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Following Gibbs into the house was strange. He had only been there a couple of times, usually hastily taken wherever he needed to be. The first to the basement when they were trying to help Ziva, the last almost five weeks ago when everything had spiraled for them. Tim looked around as they headed for the kitchen, there wasn't much in furniture, or decorations. He knew Gibbs was a minimalist by the talks from the rest of the team, but he expected a little more.

Stopping at the island, Tim watched as Gibbs started the coffee pot, then began rummaging through his fridge for something. Tim was starving, after all he was eating for two now, but he needed answers.

"Why?"

Gibbs stopped whatever he was doing, sighed, and closed the fridge to turn towards his youngest agent. "It was mostly to stop the betting. Knew they'd be upset if they all lost their money to one of us."

"You could have told me. Let me in on that part." Tim huffed, "I feel like an idiot. I'm not just some damn toy."

"I know, Tim.."

Ignoring his boss, Tim continued. "You hurt me. That night I thought, finally. Finally he's throwing out that stupid rule. I thought, maybe we could both be happy. We've been dancing around each other for years. Everyone else saw it too, that's why they started the bets."

"I know."

"Do you?" Tim was beyond angry now, his hands flying as he talked. "I took a bet too, yeah, but mine was more realistic because I never believed it would actually happen. You were keeping me at arms length and I came to terms with that. I had given up, and then that night happened. When I woke up the next morning, I was not expecting you too say what you did. It hurt, a lot."

Tim didn't realize Gibbs had stepped around the island and was now standing right in front of him, until the older man wrapped him in his arms. Tim fought it, not ready to forgive him, but he was tired. Tim closed his eyes and rested his forehead against Gibbs' shoulder.

"I'm sorry." Gibbs never apologized, it was a sign of weakness. "I'm sorry I hurt you."

"It's more then just that." Tim stood up straight, causing Gibbs to drop his arms from around him. "You deliberately placed a bet on us getting together, and actually set out for it to happen. I wondered why you had suddenly shown up at the bar that night when you always decline when we ask, but I just put it down to you checking on us after that case."

Tim sighed, rubbing a hand over his face as he took a step away from the older man he had fallen in love with years ago. "You used me."

"That's not what I set out to do." Gibbs replied, leaning his hip against the island counter and crossing his arms over his chest. "Dammit."

"You said it was mostly to stop the betting. You did it for another reason, what?"

Gibbs didn't speak for a minute and Tim didn't push him. He knew the man didn't like talking about anything that wasn't barking orders at his agents, or breaking a suspect to confess. But that didn't mean Tim expecting the man to stay silent now. He needed answers.

"You owe me an explanation."

"Yeah." Gibbs sighed, "I do."

"So talk to me."

Taking another moment, Gibbs nodded. Tim watched as he fixed himself a cup of coffee, and poured a glass of orange juice for the younger man. Together they went to sit in the living room. It was much more comfortable. Tim sat a little away from Gibbs, wanting to keep his attention on their conversation. He gave Gibbs all the time he needed to find the right words, trying not to interrupt the older man. It was pretty late into the night by the time the two men ate dinner and headed to bed. At first Tim was hesitant, he wasn't ready to be too close to Gibbs just yet, not after everything that had happened, but he also didn't have a way of getting back to his own apartment, he had left his car at work and driven over with Gibbs.

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"Probie!" Tony yelled after his teammate, his little brother, watching as the man in question ran from his desk towards the bathroom.

Without hesitation Tony was up and following Tim. He found him puking his guts out in the end stall. Two other agents were also there, both looking between Tim kneeling on the floor in front of the toilet, and Tony as he barged inside. A jerk of his head had both agents leaving as quickly as possible.

Tony turned on a tap and wet some paper towel before stepping up to Tim, handing it over his shoulder after the young man had stopped. "You good?"

"I hate this." Tim groaned as another wave hit him.

"Morning sickness. Gotta suck."

Tim groaned again as he finished, flushed the toilet and wiped at his mouth. Tony helped him back to his feet, holding him a little longer to keep him steady. Tim nodded that he was good now and moved towards the sinks to wash out his mouth just as the door opened and Ziva stepped inside.

"Zee this is the mens room! Seriously!"

Ignoring Tony, the Israeli woman stepped up to Tim, handing him a piece of gum. He smiled his thanks and popped it into his mouth. This had been the third time in the last week the teammates had been gathered in the mens room at work due to Tim's morning sickness. Tim was tired of it. The first three months he barely had any, but once he had hit the fourth month, it was like something broke.

It had been three weeks since he and Gibbs hashed things out and they seemed to be doing better. Tim was still angry with the way things had transpired between them, especially the whole betting fiasco, but now that he knew Gibbs really did not set out to hurt him, that he did want him, he was just being a stubborn ass believing Tim deserved so much better then the older man. Tim had given him a taste of his own medicine with a Gibbs-headslap.

"Ready to get back to work?"

Tim nodded and they left the mens room just as Gibbs rounded the corner.

"I'm fine. Just morning sickness again."

The team returned to the bullpen and set back to work. All three teammates keeping a close eye on their pregnant friend. Gibbs more then the other two. He knew he had royaly fucked up where it came to Tim and their currently still non-existent relationship. Honestly he didn't blame Tim, knew it was his own fault. But now half-way through his pregnancy, Gibbs just hoped they could muddle through and come out on top - preferably as a couple. A family.