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"Hey I heard about the craziness that was you're last case. The victim who ended up being more then a little crazy and blew her and her lover up. Yeah I think that just might be a first. I brought you some Bourbon." Tim came down the stairs the bottle clenched in his hands. "Oh" he stopped at the bottom to see his father working on the boat and a mysterious red head sitting in the corner. He cleared his throat.
"Hello Ma'am" he nodded. "Well it looks like you're busy so I'll just leave this hear for you and be on my way." He put the bottle down on the table near him and turned to leave.
"No, no I should go I have work I've been putting off anyway. You stay here young man." The woman got up and gathered her coat. "I'm Jean by the way."
"Tim." Tim took her offered hand looking over at his father.
"Well Tim its nice to meet you."
"You too." He looked quizzical trying to remember if his father had mentioned a new girlfriend but just mentally shrugged it off. He watched her leave before turning towards his father. "New Girlfriend?"
"Friend." He said turning back towards his boat.
"Yeah Okay. So you want me to pour this." He motioned towards the bottle.
"Yeah that's fine. You'll have to get some cups from the kitchen."
"On it." Tim ran up the stairs to the kitchen and came back a minute later two cups clutched in his hands pouring the Bourbon into the cups. He passed on to his father before taking his own. "So going to tell me about potential ex wife number four." He leaned against a table crossing his feet.
"Not much to tell. I'm not going to marry her and she travels a lot I met her in line to get coffee one day. We hang out some times but like I said she's big into PR so she travels a lot isn't around to much. We get together when she's in town. That' it."
"I see." Tim looked over at his father sure there was more to it but dropping the subject. "Here let me help you." He grabbed a tool and started to work on the boat beside his father. In silence father and son worked together as they had years in the past.
"You're going to make me help you carry this one up the stairs too aren't you?" Tim looked at him.
"Probably."
"Just don't name it something stupid and then burn it. I would actually like to get on this one. Not watch it go up in flames." Tim narrowed his eyes looking at his father as he remembered the Diana.
Gibbs chuckled thinking about the now gone boat. "Okay I promise no naming this or future boats after ex or future boats. No I think I'll name this one Kelly."
"She would love it." Tim said running his hand along the grain. "She always loved helping you with the boats.
"Yeah that she did."
"You know your Agent DiNozzo still calls me to help with his computer problems."
"Does he now? Well I'd take that as a compliment. He doesn't work well with others most of the time."
"you're telling me. He reminds me a lot of you. Gruff but good at his job.
"Well thank you for that."
"You're welcome." Tim smirked. As they worked side by side on the boat. "How about I order a pizza."
"Sounds good to me." Gibbs agreed.
"Pepperoni and Sausage?" Time asked earning a nod from his father. He ordered the pizza and half an hour later they sat in the kitchen eating.
"It's getting late I think you should stay the night." Tim looked at the clock going on midnight.
"Okay I'll have to get early to make it into work but okay." After that they two men said good night both heading to their separate rooms.
Tim woke up the next morning and went to the closet thankful that a few of his suits where there from times he'd stayed before. He went and showered dressed and headed to the kitchen. Starting the coffee pot he pulled down some cereal. He ate it as he waited for the coffee to finish and pulled down a travel mug filling it with the steaming liquid and making sure the lid was on tight he hurried out the door not wanting to be late for work.
Gibbs came down half an hour later smiling slightly to find the coffee. It had been nice to have Tim in the house again. it hadn't been so fun to have to explain Jean but still nice to see Jean. Taking a cup of the coffee and pouring more into the travel mug he got ready to head into work himself.
A/N so I gave the mysterious red head a name. Thanks to everyone who reviewed.
