Tony picked JJ up and carried him downstairs. He placed his son in the stroller and headed out the door. He set the fliers in the small pouch on the side of the stroller and then made his way down the street. Gibbs and him were officially starting their woodworking business. He would keep working at the store until the business took off but Gibbs promised that it would. While some small towns were becoming more modern and almost catching up to the cities. Stillwater was still the old fashioned town that Gibbs had grown-up in and the people of that town appreciated small businesses and family run companies. Their last handyman was nearly as old as Jack. He was just a kid when he started out but he finally had to retire last year. Ever since the people of the town had made do with handymen from adjoining towns and the help of other residents.

"Oh hi Tony" Widow Johanson greeted.

"Hi Helen" Tony replied.

"What are the fliers for? Did you find a cat?" Helen asked.

"No Gibbs and I are starting a father-son woodworking company." Tony replied.

"Oh that's lovely. Jethro is a wonderful handyman. Jack taught him well." Helen replied.

"He is and Jack was amazing too. I hope that when Gibbs is done training me I am half as good as they are." Tony agreed.

"You aren't bad yourself. Jethro tells me you helped build your son's crib." Helen commented.

"Oh yeah but Gibbs did most all the work." Tony explained.

"Only because you were recovering from such a serious injury." Helen replied.

"Good old Gibbs seeing me as so much better than I am." Tony replied.


Tony hung the fliers for "Gibbs Boys Woodworking" all around town. The name came from one of Jack's old photo albums. The picture was taken when Gibbs drug Tony up to Stillwater after Senior abandoned their Christmas plans the year before. Well two years ago now. It ended up being Jack's last Christmas. Which made the memories even more precious. Jack had snapped the picture on Christmas night. Jack had prepared a wonderful Christmas dinner of ham and macaroni and probably ten other sides. Of course Jack had invited half the town but Tony and Gibbs had indulged themselves and ended up stumbling to the couch and falling asleep wrapped up in a soft fleece blanket that Jack had draped over them. In his sleep Tony had rested his head on Gibbs's chest and Gibbs had gently wrapped his arm around Tony. Naturally when he found them Jack had snapped a photograph and when he placed it in his photo-album he wrote "The Gibbs Boys" in a neat script. When Gibbs found the photo-album and saw the picture. They had the name for their company. Except they replaced the father-son cuddle picture for one of Gibbs and Tony helping Jack repair the store after the Reynosa incident. Tony's last stop before taking JJ home for his nap was to the general store.

"Oh hi Tony! You got those fliers for me?" Cal called.

"Yep right here." Tony replied handing Cal a flier for the store window.

"I thought you were calling it Gibbs and Son." Cal commented.

"We were but then Gibbs found this old photo-album of his dads and he had a picture of us that had the caption "The Gibbs Boys" and we thought it was perfect." Tony explained.

"I think I've seen the picture you are talking about." Cal replied fondly.

"Of course we wanted to be taken seriously so we used one of us doing what we advertise." Tony explained.

"Naturally" Cal smirked.


While Tony was hanging the fliers for Gibbs Boys Woodworking. Gibbs was at Lynn's house. Trying to convince her to give him a DNA sample. Being at the house of his former one night stand. Only cemented the notion that he needed to get Liam away from that woman. It was only three and the place smelled like a brewery and cigarettes. She claimed that Liam was in his room but when he went to use the bathroom he peaked in the boy's open door and he was nowhere to be found.

"When are you going to leave?!" Lynn demanded.

"When you give me the DNA sample." Gibbs snarled.

"I don't have to give you nothin!" Lynn snapped.

"If you want to see a penny out of me you do." Gibbs replied.

"Yeah well I ain't given it to you!" Lynn snapped.

"OK fine then you don't get any money and you don't ever come near me again." Gibbs replied.

"I could have you arrested for trespassing." Lynn commented.

"Go ahead call the cops. I am sure they will love that you are drunk at three in the afternoon and your son is missing." Gibbs replied.

"Alright fine! His brush is on the bedside table!" Lynn snapped.

"That's all I asked!" Gibbs yelled.


Gibbs let the door slam behind him on the way out of Lynn's house. He had Liam's toothbrush in one baggie and his in the other. He walked to the post office and selected a manila envelope. He paid for it addressed it and then slipped the baggies inside. He slid the envelope in the slot for out of town mail and said a silent prayer that he was Liam's father. His next stop was to the police station.

"May I help you?" One of the officers asked.

"Yes I would like to report a case of child abuse and neglect." Gibbs replied.

"Child abuse?" The officer asked.

"Yes I was just over at Lynnette Patterson's house and she was stinking drunk and has no idea where her son Liam is." Gibbs explained.

"We will look into it." The officer replied.

"See that you do." Gibbs hissed.


A/N: What do you think of the name of Gibbs and Tony's company? I will reveal the results of Gibbs's DNA test in the next chapter. Which will be up soon. Please review and thanks for reading.