Calling Home Chapter 4

A/N: This is the end. I've added the epilogue into it because it was too short to stand by itself. POVs are at the beginning of each section.

Abby

It's early when she feels the blankets shift slightly and moans softly, snuggling into Jen as she struggles to get warm. Even in sleep, Jen wraps her arms around her, and she relaxes into her. The body that presses up behind her, a hand coming to rest on her hip, makes her stiffen, opening her eyes.

"Just me," his voice is low, and she feels her heart rate spike slightly. She wants to say something, anything, but the words won't come out, "It's okay," he reassures her, "I'm here. Go back to sleep."

She awakes sometime later to find herself alone in the bed. She shivers as she slips out of the bed and moves to the shower. She takes her time drying off and dressing before she heads into the kitchen, not daring to hope. Last night had to have been a dream, right?

They're sitting across from each other, both sipping coffee and reading, Jen already showered and dressed while Gibbs looked like he didn't want to start the day, dressed in an NIS shirt and boxers. He was here. She smiles softly, watching them from the doorway. Gibbs' beard makes him look a little older, but she doesn't mind it. It makes him look even hotter.

"So," he begins, not looking up from the paper, "you and DiNozzo?"

She immediately frowns, shoots a look at Jen, who ignores it, continuing to read her own paper.

"A couple months ago," she replies, "He was hurting and I was just trying to help."

"You try to help McGee and Kate and Ziva the same way?" The jealousy in his voice makes Jen smirk, looking up at her.

"No," she starts, "Look, Gibbs…"

"Good," he cuts her off. He stands and moves to her.

"Gibbs," for a moment, she's unsure. Sure, she loved him, always had, but she was with Jen. She was happy with Jen.

He leans down, his lips a few inches from her lips. She physically shakes, digging her fingers into her palms to keep herself steady; his voice is no more than a growl, "Never again."

"Ok," she breathes out.

He smirks, "Go kiss Jen. Gotta get a shower."

He brushes past her, and she pouts softly until Jen lets out a sigh, "Come sit and get some coffee."

"I don't want any coffee," She's being stubborn, they both know it, but Jen smirks up at her.

"What do you want then?"

She rests her head against the wall, closes her eyes, "Both of you."

"We'll see," is all Jen says, and she blinks, looking at her with confusion, but Jen ignores the look, motions to the chair that Gibbs had left, "We have work soon, so come get coffee."

Reluctantly, she takes a seat, accepting the cup Jen pours for her. She takes the sip, looks over at her lover, "He's really here, right? I'm not dreaming."

"He's upstairs, getting ready for work."

"And he knows what's going on with everyone?"

"Mhmm," Jen replies, "He'll make everything okay, Abbs. We tried our best."

Gibbs

Kate and Ziva would be the easiest situation to get done first. He thought about how to approach the subject the entire way to the office. In the end, he decided it was just best to do it discreetly. He had them both meet him in the gym, but he made sure not to the tell the other. He was sure if they knew the other was coming, they wouldn't show up. They walked in and seeing him, started to turn around.

"Stop." He growled.

The turned back to him, looked at one another and then walked up to him.

Could they be any more obvious? It was clear they both wanted more but wouldn't try to move past a sexual relationship.

"One of you had better ask the other out before I head slap you both into next week!"

"But Gibbs, Rule 12," Kate started. He'd made that rule because of Jen, because he wanted to prevent anyone else from getting hurt, because he knew that sometimes personal relationships could interfere. But with Ziva and Kate?

"Rule 51," he interjected.

"51?" Ziva questioned.

They both looked confused, and for good reason. He'd just made it up. He had to remember to write it down.

"Sometimes you're wrong." He stood and headed for the door, "You two make a good couple. See where it goes."

McGee was next. He told him to come with him for a coffee run, so that should've been his first clue, but the young man looked hung over. The elevator doors slide shut. Safely inside his "office," he hit the emergency switch, turning to the Probie. McGee looked both relieved he was there and scared to death. He held back a smirk, handing him a post-it note, "Call that number, get help and then follow the 12-step program!" He ended the sentence with a head slap.

For a moment, McGee looked confused, and then he stepped forward and hugged him, "I'm so glad you're back, Boss."

He hugged him back, feeling the man start to shake, "Missed you too, Tim."

Tony was last. He called the man to come over to his place after work. His senior field agent was someone he was supposed to be able to trust, and yet the thought of his hands on Abby made his blood boil, so he'd saved the man for last. Probably because every time he thought of a way to approach the subject, he wanted to beat the hell out of him.

He just had to remain calm. The two shots of jack helped. DiNozzo descended the stairs in typical DiNozzo fashion, grinning like an idiot.

"Look, Boss, I know you probably wanna thank me for leading the team…" He was up in DiNozzo's face, pushing him against the wall, his lips brushing against the younger man's ear, "Boss?"

Calm, Jethro, calm. "If you so much as look at Abby the wrong way, I will castrate you myself."

Tony swallowed roughly, "Understood."

He added a head slap just to make sure.

It's an hour or so after Tony leaves that he hears the front door open, two different sets of footprints enter. He looks at the clean basement, frowns. He really needed to start another boat. All he wanted was them. And maybe their relationship wasn't what society deemed as normal, but what he wanted was both Jen and Abby. And maybe they wanted that too.

"Gibbs?"

He headed towards the stairs.

Epilogue: A month later

McGee

He smiled as he let Tony into his apartment. It had taken awhile to gather the courage to talk to the man about his problem, but Tony had been ready to help him through his addiction, helping him clean up his apartment and attending AA with him.

"Ok Probie, old-fashioned Godzilla and popcorn and snacks, even got some soda pop."

"Thanks Tony."

Tony grinned, "Not every day you get your life back on track."

Kate

She scanned the restaurant before finding Ziva sitting at a booth in the back. God, she looked stunning. She smiled softly as she reached her, sitting across from her.

"Hi," she greeted softly.

Ziva smiled at her, "Hi. You look lovely, Kate."

She felt a blush slip onto her cheeks, "You do too, Z."

This was really happening. This was an actual date. She almost thought she was dreaming, but she knew it was real.

Abby

She bit her lip softly, standing in the doorway to Gibbs' bedroom. They'd done a lot of cleaning to get his house habitable again after him being gone for so long, but this was still a sacred room.

"Are you sure, Gibbs? You haven't slept in here since..." Shannon, she finished in her head.

"Come on," he took her hand, smiling gently.

Jen pressed a soft kiss to her cheek, nudging her, "You want the middle?"

"Yeah," she worried her bottom lip with her teeth, "but are you sure, Gibbs?"

He pulled her into a kiss, and she pressed closer to him, deepening it. Jen's fingers found her hips, stroking absentmindedly while she pressed soft kisses against her neck.

When he released her, she moved instinctively towards the bed.

His voice is low in her ear as he and Jen got on either side of her, "I'm sure, Abby."

She closed her eyes, relishing the feeling of being between them. It was all she wanted, "Never leave again."

A/N: Hope you enjoyed. Please review!