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Love Like Crazy
Digidestend Angel
Chapter 3 – Overuse I Love You
Gibbs Household…
A brown haired, 5' 2'' tanned skin 15 year old girl rolled her eyes at her twin brother, who was nice enough to make them after school snacks…well attempt to. Now her twin was stabbing the bread with peanut butter on it out of frustration because it wouldn't spread. "Die, you jerk of a bread!" The somewhat tall, 5' 8'' lad, who had brown hair and green eyes, yelled at the poor decapitated bread.
Another brown haired, 5' 7'', but brown eyed boy came up next to the girl and sat down, confused. "Ziva, what the heck is Tony doing?" The boy asked, not really acting surprised.
"Trying to murder the defenseless piece of wheat bread." Ziva Gibbs said dully.
"Yeah, that doesn't shock me." The boy said, staring at his brother.
The older boy stabbed the butter knife into the bread one last time before dropping it and glaring at his younger brother. "Shut up, McGeek!"
14 year old Timothy "McGee" Gibbs frowned. "Shut up, Tony! I'm not a geek! It's not my fault you're stupid!"
15 year old Anthony "Tony" Gibbs copied his brother with a frown. "I'm not stupid, geek! I have a 3.9 GPA!"
"Compare that with Ziva and my GPA of 4.0, huh?" McGee grinned.
Ziva rolled her eyes at both her brothers. "Children." She got off the stool she was sitting on and went up the stairs.
"Hey, what about our snack?" Tony called.
"Bring it up when you're finally done. I'm going to lie down." Her voice was heard from the stairs then the sound of her bedroom door closing.
"What's with her?" McGee asked, raising an eyebrow. "Did something happen at school?"
Tony rolled his eyes. "McGee, you dork, she's always like this."
"Wow, you're twins and you don't even know what's wrong with-that's why you're mad at the bread!" McGee pointed at Tony accusingly.
Tony's eyes widened. "What are you talking about, stupid?"
"You're mad because Ziva, your twin, won't talk to you!"
Tony glared. "Shut up, McGeek!"
"Don't call me that, you stupid jerk!" McGee glared right back.
"Enough!" Jethro's voice rang throughout the house as the door opened and closed shut…more like slammed shut.
"Jethro, don't yell." Jenny told him sternly.
Jethro complied and looked to the boys. "Where's Ziva?" He said, looking around quickly, trying to not worry the boys.
"Upstairs in her room." McGee said.
"I was trying to make her a sandwich, but I can't spread the peanut butter." Tony told his parents, motioning to the mess.
Jenny walked up next to Tony, and shook her head. "Oh, yes, son, we can see that." She chuckled. "Why don't you sit down and start your homework? I'll make you guys sandwiches. You have a tutor coming over later. So how was your day, boys?" She said, trying really hard to make sure Tony didn't freak out.
Tony's mouth dropped. "What? Tutor?" McGee could hardly hold in his laughter. "Mom? Dad? What the heck?" Finally, McGee couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out laughing. "Shut up, McGeek!"
"Tony, quit calling McGee names. Tim, stop laughing at your brother." Jethro sighed out, dully, since he's a little too used to his sons' arguing.
Jenny smiled. "Here, take this up to Ziva." She told her husband as she handed him a PB&J sandwich, cut down the middle.
Jethro took the plate, heading up the stairs. He walked quietly to his daughter's room, where he heard nothing. He almost wanted to take out his gun, for just in case, but he decided against it and opened the door a little. First thing he saw was his daughter, lying on her bed, working on Biology homework. "Hey, Zivers."
She smiled. "Hey, papa."
Jethro felt himself smile a true smile for the first time that day and sat down on the edge of her bed, next to her. He laid down next to her when she made room for him. Jethro soon was on his stomach, lying beside his daughter, looking at her homework she was working on. "Why don't you take a break?" He said, putting the sandwich in front of her. "Mom took over for Tony, don't worry."
Ziva laughed. "I was wondering why it looked normal." She took a piece and handed it to her father. "Have half. I'm not that hungry."
Jethro took the half and watched his daughter eat, then he took a bite. "How was school?"
Ziva shrugged. "Pretty good. How was work?"
"Decent."
"At least you made it through another day with Marc, Kate, and Aiden."
"Almost."
Ziva raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
Jethro sighed. "We invited them to dinner tonight."
"We?"
"Your mother and I invited them."
Ziva looked confused. "Mom was at your work?"
Jethro kept his cool, but he knew he said a little too much. Ziva was a smart girl. "Well, yes, she came to bring me lunch." He lied.
Ziva narrowed her eyes, but let it go. "Okay."
"What are you working on?" He asked, trying to change the subject.
"Biology test is tomorrow." Ziva sighed. "I'm doomed."
Jethro chuckled. "Don't worry, kid. You've passed every single test you've ever had with a A. I'm sure you'll pass this one with flying colors." He groaned as he got up from his spot on her bed. "I will leave you to study, but can I ask a favor?"
Ziva nodded. "Of course."
"Keep your door open."
Ziva knew something was up now. Her dad has always let her close her door when she was studying. But she knew not to argue with her father. "Um, sure, papa, no problem."
Jethro gave her a smile and leaned down to kiss her forehead. "Thank you."
FYI: Reason why McGee is still being called McGee here is because…well let's just say Tony had a hard time saying Timothy back in the day and so it came out as McGee and it stuck with the family. (I like calling McGee "McGee" better than Tim because...it's stuck with me.)
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-Digidestend Angel-
"Trust me friend, a hundred years goes faster than you think. Don't Blink." –Kenny Chesney
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"Boss!" All heads turned to Aiden, who looked shocked. "Eli just used his Visa card ending with the numbers 0100 a few minutes ago, wait no, it was a refund, money was put back into his account…from a gun shop."
Gibbs, Kate, and Marc were gathered around the TV screen, but looked to Aiden when he stopped. "Where, Aiden?" Gibbs demanded.
Aiden swallowed and looked up at his boss. "Boss, this transaction was made here in Washington DC, only a few blocks away from your kids' school."
