Here we go! Chapter 12! Enjoy :-)
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Jane, McGee, Ziva, Abby, Palmer and Ducky sat amongst the crowd inside the packed cafe.
"Wow! Your Mom sure got a turn out," said Ziva.
"Who would have thought that a place that used to sell coffee that tasted like dirty socks could attract attention like this?" said McGee.
Angela walked up to them with a big smile. "Hey you guys! You made it! What do you think?"
"Angela, this place looks amazing!" said Abby.
"Yeah, Ma, You did a great job. I'm really proud of you," said Jane. "
"Aww, Janie!" Angela wrapped Jane into a tight hug.
"No hugs! No hugs!" Jane squirmed in Angela's hold.
Angela let go of Jane looking around the table. "No Gibbs?"
"Gibbs isn't really the crowd type," said Abby.
"Darn, I got a special blend of coffee I think would be right up his alley."
"What is it? Octane flavored?" chuckled Palmer.
Angela playfully slapped Palmer on the arm. "So what can I get you all? Our breakfast special is pancakes, eggs and your choice of sausage or bacon?"
"The pancakes aren't shaped like bunnies, are they?" asked Jane.
"Only if you want them to be, sweetheart."
Jane rolled her eyes. "Give me the special."
"I'll take one of the specials too, Angela," said McGee.
"I will too. But no bacon or sausage," said Ziva.
"We have turkey sausage or bacon," said Angela.
"Then I will have turkey bacon."
"Make it a double," added Abby.
"I'll take a special as well," said Palmer. "And do you have tea?"
"Any kind you like."
"Black, please."
"I'll have Earl Grey," smiled Ducky.
"I'll have mine with a coffee, black."
Angela turned around to see Gibbs standing behind her. "Agent Gibbs! You came!" smiled Angela. "What a surprise!"
"Breakfast is the most important meal."
"It sure is," Angela looked the silver hair agent up and down a gesture that didn't go unnoticed by Jane. "You want sausage or bacon."
"Surprise me."
Angela blushed. "Okay, I'll bring your order over as soon as it's ready," Angela walked away.
Gibbs looked at his team who had all eyes fixed on him. "What?"
"Nothing," said everyone in unison trying to deny their actions.
"Care to join us, Gibbs?" Jane gestured toward an empty chair at the table.
Gibbs sat down. "Any updates on the case?"
"Quinn gave us some useful insight into the last owners of the house we found the bodies in. Waiting on Maura to look them over, see if they fit the profile or if they have a connection to Hoyt," said Jane.
"Where is Kate? I thought her and Tony would be here."
Jane smiled. "They had a personal matter to tend to."
Kate sat on the cushioned table, her feet dangling over the edge, nervously biting her lip.
Tony placed a hand on her shaky knee, seated in a chair next to her. "Honey, calm down. Why are you so nervous?"
"Do you realize I sent a third of this pregnancy vomiting uncontrollably. I just can't help but worry that something is wrong with the baby because of it."
"Nothing is wrong, Kate. You and the baby are just fine. Relax."
There was a knock at the door and in walked Sara, all smiles. "How's my favorite couple?"
"I'm sure you say that to all your couples," replied Tony.
"Actually, I don't. I also don't tell all my couples that's they have the most beautiful babies because let's be honest, some babies look like E.T.!" joked Sara. "So Kate, how have you since we last saw each other?"
"Fine, I guess," answered Kate.
"You guess?"
"She's worried that because of my rocky first trimester that the baby may suffer from it," explained Tony.
Sara placed a hand on Kate's shoulder. "You have nothing to worry about, Kate. Plenty of women with hyperemesis gravidarum go on to have healthy babies and I am going to do all I can to make sure you do."
A coy smile crossed Kate's face.
"So let's try this again. Kate, how have you been, given that you are in the midst of one of the greatest experiences of a woman's life?"
"I'm good."
"That's great! How has the vomiting been?"
"It's nearly stopped and I'm able to keep food down."
Sara opened Kate's chart. "So you're eating normally again?"
"Maybe a little more than normal."
"Well in your case, that's a good thing. You have managed to regain the weight you lost but you still need to put on weight for your baby's sake. So Dad," Sara looked at Tony. "Anything Mommy wants she gets. Just try to keep it healthy."
"I think I can do that," smiled Tony. "So when should she start feeling the baby move. All the books say you can feel movement around this time."
"You haven't felt any movement in there yet?" asked Sara to Kate.
"I have had quickening for a few weeks but Tony is feeling left out," said Kate, gently rubbing her belly.
"Is it so wrong that I want to feel my kid kick?" questioned Tony.
"It does seem to be quite a memorable event for fathers to feel their child's movements for the first time. Just give it some time, Tony. You should be able to feel little kicks here soon. With that said let's get to the ultrasound and see your little one, shall we?"
Sara set up the ultrasound machine, having Kate lay back as she squeezed the cold gel onto her stomach. Placing the wand on her belly, Sara rolled it about revealing the image of Tony and Kate's baby.
Tony took hold of Kate's hand, placing a gentle kiss on the back of it.
"Everything looks great. Good size, good position. Are you two interested in finding out the sex of the baby today? You're twenty weeks so we should be able to tell."
"Yes, we are," replied Kate.
"Okay, just give me a minute," Sara focused on the screen moving the wand about Kate's stomach. "Okay, here we go."
"Is it a boy or a girl?" asked Tony, filled with excitement.
Sara looked up at Kate who was looking at the screen, her hand over her mouth trying to contain the happy smile on her face. "I think Kate knows."
Tony looked at Kate. "You can tell what it is?"
Kate nodded. "It's a girl!"
"Seriously?"
"Yes! We're having a baby girl!"
"Congratulations!" Sara turned off the machine, handing Kate a towel to clean herself up. "I will go print out some photos for you. I want to see you again in four weeks alright, Kate?"
"Alright," replied Kate.
Sara left the room.
Kate sat up, looking at Tony who was staring off into space. "Earth to Tony."
Tony looked up at Kate. "We're having a girl." He smiled as he stood up, placing his hands on Kate's stomach, he kissed her softly. "It's a girl! A little baby girl! A little baby daughter! A little baby, you!"
"You're happy?"
"Yes! Boy or girl, I would be happy but a girl, that means I get to have two of you," Tony smiled. "What am I going to do with a little Kate running around?"
Kate laughed.
"Come on let's get you ladies out of here. What do you say we go get some breakfast to celebrate? We can go to that café you love so much."
"Actually, Angela's café re-opened today. Why don't we go there? Show our support."
"Sounds good to me."
Tony held the door for Kate as they walked into the cafe.
Angela caught sight of the couple and huge grin crossed her face. She frantically began to wave from behind the corner.
Tony and Kate approached her.
"Hey, you two! You made it! And you just missed the morning rush! Jane and the rest were here, even Gibbs! It was packed!"
"You really turned this place around, Angela," said Kate.
"Thank you! People keep telling me how great my food is. I heard quite a few customers say they were coming back for lunch." Angela clapped with joy. "So how did the ultrasound go?"
Tony grinned, wrapping his arm around Kate's waist. "We're having a girl!"
"I told you!" Angela screamed with excitement.
Everyone in the cafe looked at the trio.
"I knew it! I'm going to have a granddaughter!"
"Angela, you don't have to tell the entire world," said Kate.
"Sorry. Is she okay? Your morning sickness didn't affect her did it?"
"No, she's fine. I still need to put on more weight for her though."
"I got that covered. I'll whip you up some of the morning specials. Go take a seat, I'll send them over with the waiter."
Tony and Kate took a table next to the window.
Tony reached into his pocket pulling out a copy of the ultrasound photos, running his finger over the black and white image.
"Why do you keep looking at that?" asked Kate.
"Because I still can't believe we are going to have a daughter.
Can you image me with a little girl?"
"Yes and she is going to be showered with nothing but love from her Daddy."
"I can already tell I'm going to be chasing off boys left and right."
"Why is that?" asked Kate.
Tony turned the photo around. "Because she's just as beautiful as her mother."
"You can't tell what she will look like from an ultrasound photo. For all we know she will come out looking like you."
"Nah! That profile has Kate written all over it!"
A few minutes later, a young, scruffy, dark haired man approached the table with a tray of food.
"Angela asked me to bring this over to you." He placed the food on the table.
"Thanks," replied Tony. "This looks great!"
"It is great. Angela is a whiz in the kitchen. Are you friends of hers?"
"Yes we are," replied Kate. "I'm Kate, this is Tony."
"Tosh."
"Tosh? That's a weird name," said Tony.
Kate elbowed Tony.
Tosh laughed. "I get that a lot. You two from around here?"
"We work over at NCIS," said Kate.
"Oh, so I will be seeing you two around here often?"
"I guess so."
"Cool! I will leave you to your meal. Nice meeting you Kate, Tony," Tosh returned to the counter.
"He was nice," said Kate.
"I guess," said Tony looking over his food. "I'm starving!" Tony picked up his fork to eat.
Kate reached over plucking a piece of bacon off Tony's plate, taking a bite.
"Hey! How do you know I didn't want that?"
"Because the baby wanted it and whatever baby wants baby gets, remember? You wouldn't want to deny our daughter, would you?"
Tony laughed. "Why do I get the feeling you both will have me wrapped around your fingers?"
Kate flashed her dimpled smile.
Tony took a bite of his food. "Did you finish looking over the Sawyers?"
Kate nodded. "I think we may be onto something with them. The father, Thomas, had quite the history of violence. Particularly with his wife."
"Our victims were beaten to death. Did you look into his sons?"
"Yes, the youngest has a moderate case of mental retardation, the likelihood of him doing this is low."
"What about the oldest boy?"
"I couldn't find anything on him. I tried but I don't have access to information like a special agent, even though I'm doing special agent work."
"You're the best profiler we have, got to put you to work."
"I came back to NCIS as a medical examiner not an agent, remember?"
"You know you like being able to be Special Agent Isles every now and then."
Kate tilted her head.
"You want me to look into them for you?"
"Please. I also want talk to Julie Winters."
"Who is Julie Winters?"
"She's Tom Sawyer's stepdaughter. She is the only member of the family that is listed as being local. She lives in Baltimore, she could have valuable insight. I'm going to check in with Ducky and Palmer and then go talk to her."
"Agents do interviews. You aren't supposed to be in the field, remember? I will talk to Julie."
"And I'm coming with you."
"Why do you need to be there?"
"Do you want to know if these people are involved or not?"
The infliction in Kate's voice let Tony know it was probably best to let Kate have her way, so he said nothing.
Kate's cellphone vibrated on the table. Kate looked at her phone in question. "That's odd."
"What?"
"Jane just sent me a picture of a handbag."
"For what?"
Kate typed in her phone. "What is the purpose of this photo?"
Kate's phone vibrated again. "It will match with your daughter. Congratulations! I can't wait to meet my baby fashion-niece-a," read Kate with a smile. "Angela must have told Jane we are having a girl."
"I don't get it." Tony's phone buzzed. He reached into his pocket and read the screen. "It's from Jane. "I will be purchasing another one of these to protect my niece from guys like you." One of what?"
The phone vibrated again.
"Oh, real mature, Jane!"
"What?" inquired Kate.
Tony showed Kate his phone. "It's a baseball bat!"
Kate burst into laughter.
Jane accompanied Kate and Tony on the ride to Baltimore.
Knocking on the door of the townhouse, Julie Winters, a brunette woman in her early forties, opened the door to the house to see Tony, Jane and Kate standing on the other side.
Tony flashed his badge at the woman. "Julie Winters?"
"Yes?"
"Special Agent Tony DiNozzo, Special Agent Jane Rizzoli, Dr. Caitlin Isles, NCIS. May we come in?"
Julie allowed them inside. "What is NCIS?"
"Naval criminal investigative services," explained Jane.
"What does the navy want with me?"
"We want to talk to you about the psychological state of your step family," said Kate.
"What?"
Jane cut her eyes at Kate. "It amazing how your mind can be so Kate but your mouth is so Maura," she whispered.
Kate looked confused.
"We have some questions we want to ask you about Thomas Sawyer."
"My stepfather? What about him?"
"What can you tell us about him?"
"I couldn't stand him. He was an evil creep. I don't know how my mother ended up with him."
"What do you mean?" asked Kate.
Julie was quiet. "My mother was always looking for love in all the wrong places. My grandfather was an alcoholic, paid more attention to the bottle than her so she took whatever attention she could get from men. That's how she ended up with me at sixteen. If it wasn't for my father and grandmother stepping up to raise me, I don't know how I would have ended up but she got it completely wrong with Thomas. She met him when I was nine, by the time I was ten they were married and she was pregnant with Jacks and Carl."
"Was Thomas abusive to your mother?"
"Yes. She was always covered in bruises, her and the boys. Of course, he would deny hitting them and her nor the boys would say."
"Did you ever have a problem with Thomas?" asked Jane.
Julie froze. "What does that have to do with anything? What is all this about?"
"Just trying to get information."
"I don't like to talk about it. It was so long ago."
"It's okay, Julie. You can tell us," reassured Kate.
Julie took a deep breath. "Once, Thomas tried to rape me."
"Tried?"
"I was visiting my mother and brothers and Thomas came into my room while I was changing and attacked me. He penned me on the bed and started touching me."
"Where was your mother when this happened?"
"In the yard hanging up laundry, she couldn't hear me screaming but the boys did. They were fourteen at the time and they fought him off of me."
"Good boys," said Tony.
"Yeah, they were. I loved those boys."
"You speak of them in past tense," mentioned Kate.
"I lost touch with my brothers after my mom died. Last I heard, Carl was in some assisted living community and Jackson went off to college. He come to visit me once that was an experience."
"Why is that?" asked Kate.
"He just wasn't the same Jackson. He's eyes weren't the same. He was going to school for criminal justice and psychology and he was starting to become obsessed with killers and their ways. Particularly this one, I don't remember his name but he talked about him all the time. He was the reason he wanted to go to graduate school in Boston. He wanted to do his thesis on him, interview him, and study him."
"Was his name Charles Hoyt?"
"Yeah! That was him! Hoyt! There was something about him Jackson was impressed with."
"When's the last time you heard from Jackson?"
"I lost touch with him after he moved to Boston."
Jane, Kate and Tony shared a look.
"Thank you for your help, Julie," said Kate as she, Tony and Jane left the house.
"Sounds to me like this Jackson Sawyer is our guy," said Tony, walking to the car.
"He's not only experienced physical abuse at the hands of his father. The effects that could have on a child would correlate to what we are finding in our victims," added Kate.
"In other words, he's one scary motherfucker. Not just that, he was obsess with Hoyt. Moved to Boston just to study him. How much you want a beat that during those meetings, Hoyt was egging him on to do this?" said Jane.
"At least we know who we are looking for," said Kate.
"Now the question is where we find him?" added Tony. "How did you find Hoyt, Jane?"
"I didn't, he found me."
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