, kissed both boys' foreheads, then ran out behind Gibbs, shouting at Athos to stay with the other three.

Hey guys! So, remember Hell's Gate? Well, I'm finally bringing them back. And Kiley is in trouble when they get here. Again.

I'm going to be gone for the next few weeks, so I apologizein advance, and I wanted to tell you I am NOT abandoning this story, just taking a vacation where my computer won't work.

ST