Jordan stood in front of the mirror checking out her figure. Even with being seven months pregnant she was happy with the end result. She had chosen a red strapless halter dress. It was tight around her breasts and from there it fell down in a cloud of tulle that showed the twins.
"You still look amazing." Gibbs came up from behind her.
"Well thank you, daddy." Jordan turned. Gibbs gave her small peck on the nose and smoothly he stroked the side of her breast with his thumb. "Can you help me with this?" Jordan handed him his mother's necklace.
"You really love that necklace don't you?" He asked as he put her around her neck.
Jordan nodded. "I love what it stands for: you being the blue sapphire, me the red ruby and the babies being the white diamonds. And the fact that it has been in your family for so long." Jordan kissed him as he finished up.
Gibbs smiled at the memory how he proposed with that necklace. "But it's still not a ring." Jordan watched him suspiciously.
Gibbs' hand disappeared in to his black jacket and a beautiful gold ring with a shiny ice blue sapphire and a light red ruby diamond appeared, exactly matching the one in the necklace. The pearl and the diamond had the same size and they were set next to each other in a semi-circle of four tiny white diamonds on one side and four tiny white diamonds on the other side.
Jordan let out a small cry while Gibbs reached for her hand, so he could slide it on her right finger.
"It's a 'toi et moi ring', you…" He pointed at the red ruby diamond. "… And me." Softly he touched the red diamond. "Your tenderness and beauty to keep the hard side of me in balance."
Jethro's blue eyes met Jordan's teary ones. "It's perfect, Jethro." She was lost in his eyes and took claim of his lips. When she pulled back in need of air, Jordan met his eyes again. Tenderly she took his face in her hands. "Just do me one favour, please." Gibbs nodded at her. "No more jewellery. I'd love this ring so much. I'd like this to be my wedding ring." Jordan beamed, her eyes still wet.
Gibbs smirked at her statement. "Promised." He loved this woman so much that he couldn't deny Jordan anything. "We'll just switch hands then." Lovingly he kissed the tears way.
"Jeez, I gotta stop crying." Jordan laughed nervously. "Damn hormones."
"You're allowed to." Gibbs reached for her hand. Jordan took her purse and they went downstairs to meet with Mac and Stella. With the four of them set, the couples left for the restaurant where Gibbs had made the reservations.
***
At the restaurant the waiter didn't lead them to a table, but to a separate little dining room that Gibbs had reserved. Gibbs smirked when Jordan tensed a little.
"Just go with the flow, you big Goofer." Mac joked.
"That's Miss Goofer to you, Taylor. And I'm not THAT big." Jordan head slapped him. Mac laughed at her behaviour and rubbed his head.
Gibbs took hold of her arm. "You never messed up since you came to DC. What did you do in New York?" Gibbs got a little concerned.
"Not that goofing around, Probie." Jordan smiled. "Me and Danny used to fool around a lot whenever I was in New York. You know, like Tony and Abby. Danny gave me the nickname." Jordan enlightened.
"Good, I really got a little worried here." Gibbs grinned as he laid his hand on her back and led her in to the room. "Now stop head slapping your brother." Gibbs friendly advised.
"I really need to brighten your language horizon, you Goofer." Jordan giggled as the walked in. But as she was greeted by Gibbs' entire team, Mac and Stella and Mike Franks, she was speechless.
"You were saying, Angel." Gibbs expressed his amusement.
"Hell Probie." Mike Franks greeted them. "You got yourself a real Bombshell here." He joked as he took in Jordan's size.
"One that might explode anytime now." DiNozzo chirped in. Gibbs didn't have to head slap Tony. Mike took care of that himself. "Watch it DiNozzo!" Mike cautioned. "That's no way to speak to a lady."
"Sorry, Jordan." Tony apologized.
"There'd better not be a betting pool, Tony." Jordan warned Tony.
"Mrs. Taylor, Jordan." Ducky changed the subject. "Why don't you ladies have a seat, my dears?" Ducky kissed Stella on her cheek as a welcome. "I must say pregnancy becomes you." Ducky complimented Stella.
"It's Stella, Ducky. Mrs. Taylor stayed at home and is having a little nap after the sail… erm… flight, I mean." Stella mocked causing Mac to turn a little red.
"I'll get you for that Bonasera." Mac whispered.
"I'll take you up on that, Taylor." Stella blinked at Mac.
Meanwhile Gibbs and Jordan turned their attention to Mike. "Hi Mike." Jordan greeted him with a sweet kiss. "Remember Mac and Stella?" Jordan turned her attention to her brother and sister-in-law.
"Good to see you again, Mike." Mac smiled. "Mexican sun does you real good." Mac observed his suntan.
"You should have gone back there on your honeymoon in stead of hanging around in DC." Mike reminded Mac of their honeymoon to Mexico, a gift from Jordan and Jethro.
"You look lovely, όμορφος (beautiful)." Franks kissed Stella.
"σε ευχαριστώ" Stella thanked him in Greek.
"Could we speak English here?" Tony piped in. "It's bad enough that Gibbs and Abby here have their little conferences in sign language." Tony moaned.
"Tony, please don't start whining again." Ziva chirped in. Χαίρομαι που σας ξαναβλέπω, Στέλλα. Δεν πειράζει Τόνυ." Ziva greeted Stella with a little kiss on the cheek. (Good to see you again, Stella. Never mind Tony).
"I hate it when she does that." Tony whined.
The waiter came in with the ordered drinks as on cue. The girls, all on water out of support to Stella and Jordan, excused themselves with a visit to the ladies room before dinner. The men gladly accepted their drinks.
***
Stella and Jordan led the way to the ladies room with Ziva and Abby on their tails. Jordan came back from the ladies room and washed her hands. Abby noticed something that wasn't there this morning.
"Jordan?" Abby took her hand. "This ring was not on your finger this morning." She squinted happily.
"Whoa…" Ziva chirped. "Gibbs got you that, yes?"
Jordan nodded as Ziva studied the ring. "That's a moi et toi-ring, yes?"
"Yes, Jethro had it specially made to match the necklace he gave me when he proposed." Jordan said shyly. "It's gorgeous, hon." Stella piped in. "I know Stell, I decided it will be my wedding ring." Jordan admired the ring once again.
"Not bad for a Puddy-duddy." Ziva giggled.
"A what?" Stella sniggered at Ziva's comment.
"That would be Fuddy-duddy." Abby corrected Ziva. "And Gibbs isn't that old-fashioned." Abby defended her silver-haired fox. "He's quite the opposite: caring, loving, romantic, and not to mention sexy." She wiggled her brows, causing Jordan to chuckle.
"Whatever." Ziva countered. "But it does go great with the necklace, Jordan."
"Thanks Ziva." Jordan agreed to the compliment. "I think we should get back fore the guys put out a BOLO on us."
Dinner was spent in harmony, much to Gibbs delight. He took pleasure in everyone getting along so great. He also took in Jordan yawning, which caused him a little concern.
Gibbs crooked his finger for Jordan to come closer. "You okay, Angel?" He tenderly whispered.
"Uh-hum." Jordan yawned again. "I just want to get you home ASAP." She twinkled her eyes. "Please, Jethro." She begged. Gibbs sneered at her act. He watched the time and signed to Abby that plans had changed and to get Jordan's car. Abby nodded and disappeared.
"Taking the girl home, Probie?" Mike sniggered and earned himself a glare from Gibbs.
Gibbs helped Jordan getting up. "Change of plans folks, we're heading home. Jordan's kind of tired." He tossed Mac his car keys. Stella reached out and caught them. Mac looked confused.
"You're not drinking and driving, Taylor." Stella cautioned. "Night you two, have fun." Stella flashed her right eye at Jordan.
"Catch you tomorrow, Stell. Night Mac. Night, guys!" Jordan laughed and followed Gibbs who almost dragged her out of the restaurant.
***
