I walked up to the front of the apartment nervously; my heart felt like it could explode at any given moment. My palms became sweaty, the sun was beating down on me and I looked around the street—it seemed like a decent neighborhood and I looked at the note and made sure I was at the right address. I took a deep breath and walked up to the door pressing the button for the Apartment Jeanne was staying at. "Hello?" asked a woman. "Hi, I'm looking for Jeanne Benoit," I said. "She is not at home, she is at work," replied the woman in a broken English accent. "I'm a friend and I wanted to surprise her—can you tell me where she works?" I asked and the lady told me the address and gave me directions and I left. I walked towards the Children's hospital and I slowly entered through the doors. I walked towards the front desk. "Hello, I'm a friend of Jeanne Benoit's and I wanted to surprise her—can you tell me what time she gets out?" I asked. "In four hours" replied the lady, it was already 4 p.m. and I nodded.

I walked towards a local store and I bought a cheap table and then I bought two nice chairs, a nice table cloth, a candle, some wine and I hailed down a taxi and took it to the hospital in a secluded area. I waited and set everything up and at 8 p.m. Jeanne walked out talking eagerly in French to some older lady. I'd gotten us some expensive French food from a nice restaurant. "Jeanne!" I called running to where she was and she stopped talking immediately. I stopped in front of her. "Jeanne," I said looking at her. "What are you doing here Tony?" she asked angrily. The older lady looked between Jeanne and I and Jeanne smiled and waved goodbye. I looked at Jeanne; hurt etching its way across her face. "I meant it when I said I love you Jeanne," I said quietly motioning towards the table. She slowly and hesitantly followed me and I sighed. "You don't have to speak at all, but let me talk," I said.

"Your father…my Director had something against him from a long time ago. She put me on this mission to get close to you to get to him. But…a few months into it—I realized I was actually enjoying myself, I actually enjoyed being around you, I was actually enjoying our time together and looking forward to seeing you. And then…I—I started to fall in love with you Jeanne. I tried to be pulled off the mission so I could come clean to you but the Director refused it and I couldn't leave my team at that time though they were all jerks. What I told you about my father, it was all true, what I said about my mother, my school, my friends—everything was true except my career and my last name. Jeanne…our love…what we had? It wasn't fake. These past few weeks…I haven't been able to crack a smile, I haven't been able to laugh—I sit on the couch and I wish you were there with me. Jeanne…I can't live without you. I love you and I wanted to prove to you that I will go wherever you go because that's how much I love you. If you can't ever love me again, if you hate me—tell me to go…but know that my heart will always belong to you and if you want me to leave—I will. But know that you will always be the holder for my heart," I said taking a deep breath.

Jeanne breathed in slowly, taking in my words and knowing I meant them. "Because Jeanne—a coworker said if I loved you—I needed to prove it. I was going to just sit around and I honestly thought that if I left you alone—you'd be happy…but I remembered all the times we spent together and how happy you were…and Jeanne…I know you probably just can't 'forgive me' that simply—but we can try to start over, or carry on and you know everything about me—or you can tell me to leave and I will go," I said staring at her, waiting for an answer. "Because with every mess—you can always clean up. Every broken boat can be fixed, it takes time, and patience and a true love and desire to fix it" I said and I met her eyes. "I believe our relationship can be fixed," I whispered. "It's going to take time, patience and love and desire" replied Jeanne and I nodded. Jeanne looked at me and I slowly stood up in her silence. "It's alright…I understand," I said and I walked a few yards away when I heard running behind me. I turned around and Jeanne shoved me. I put my hands up and she hit me on the chest.

"I WANTED TO HATE YOU! I WANTED TO PRETEND YOU WERE DEAD! I WANTED TO PRETEND NOTHING WAS EVER HAPPENING AND THAT WE NEVER EXISTED! I WANTED TO MOVE ON! WHY COULDN'T YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE? WHY DID YOU HAVE TO COME BACK?" yelled Jeanne beating on my chest with every question. "WHY TONY?" she yelled through tears. I carefully grabbed her wrists and I met her eyes. "Because I love you, Jeanne" I replied and she began to cry and she put her head against my chest. "I just wanted to hate you, Tony. You couldn't even let me do that" said Jeanne and I kissed her forehead hugging her. "I love you Jeanne," I replied and she held onto me closely. "I love you too, Tony" she whispered and I smiled. "So…I'm staying at a hotel…" I began and Jeanne smiled. "We'll talk about plans later…" said Jeanne. I snuck in another kiss and we walked to the hotel.

I sat at the big desk rubbing my face. Three years had changed everything. Three years ago, I flew to France to admit my love to Jeanne, three years ago I left behind the only family I had in D.C. for Jeanne and three years ago I got Jeanne pregnant. I smiled to myself as I picked up the picture on the desk of my son, James Leroy DiNozzo with Jeanne holding him and I've got my arms wrapped around her and a smile on my face. There was a knock on the door before it opened. Jeanne entered with a smile and I stood up with a smile. "Hey," I greeted her as I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her. "Hi to you too…how's your day going?" she asked as I led her towards the desk so I could sit on top of it. "Great, yours?" I asked my eyes going to the picture of the NCIS gang and I. "Decently," replied Jeanne looking at the picture. "Three years…" said Jeanne. "Three years," I agreed sneaking in another kiss with a smile. "You talk to them a lot still right?" she asked. "Not as much…" I admitted to my wife. Jeanne frowned at this.

"Why not?" she asked honestly confused. "Because I love you, I love James, I love France, but I love them. They were my family Jeanne, you are my family now," I said and Jeanne smiled at this. "Well…I've decided I'd like to meet this family you've told me so much about" said Jeanne. "Them? They're in D.C. Jeanne…and if we left for D.C. I probably wouldn't want to come back," I admitted and Jeanne shrugged. "Which is why I put in my notice at the Children's Hospital, I've been apartment looking and I put down a down payment on one and I began to pack up James room today. Tony…I don't have family—you can't leave your family," began Jeanne. "Jeanne…you are my family. I'm your family, you're my wife—we have a son," I began. "But they are also your family and I was selfish for making you chose. I want you to call your director—ask for a spot on the team again," said Jeanne. "It isn't that simple," I began and Jeanne slipped me a letter. "It is that simple because I've done it for you and you're going to give her your two week beginning notice today," said Jeanne and I smiled hugging her.

"Okay, so Abby Scuito is the Forensic Scientist whose like a baby sister to everyone, Tim McGee is an Agent who is called Probie and is like a baby brother, Ziva is the Ninja from Israel who's like a hot sister, Jimmy is like the little brother/awkward cousin and Ducky is like the grandfather and Gibbs is like the dad?" asked Jeanne holding James' hand. "That's correct…relax Jeanne—they don't know I'm here yet. They'll love you and they'll love James. Believe me," I said. "Won't they hate me for stealing you away?" asked Jeanne. I chuckled at her insecurity. "Nope," I said grabbing her hand and the other hand of our son. "Come next to daddy, James" I said and I led the way in. "Tony! Long time no see!" called a guard and he let us pass through. "Let's start with Ducky and Jimmy" I said and I took us to autopsy.

"You see here, Mr. Palmer? Do you see how—Jethro, I told you. We just got the body," began Ducky not bothering to turn away. "I'd hate to think I'm greying already—babe, honey—can you look to tell me if I'm greying?" I asked in a light-teasing tone and Jimmy and Ducky immediately turned around. I smiled widely at them. "Tony!" said Jimmy running up to me. He tackled me into a brotherly hug while Ducky hugged Jeanne. "Hello dear," greeted Ducky. "Hey Ducky," greeted Jeanne with a smile. "Who's this young fellow?" asked Ducky. "Ducky, this is our son James Leroy DiNozzo" I said looking at Jimmy with a smile who's smiled widened. "Really Tony? I'm totally honored!" said Jimmy looking at the almost 2 3/4ths boy. "Hey fella, my name is James" greeted Jimmy. "Uncle Jimmy!" squealed James putting his hands up. "You told him about me?" asked Jimmy surprised and Jeanne smiled and nodded. "Grandpa Ducky!" said James reaching for Ducky. Ducky kissed him on the head and held him close. "You're visiting?" asked Jimmy hugging Jeanne. "We're back for good—I start next Monday but no one knows—we came to surprise the team" I said hugging Ducky as James reached for Jimmy again.

"You do know our next stop will be Abby," said Ducky. "Our?" I asked. "You don't think Mr. Palmer and I would let you see Abby without us? I've got to know my grandson" joked Ducky and I smiled as I reached for James who wanted Ducky again. I laughed as I took Jeanne's hand and we went into Abby's lab. "Abbs! You should turn that down!" I called and Abby turned around shutting off the music. "TONY!" yelled Abby tackling me into a hug. She proceeded to meet James and Jeanne and followed Ducky, Jimmy, Jeanne, James and I up to the bullpen after hugging me and Jeanne like five thousand times and once James said Aunt Abby he had won her heart and she took him from Ducky eagerly. "I'm just going to spoil you rotten, kiddo" she said and he laughed clapping his hands. Jeanne was nervous and I could feel her hands tensing.

"I DON'T CARE MCGEE!" yelled Gibbs obviously frustrated. "I NEED IDEAS, PEOPLE" yelled Gibbs standing up. I smiled. "It's always the spouse!" I called and Gibbs looked at me. "I mean really, Boss—it is ALWAYS the spouse," I said and Jeanne poked me in the gut. "Tony," she whispered giggling. "Seriously" I said smiling wider. "Tony!" said McGee. "Tony!" said Ziva standing up and smiling. "Meet Jeanne DiNozzo, Jeanne—meet Ziva David, Probie Timmy McGee and my boss, my surrogate father—Leroy Jethro Gibbs. Guys…meet Jeanne and…James Leroy DiNozzo" I said smiling as Ziva walked over and hugged me and shook hands with Jeanne. "These people will be having my back when I'm on the field, babe" I explained. Gibbs walked over and I hugged him close. "I've missed you…dad" I said and Gibbs smacked the back of my head. "I've missed you too. I expect you three over at 1900 tonight," said Gibbs and I chuckled nodding. "Wouldn't miss my Thursday night meal, dad" I joked easily and for the rest of the day, we hung out together. Now I was with my family—all of my family and I couldn't be happier.

Author's note:

So when I decided to write this, it was going to be a one shot of Tony, Gibbs and Jeanne. But then I decided to show Tony smooth things over with Abby and leave it at that. But then I decided to show Tony smooth things over with McGee and Ziva. Then I was just going to leave it at that, but I got a request asking for Tony and Jeanne to get back together and decided to do this. I've been super busy so I hadn't been able to create long chapters like I'd like to but if I can do one or two shots or short stories like this regularly I probably will.

For the longest time I loved Tony/Jeanne and thought Tony/Ziva aka Tiva was stupid, but I actually love Tony and Ziva but I decided to do a Tony and Jeanne story first because I was recently watching the episodes with Tony and Jeanne and it reminded me why I loved them together, but with the producers, I'd be just as happy if they put Tony with Ziva. Thanks for reading.