Bang Bang
"At last!" Ziva sighed as she was pulled from the elevator. "Do you know how hard it is to be stuck alone with him?"
"No ma'am," the paramedic who had taken her out said.
"Reconsider that sentence," Ziva turned around and gave the paramedic a pyscho glare.
"Ziva!" Gibbs ran over from the stairs. "Short update. McGee is in hospital, so is Ducky."
"Ducky?" Ziva said in confusion. But he was with Jimmy wasn't he?"
"Yeah, he had a heart attack," Gibbs explained. "And Harry Haycroft is dead."
"What happened?" Ziva gasped in disbelief.
"He was in the lobby getting everyone out, apparently he was killed instantly," Gibbs said. "Social Services are taking Matt into custody this evening."
"The poor girl," Ziva sighed. "What's going to happen to her?"
"If she's lucky, someone from her family will adopt her, if not then she could end up in a kid's home," Gibbs sighed. "Either way she'll be leaving Washington."
"Can't we do anything?" Ziva sighed.
"Nothing but pray," replied Gibbs.
"What did I miss?" Tony stumbled out of the lift drunkenly.
"McGee and Ducky are in hospital and Harry is dead," Ziva snapped. "I'll deal with him."
"Thanks Ziva," Gibbs replied.
NCIS
Abby watched as Matt cried her eyes out on the sofa. She wanted to comfort the girl but she didn't know how.
What happens now?" Abby asked Rhonda, the social worker.
"She'll spend the night at a Kids Home and then we'll get someone in touch with her family," Rhonda replied. "Didn't you say she has grandparents in Texas?"
"Yeah, and a grandmother in England," Abby replied. "Although from what I've heard she's not really in a state to raise kids."
"We'll send someone to inform Matt's family in Texas," Rhonda said.
"I'll go," Gibbs walked in and stood beside Rhonda.
"And you are?" Rhonda asked coldly.
"Gibbs, Leroy Jethro Gibbs, this is my house," Gibbs replied. "I was a friend to Matt's parents, Rosie and Harry and I think if some random social worker turns up on Harry's family's doorstep then it will be harder for them to her it from someone who never met their son."
"I'll have to talk to my supervisor," Rhonda said.
NCIS
Stephen and Brenda Haycroft owned a cattle ranch in south Texas which was still fully operational. Sixty five year old Stephen and fifty seven year old Brenda were the stereotypical redneck couple, Stephen had a bushy white beard and wore tartan shirts while Brenda was of muscular build and was never seen without a Stetson.
Gibbs smiled as he sat down in their house; they reminded him of his own grandparents Frank and Dolores Gibbs who had owned a farm just north of Texas.
"So what can I do for you today Mr Gibbs?" Stephen asked. "Harry told me about you last time he spoke to us."
"You know, I presume that Harry's wife Rosie died last year," Gibbs began by checking how much they knew about the family situation.
"Poor lass, she was wonderful," Stephen said. "Miles better than that horse face that our Lawrence married."
"Agreed there Steve," Brenda touched her husband's hand.
"There's no easy way to say this but...Harry is dead," Gibbs sighed.
"Who did it? I'll kill the bastard!" Stephen jumped up.
"Relax Mr Haycroft, he's being hunted down as we speak," Gibbs reassured Stephen. "Now, unfortunately this situation has left your granddaughter Matt an orphan."
Oh poor girl," Brenda sighed.
"Would you be willing to raise her?" Gibbs asked.
"She can visit anytime but.." Brenda said. "The fact is that after six sons we don't really know how to raise a girl. Not only that but by the time Matt is ready to go off to college we'll most likely be dead."
"Didn't you have a daughter?" Gibbs remembered something Harry had said.
"Aye, but our lass Carmen died when she was 16 of terminal leukaemia," Stephen said. "This was back in 2002."
"I'm so sorry for your loss. Could you not just..." Gibbs said.
"We don't want that to happen to Matt," Brenda sighed. "As parents we're jinxed. Our first son is in jail for murder. Our second you've just told us about. Our third and fourth are both drunks. Our fifth hit his head when he was young and was never right again. Our sixth and youngest is the only one who's successful with five sons and three daughters. Oh and our only daughter died of cancer."
"I'm so sorry," Gibbs had always thought that losing one child was bad enough but to lose two and have so much trouble in the family must have been heartbreaking for them. "I understand completely. Once again I'm sorry for your loss."
What's going to happen to Matt now?