Gibbs went back to the police station after leaving the group home. He wanted to know what was going to know what was going to be done about the McGees. In his book, no punishment was enough, but he wanted them to pay as much as possible.

Gibbs found Mike standing by the front desk when he got there. "Hey, Boss. I thought you would've gone back to the hotel by now."

"I was waiting on you, Probie. How'd it go?" Mike asked.

"It was okay. He was really nervous. Can't really blame him for that though. The poor kid's confused as hell right now. He's a good kid though. I can tell that already. He reminds me a lot of Shannon," Gibbs said. Tim was very kind and thoughtful. He put the needs of others, like his sisters, above his own. That was definitely like Shannon. "Look, Boss, you don't have to stay. I'm obviously gonna be here for a while. You should head back."

Mike waved him off. "NCIS can survive without me for a few more days. I already spoke to the director. He's fine with it. I'll go back in a few days. I've got you off for an indefinite amount of time."

"Thanks, Boss," Gibbs said.

Just then, Detective Williams walked over with a middle aged woman with dark hair. "Agent Gibbs, I'm glad you're back. I want you to meet Penelope Langston, Commander McGee's mother.

Gibbs immediately glared at the older woman. "So you sired the baby thief, huh?" Okay, so technically McGee wasn't the one to steal Tim. His mother-in-law was the one to do it, but he knew Tim was stolen and took him anyway. In Gibbs' book, that made him just as guilty.

Penny returned his glare with one of her own. "Well, you're blunt, aren't you?"

"Alright, folks, let's keep this civil," Williams suggested.

Gibbs ignored him. "Your son and his wife have been raising my wife's kid knowing full well they had no right to him. You expect me to be polite."

"Detective, is there a place Agent Gibbs and I can speak alone?" Penny asked without taking her eyes off Gibbs.

"Of course. Follow me," Williams said. He then led them down the hall to one of the interrogation rooms and opened the door for them. "Take all the time you need."

"Thank you," Penny said before walking inside.

Gibbs followed her and closed the door behind him.

"What are your intentions with my grandson, Agent Gibbs?" Penny asked.

Gibbs continued to glare at her coldly. "I don't owe you any kind of explanation, lady. Your son and his wife stole a kid, a kid that belonged to my wife. I don't owe you anything."

Penny took a step towards him. "If you think I'm going to allow you to take Timothy without knowing that he'll be happy with you, you have another thing coming!"

"Allow me? You're not in any position to allow me anything. You have no legal rights where that child is concerned. You are not his parent or guardian!" Gibbs said angrily. He couldn't help but be pissed at this woman. He didn't know whether she knew the truth about Tim before now, but even if she didn't. She was a part of the family that stole him and she was daring to question his fitness as a parent. She had no right.

"Neither are you. You are not his father," Penny shot back.

"I would've been. Had your family not stolen that boy from his mother, I would've been his father. As it stands now, I'm his stepfather. I'm the only one with a right to him now," Gibbs said.

"You think a piece of paper gives you the right to Timothy? Think again. I am not going to let you treat my grandson like a piece of furniture you can stake claim to. And he is my grandson, Agent Gibbs. No legal documents or blood tests are going to change that. That is my grandson! The only thing I care about is his wellbeing," Penny said.

"And you think your bastard of a son and his wife are what's best for him?" Gibbs asked.

"No, I don't," Penny said.

Gibbs raised an eyebrow in surprise. He'd expected her to defend her son and what he'd done both to Shannon and to Tim. "You don't?"

"No. My son shouldn't be anyone's parent, let alone a parent to a child that he essentially stole himself. But just because I don't think Timothy belongs with him doesn't mean I think he belongs with you," Penny said. So far she hadn't liked what she'd heard. This Gibbs fellow kept referring to Timothy like he was something he had a right to have, like he was something to be owned.

"You're right. He doesn't belong with me. He belongs with his mother. Unfortunately, that's not something he's ever going to have. He's never gonna get to know her or even see her. Your son and his wife and mother-in-law robbed them both of that," Gibbs said resentfully.

Penny's face softened slightly. "I am sorry. I'm sorry your wife is dead and I'm even more sorry that she died without having the chance to know what became of her son. No one should have to leave this world without knowing that their children are alright. But right now, Timothy is my only concern. I'm not convinced he's better off with you."

"I don't need to convince you of that," Gibbs said through gritted teeth.

"You do if you don't want a fight on your hands. I meant what I said. I will do anything to ensure Timothy's wellbeing is put first. If that means fighting both you and my son, so be it," Penny said firmly.

"On what grounds? He's not yours. Legally, he's nothing to you. You have no legal right to him," Gibbs said. He knew of course that legality wasn't the only thing that was important when it came to children. He also knew that perhaps he should be a little more understanding with this woman, but he just didn't care to be at this point. He was just too angry at her family and he didn't appreciate her thinking she got to decide whether or not he was worthy of raising a boy that should already be his.

"That's beside the point," Penny said. She didn't care how legal it was or wasn't. She would do what she had to do to protect Timothy.

Gibbs took a few steps towards the older woman. "You go this route, be prepared for the mother of all fights. I promised my wife on her grave that I would take care of her son. That's a promise that I will keep," he said firmly before walking out of the room.