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Gibbs nodded his head to the brown headed woman who was sitting in front of the door. She smiled back, not wanting to make matters worse then what they already seemed to be.
"Agent Gibbs,"
"Cynthia," He smiled, that was all that was ever said between the two. It was not much, but it was enough.
He walked into her office and looked, he heard the sounds coming from the bathroom, he peaked his head in to the bathroom to find her leaning over the toilet, empting what was left of her breakfast. He walked over, putting a hand on her shoulder. He let her finish before he began to rub his hand over her shoulders.
"Feeling better?" He asked her after they sat there for a while.
"No," she answered, her head buried in his chest, his hands still rubbing circles on her back.
"Do you wanna go home?"
"Can't, meeting," her voice getting heavier; he reached in his pocket and pulled out his cell, he sent a text message to her driver telling him to bring the car around front.
"Jen, you met with SecNav this morning, everything else can wait. You're going home." He helped her to stand up and then watched as she gathered her stuff, she didn't put up an argument, she knew that he was right.
He walked with her out to the elevator, she leaned her head on his shoulder. He pulled out his phone again to text Tony, to let him know that they had the rest of the day off. It was times like this that he was glad that Jenny had taught him to text.
~NCIS~
The two dark headed agents walked hand in hand down the street from the coffee shop. Ziva laughed as Tony continued to talk about the movie they had watched the night before. His phone started to vibrate, he took it out of his pocket, reading the text message; his grin grew as he twirled his girlfriend around.
"What is it?"
"You're stuck with me all day Zee-vah. Boss say's we don't have to come back, that he's had to take Jenny home."He grinned at her.
Her smile faded. "Is she alright?"
"Yea, 'afternoon' sickness,"
She smiled back at him, "Another movie night?"
He nodded in agreement, "But I have somewhere I need to go first." He smiled again, but she could see the sadness in his eyes. She knew where he wanted to go, and she knew he needed to be alone.
"Take me home, do what you need to do, then I'll come over and cook dinner, okay?"
Tony leaned in and kissed her softly. She smiled into the kiss, "Okay,"
~NCIS~
Gibbs leaned over the bed as he watched the rise and fall of her chest; she had finally gotten to sleep. He pushed a strand of red hair behind her ear. She smiled slightly as she felt his hand brush up against her face, she rolled over to look at him, he was pleased to see that her eyes were returning back to their normal green, but he could still tell she was hiding something.
"Feeling better?" he asked her
She looked up at him and laughed, "Much better, thank you for bringing me home." She leaned up and kissed his cheek.
"Jen, you can't wear yourself out like that it's not good for you or the babies."
"I know, I'm sorry, after the meeting with SecNav and then the doctors appointment, I should have come and talked to you but I couldn't, I couldn't face you and the team and then ask of you what their asking of me." She looked away from him not wanting to meet his eye
"Jen, what do they want you to do?"
She took a deep breath and then finally looking him straight in the face, she told him the one thing he didn't want to here, "They want me to find a replacement for McGee."
~NCIS~
Tony walked quietly to the place that he didn't want to go. But he missed his best friend, and this was the only way he could see him. He stopped when he reached the stone. He ran his fingers over the letters not wanting to put them into words.
He took a shaky breath before he started to talk, "Hey man, I know I'm about the last person you want to see right now, but I needed to see you. I wish you could be here to see how happy everyone is, with all the new babies that are coming. Jenny's having three can you believe that? I never thought that I'd see the day the boss man had kids." He smiled to himself, "And of course theirs Abby, she's excited, but not as excited as she would be if you were here, I don't think any of us are. I'm sure Abby's told you by now that you're going to have a girl, she's going to an amazing child Tim; I can see it now, five years old, her black pig-tails flying as she runs around the bull-pin all hipped up on Caf-Pow. I'm going to do what I can to keep her away from those; we've both seen the damage that those can do."
He laughed again, and then ran his hands over the letters on the grave, he was rambling and he knew it, but he didn't know what to say, but he did know what he needed to say. "You know as annoying as you could be, I would give anything to let you see your daughter grow up, I miss you Probie, we all miss you."
He walked away, back to his car, back to reality. McGee wasn't coming back, and no amount of begging would ever make it happen. He smiled to himself as he thought of his little brother, he turned around and said the words that he hadn't said since the funeral, because he didn't want to make another promise that he couldn't keep, he thought about Abby and the unborn child, and this time he knew that what he said was true, "I've always got you six."