Hi! Okay, sorry I haven't updated in like a month! It's surprisingly hard to write these chapters in Gibbs' point of view so I've been putting of writing this forever. This chapter has a ton of McAbby in it and a bit of Tiva, just so you know. Well, enjoy!

Disclaimer: NCIS isn't mine. :(

"We're hoooommmmeeeeee!" Amanda and Phoebe yelled, slamming the door behind them. Dropping their towels and sunglasses on the floor, the two girls sprinted downstairs, their faces lighting up when they saw the rest of their family already waiting for them.

"Took you long enough." Leo grinned, scooting over so that the twins could sit on either side of him. The six children were now all sitting in a circle, half leaning against the half-finished boat, the other half resting by the wall. Gibbs sat on a stool at the head of the circle, facing away from the stairs and towards the smiling faces pointed at him. Rolling his eyes, he sighed, accepting that there was no way of getting out of the next story session.

"Wellllll? Are you gonna start or what?" Alexa asked, sharing an excited glance with Talia.

Gibbs grunted in response, looking across the room, his eyes loosing focus as he remembered that dreadful day over ten years ago.

...

Stepping out of the elevator, a half-full, still steaming cup of coffee in hand, I made my way towards my desk. We were currently working on a case involving a dead marine found buried next to a swing-set in the backyard of a Day Care, with the only suspects being his ex-wife, who had an air-tight alibi. I hadn't gotten a wink of sleep last night and the last thing I wanted to deal with was DiNozzo acting like a four year old. Unfortunately, I realized that this wasn't going to happen, it was only eight AM and he already resembled an overexcited kindergardener.

"So, wait wait wait, you said you're name was Probationary Agent Byrd?" Tony asked, laughing as he looked up at the tall, blonde man standing over him. Sharing a glance across the Bullpen with a very annoyed but obviously slightly amused Ziva, Tony gave the Probationary Agent a glowing smile.

"What's wrong with that?" The agent asked, looking confused. He stared down at Tony, who was still smiling widely, and I realized that this new guy had to be at least 6' 5''.

"Nothing, Mr. Big Byrd." Tony said nonchalantly, sitting down in his chair with a satisfied grin.

"DiNozzo! Get back to work!" I yelled, head-slapping him as I slipped towards my desk. Byrd jumped about four feet in the air, slapping his hand to his chest as if to stop his heart from popping out onto the Squadroom floor. "Why are you still here?" I asked him, attempting to turn on my computer. When pressing the power button didn't work, I yanked the baseball bat out from under my desk and whacked the monitor with it. When that still didn't work, I tried again, this time harder.

Hearing a frightened squeak, I looked up to see the Probie looking at me with wide eyes. I glared back at him, throwing the baseball bat under my desk and turning to McGee. "McGee!"

"Wha-? Coming boss!" He said, flinching when I slapped the computer. He ran past me, did some random typing thingamabob on the keyboard, and then escaped back to his desk as the computer slowly turned on.

"Hey!" The Probie looked up, fear in his eyes. "Why are you here?"

"D-d-director Sh-Sh-Shepard t-told me t-to come. I've b-b-b-b-been assigned t-to your t-t-team..." He stuttered, glancing at a smirking DiNozzo.

"I'll be back." I muttered, storming towards the staircase. "And get to work, DiNozzo!"

Marching past Cynthia, I threw open The Director's door, glaring at her nonchalant expression. "A Probie!" I barked, glaring at her.

"Yes. I assigned a Probationary Agent to your team for a week." Jenny replied, raising her eyebrows.

"Why? I've told you a million times, we don't need the help. All Probies do is screw things up and act idiotic. Why, of all teams, did you assign him to mine?" I answered.

"Well Probationary Agent Nathan Byrd will certainly not screw things up. And I assigned him to your team because I know that you have the best team in the agency, so I thought he could learn a thing or two." Jenny replied, sighing when I just stared at her.

"Well he's not gonna learn anything from me." I replied before storming out of her office, slamming the door behind me.

The first thing I heard when I emerged back in the Squadroom was: "So, Ziva, doing anything to night?" I groaned, now this dumb Probie was hitting on my team? I shook my head, poor Probie didn't know that this would be the last thing he ever did.

"Actually, she is." Tony said, sounding extremely annoyed.

"I am?" Ziva asked, confused. Tony nodded at her, raising his eyebrows. They stared each other down, having yet another irritating conversation using only their eyes. A moment later, Ziva turned to the Probie, smiling. "Sorry, I have plans."

"What plans?" The Probie questioned.

"Pilates." They both answered at the same time. I sighed in relief, I could have sworn they were going to say something else and then I'd have to head-slap them into next Tuesday.

I headed for the elevator, my mind set on grabbing a hot cup of coffee and maybe a Caf-Pow! for Abby. I knew she had stayed until midnight last night working until I forced her to go home. She seemed to be the only one actually working around here. Aside from Ducky, of course, who had already given me all of his preliminary findings and theories and was now examining the Marine's brain tissue, looking for signs of blunt force trama.

When I returned form my coffee break, I entered the Squadroom to hear an eerie silence completely unlike what I had left to. Looking around warily, I saw Tony and Ziva actually working, typing furiously on their computers and glancing at each other and McGee, who didn't seem to be doing very much of anything, every few seconds. Taking a step forward, I glanced at Ziva's computer, wondering why she was typing so quickly, she must have had been working on a really good lead.

She chuckled, leaning her cheek on her palm and typing something, shifting to the right a bit so that I could see what she was working on. I clenched my teeth when I realized that she was using some computer whatyamacallit to chat with DiNozzo. Walking around Ziva's desk, I head-slapped her, next moving to DiNozzo and head-slapping him as well.

"Get back to work, you two!" I barked, turning to McGee. "McGee, where's Whatshisname? The Probie!"

"Uhhh, I don't know. I went to the bathroom and when I came back he was gone..." McGee answered.

"I sent him down to Abby's Lab, boss. I thought he would be less harm down there than up here." Tony called, looking up from his computer.

"What!" McGee and I yelled at the same time.

"What...?" Tony asked, confused.

"Tony, do you have any idea what happened to the last Probie sent down to assist Abby?" McGee questioned, baffled by why Tony would ever think of doing that.

"Um, no." Tony said, glancing at Ziva, who just shrugged.

"Exactly! No one does!" McGee responded.

"McGee! You're with me!" I barked, striding towards the elevator.

Once the elevator landed on Abby's floor, we both rushed out, bursting into her lab. The familiar rock music was blasting through the room and Abby sat typing on her keyboard, glaring at the Probie, who was staring at her from across the room.

"What is it, Byrd? You've been staring at me like that for the past fifteen minutes!" Abby practically shouted, spinning her chair around so that she was facing the Probie.

"Are you busy tomorrow night?" The Probie asked, smiling. Abby opened her mouth, closing it, then opening it again, unsure of what to say.

"Yes, she is busy tomorrow!" McGee said, bursting past me into the lab.

"McGee! You're hear!" Abby called, her face lighting up. She hopped up, hugging McGee before turning back to the Probie.

"Who's McGee?" The Probie sneered.

"I am." McGee replied, glaring at him.

"Timmy, will you please get this dude out of my lab? He's extremely annoying." Abby pleaded, scrunching up her nose at the Probie.

"You never answered my question. Are you busy tomorrow night or not? And don't you answer for her again, McGee or Timmy or whatever your name is, I wanna hear it from her." The Probie said, eyeing Abby.

"Yes I am busy." Abby said defiantly.

"Oh really, doing what?"

"We're going out to dinner, right Abs?" McGee suggested, looking down at Abby hopefully.

Abby looked at McGee blankly for a moment, during which I knew his heart skipped a beat, before her face broke into a wide smile. "Are you asking me out on a date, Timmy?" She wondered, her grin widening.

"Yeah..." McGee replied, his voice hoarse.

Still smiling, Abby leaned in and kissed McGee on the cheek. Glancing back at the Probie, she returned her stare to McGee. "I accept."

"You guys suck." The Probie muttered, grumbling under his breath as he raced past me into the elevator.

I walked fully into the room, stepping forward and head-slapping McGee, whose face had turned a bright red. "Gibbs!" Abby said giddily. "Did you just hear that? Isn't Timmy just the nicest person ever! Aside from you of course."

"Uh huh." I said, nodding to Abby's computer. "You figured out who killed that Marine yet, Abs?"

"What? Oh, no not yet. But I'll get right on that. Byrd was being so annoying that I couldn't concentrate! Anyways, you go back upstairs, Gibbs. I'll call you when I know who killed him."

...

"What! That's all?" Amanda screeched, glaring at Gibbs. "How can you just end it there?"

"Yeah, what about Aunt Abby and Uncle Tim's date? How did that go?" Phoebe wondered, staring at Gibbs with a faraway expression as she imagined the date.

"I don't know." Gibbs replied, shrugging. His words were met with a chorus of 'What!'s and 'No!'s from both the children sitting around the circle and Gibbs' actual team standing on the staircase.

"It was the best date ever, trust me." Abby said, giggling as she ran down the stairs, pulling McGee behind her. The two plopped down in the circle, Abby motioning for the rest of the group to follow suit.

"Ooooh, what happened?" Alexa asked once Tony, Ziva, and Jenny had all sat down as well.

"Timmy and I went to dinner and then we got ice cream and then we went back to my house and watched a movie Tony had lent me like two months before." Abby said, smiling at the memory.

"That sounds kinda boring." Leo said, ducking when Alexa swatted at him.

"No, it sounds amazing." Phoebe called, grinning.

"So romantic!" Amanda agreed.

"Yeah, well it was nothing like our first date, right Zi?" Tony announced.

"What happened?" Talia asked, her eyes wide with wonder.

"That's a story for another time." Ziva replied, standing up. "We have to get home."

"Awwwwwwww!" All of the children, plus Tony and Abby, whined.

As everyone got ready to leave, Talia walked over to Gibbs, tapping him in the leg. He looked down at her, his eyebrows raised. She motioned for him to crouch down so she could tell him something. Smiling, Gibbs bent down and turned his head so that he could hear what Talia was asking him.

"Will there be a story tomorrow, Uncle Gibbs?" She whispered, her expression hopeful.

"Definitely."

Finished! I have no idea when I'm going to update the next chapter, maybe this week? But probably not until next week. Sorry! Anyways, review please! :D