The two youngest girls stepped to the podium.

At fifteen, Tali was the perfect cross between Damon and Ziva. She was modelesque – willowy thin. Her raven hair she kept short and her eyes, so like her mother's, looked out at the gathered crowd.

"My name is Tali Werth. I'm the daughter of Damon and Ziva David Werth. On behalf of the Gibbs family, I want to thank you for being here today. Many of you have already expressed your sympathies to the family and we are grateful."

The other girl was an Abby clone. Except for the brilliant mind that she had inherited from her father, there was no obvious indication that Tim had participated in the conception. She had Abby's bubbly personality, huggy ways and hated arguments among those she loved the most.

"My name is Roxy Shannon McGee and my parents are Timothy and Abigail Sciuto McGee. It was g-dad's wishes," she paused and then smiled broadly, "well everyone knows G-dad didn't do wishes. So, really, it was G-dad's final orders that the kids be in charge of this service. And, we learned quickly, you follow G-dad's orders."

Various snickers and giggles could be heard as Roxy continued, "So, to those of you who will do most of the speaking, I give you the Boss' final instructions. Keep it short and simple. There's only so much time before a person's ass goes numb and that is not allowed to happen during this time."

At that comment, the crowd erupted, all knowing that it was definitely the words of Gibbs. Beside her, Callie saw Tim roll his eyes and shake his head as he spoke, "She did not just say that!"

Leaning forward she caught Abby's eye and the mischievous glint as the lab tech responded, "Wonder why he chose her to deliver that particular message?"

On Callie's left, Tony sat, stone quiet, eyes front. Still no emotions colored his visage.

Roxy continued, "The first person to speak will be Midshipman Donald Anthony DiNozzo, son of Anthony DiNozzo and Callie Harris."

The young man that approached the podium was dressed in the formal uniform of the Naval Academy. Donnie was Callie's twin. His hair was the same vibrant red as his mother but his eyes were more hazel than green. He had Tony's build but had never been interested in sports. He had also inherited Callie's mind for books and analysis.

"Let me begin by saying that although I didn't follow in the steps of G-dad's beloved Corps, it is all his fault that I'm bound for the Navy. What he gave me was a love of the sea through the many times he took me sailing…"

FLASHBACK – TWO YEARS

Tonight there were four at the dinner table. Kelly was finishing up her second year at dad's Alma mater, Ohio State and T.J. was absent because of the part-time job he had. So, tonight it was Gibbs, Donnie, Callie and Tony who had made it home at a reasonable hour. The talk was genial, good natured, as it should be with families. During a brief lull, Gibbs spoke to Donnie.

"Now's as good a time as any, Don."

Tony stopped in mid-bite and looked from the Boss to his son, "As good a time as any for what?"

Clearing his throat, Donald answered, "Dad, Mom, I've made up my mind what I'm doing after high school."

"And that is?" Tony continued.

"I've received an appointment to Annapolis."

The words fell into the silence like pennies dropped on a table.

"How is that possible, son? You know it requires Congressional appointment. And, I…" Tony was interrupted by his son.

"I know, Dad. That's why I didn't come to you for help. I knew that your position with NCIS would make it impossible for you to be involved. So, I went to G-dad." He finished, turning with obvious awe and admiration to the Boss.

"You did this?" Tony asked incredulously.

Smiling that rare Gibbs smile, he answered, "I didn't piss off everyone I ever knew, DiNozzo. I still have a few friends in high places."

Looking from his Boss to his son, Tony questioned, "And this is what you want?"

"Yes, sir." Donnie answered seriously.

Looking towards Callie, DiNozzo asked, "And your opinion, Ms. Harris?"

Callie smiled, "It's about time I got some help! It's lonely being the only squid in a room full of jarheads."

Donnie laughed, knowing how G-dad and Damon had tormented his mother endlessly. Tony shook his head as he reached across to shake his son's hand.

"Congratulations."

END FLASHBACK

Donnie continued, "I also loved being in the workshop with G-dad. While the others thought it a punishment to sand or sort screws, I loved the lessons of quiet patience and pride that were taught."

FLASHBACK – TWO DAYS

"Donnie?" Callie walked into the work shed, the place she knew she'd find this particular DiNozzo male.

"Mom?"

"These are for you," And she handed the boy a packet of papers.

Looking through them, Donnie's eyes began to mist over. So much like his father, attempting not to show his emotions, his voice caught as he replied.

"That's the title to The Zephyr."

Callie nodded and smiled, "You built it together, Donald, and he knew how much you enjoyed it. The one thing he wanted was for the boat to belong to someone who would cherish it as much as he did." Donnie nodded, as Callie continued, "He also left you everything here in the shop."

Donnie looked around the room that held his best recollections of his grandfather. Callie added, "Kelly owns the house so I'm sure she'll keep everything here for you until you're ready to take them."

He nodded and closed the gap, wrapping his short mother in a bear hug as tears ran down his face.

END FLASHBACK

"I can only think of one way to end," Donnie closed, looking first to his stoic father, and then the rest of the people who were his family, "Fair winds and following seas."