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P.S.: I've never had an appendecomy so I had to do a lot of research on it, instead.
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Out The Picture You Go:
"Uh, hi." Tony said uneasily as he set his stuff on the front step.
"Mike, can I talk to you for a second?" Gibbs muttered.
His agent nodded and the two stepped off to the side.
"He cannot stay here." Gibbs said angrily.
"Why boss?" Michael asked.
"First, of all…He's a male. And a teenager. I have three teenage daughters. That's not a good mix." Gibbs growled.
"But, boss, he's got literally nowhere else to go." Michael pleaded.
Gibbs sighed.
Sure he hated the kid, but he always had a soft spot for kids, even if it killed him.
"Fine. But you find some family member, quick, got it?"
Michael nodded quickly, "Yes, boss, I'll get right on it."
Gibbs shook his head and ran a hand over his face, "I don't know what I'm getting myself into." He muttered.
"You're doing the right thing, boss, I'll talk to you later." Michael said as he turned to leave.
"Yeah, bye, Ky." Gibbs muttered as his senior field agent, climbed into his Charger and took of down the street.
Tony still stood on the front steps, with his hands in his pockets.
"Come on." Gibbs muttered as he picked up a suitcase and stepped into his home.
"Hey, Jethro, what do you thi-" Jenny stopped mid-sentence once she saw who was walking into her home.
"Um, Hello, Mrs. Gibbs." Tony said uneasily.
"Tony," Jenny said, forcing on a positive smile, "I'm so sorry about your father."
Tony nodded, "Thanks."
"So, um, this'll be your bed…" Jenny explained as she put pillowcases on the pillows.
Just then a loud scream erupted from upstairs and then some thumping around was heard.
"What was that?" Gibbs called before Jenny shushed him.
"MOM! MOM!" Jeanne shouted as she ran down the stairs, "You'll never believe what Ka-"
Jeanne stopped abruptly and stared straight at Tony, "Um…"
"Hi, Jeanne."
"Dad, why is he here?" Jeanne hissed.
"Jeanne, he's gonna be staying with us for a little while, while Mike finds some of his family." Gibbs explained slowly.
"What happened?" Kate asked as she sat on the bottom step.
"My dad got murdered by some guy." Tony muttered.
Kate frowned, "Sorry, about that."
Tony nodded, "Thanks…"
"You know, I think that medicine is finally wearing off…" Ziva said quietly as she walked back into living room, rubbing her head. "Since some people like to yell in this house."
Ziva, like everybody else stopped in her tracks on she saw who was standing in her home.
"Now I feel really nauseous." She muttered.
"Tony's stay with us." Jenny explained.
Ziva gave an invisible eye roll before crossing her arms across her chest, "For how long?"
"Til my uncle gets back from Cambodia." Tony spoke up.
"Why? What happened?" Ziva asked.
"My father got his brains shot out of his head." Tony said simply.
Ziva squeezed her shut and rubbed her sides, "Can I go throw up now?"
"Depends, do you actually have tothrow up?" Jenny asked in a serious tone.
"Well we'll find out in a second now won't we?"
"Go." Jenny said and pointed up the stairs and Ziva quickly, rubbed her sides before exiting upstairs.
"So, um, Tony, would you like something to eat?" Jenny said as she walked over to the kitchen.
Tony shook his head, "No, could I just… take a shower?"
Jenny nodded, "Sure, um, Ziva's probably…um, yeah, upstairs, down the hall and to your right."
Tony nodded, "Thanks." He swung one of his bags onto his shoulder before climbing the stairs and walking down a hallway.
Kate came and sat down on a seat at the kitchen bar, "So…What's for Dinner?"
Dinner with the Gibbs's and the DiNozzo was…awkward.
Jenny, Jackson, and Jethro had conversations about politics and vacation spots, but the teenagers barely said a word past, 'could you pass the salt?'
Ziva pushed her plate away, "My head hurts…I'm not hungry." She mumbled.
"You should probably eat something." Jenny instructed.
Ziva's face paled, "I really don't want to, I'll eat later, I'm really not hungry.
Jenny nodded and stood up, "Come on, I'll help you up to your room."
Ziva followed Jenny quickly upstairs, leaving Gibbs, Jeanne, Jackson, and Kate at the table with Tony.
Not the best idea.
"So…Tony do you play any sports?" Jackson asked.
Tony smiled, "Uh. Yeah, I play football and, uh, basketball."
Jackson nodded, "You any good?"
"Um, I've been playing since I was twelve."
"Alright, we'll talk about that later then." Jackson said with a smile.
"Yes, sir."
"Alright," Kate said as she scooted back from the table. "I have homework to do, and I'm pretty sure I hear Logan crying."
"You're excused Kate." Gibbs said with a smile before Kate cleaned her plate, grabbed her book bag, and headed upstairs.
"So, Tony," Gibbs started.
"Daddy." Jeanne said through gritted teeth.
"One sec, Jeanne." Gibbs said before turning back to Tony, "So Tony. We were having a family dinner last night and Kate and Ziva were talking about a new Ke$ha song, and you know I try to be hip-"
Jeanne groaned and put her head in her hands.
"Anyway, they were talking about the lyrics, and you know about lyrics these days," Gibbs said as Tony nodded and took a sip of water.
"So, do you have any idea what, 'Put A Little Love in My Glove Box?' means?"
Tony chocked on his water as Gibbs finished his sentence.
Jeanne patted his back lightly before raising her eyebrows at him, "Um…no sir."
Gibbs leaned back in his chair and rested his head in the back of his hands, "Really? Cause I think you do."
Tony shook his head, "Not a clue, sir."
"That's not the only thing."
"Alright, so these are the rules. Tony stays down stairs, Girls upstairs. No exceptions. Got it?"
Kate, Jeanne, and Tony nodded as they sat in the living room.
"Where's Ziva?" Gibbs asked.
"Mom's upstairs in her room." Kate replied as she read through one of her reports.
"Alright, everybody upstairs in half an hour." Gibbs called as he started up the stairs.
He stopped in front of the twins' room; he opened the door slowly and walked over to Brett's crib.
Her tiny little thumb lay at the corner of her mouth. Her bright green eyes were like an emerald green, she had Jenny's nose, but she was definitely going to have his hair.
He kissed Brett's tiny thumb before walking over to Logan's crib.
Sure he wasn't 'planned' for, but he could imagine life without him. Logan has Gibbs's bright blue eyes, which Jenny swore would change to brown, like her mother's. Logan had Jackson's nose, but Gibbs's smile and cheeks.
He kissed Logan's forehead before turning on both mobiles and walking down the hallway toward Ziva's room. He knocked softly before entering; Jenny sat against the wall beside Ziva's bed.
She was softly brushing tiny curls from Ziva's face as she slept.
"She okay?" Gibbs asked as he took a spot next to her.
"She says her stomach hurts. But the doctor said nausea is common, right?"
Gibbs nodded.
"Probably, just from everything that's happening." Gibbs suggested.
Jenny tucked a strand behind Ziva's ear before laying her head on Jethro's shoulder.
"She'll be fine Jen."
Jenny nodded, "I know, but she's my baby. Even if she's not my baby anymore. At all. Jethro, I can still remember the day she was born." She chuckled at the memory, "It was so damn hot."
Gibbs kissed the side of her head, "We should take her there, for her birthday."
Jenny smiled at him and then Ziva, "It'll be expensive."
"She'll only turn sixteen, once. Remember, we took Jeanne to Paris for her birthday." Gibbs reminded and Jenny nodded, "And that turned out…interestingly."
"Right when Ziva shoved that snail down Jeanne's bra, I knew things were about to go to hell."
Gibbs chuckled, "The good kind of hell. The kid's kind of hell."
"Like when the three of them got into that flour." Jenny suggested.
"Please, don't remind me."
Jenny nodded, "I'll just send you the picture."
Twas the night before school, when all through the house not a creature was stirring.
Tony was curled up in between two pillows, snoring quite loudly.
Jeanne was sleeping soundly in her bed. Her stuff animals all by her head.
The twins had been fed and were not expected to wake for another two hours. Brett dreamt of flowers while Logan dreamt he had super powers.
Jackson was asleep in the recliner up in the attic, a novel resting on his chest. It was one of his friend's best.
Gibbs and Jenny were snuggled up together under the covers, it would be awhile before they were lovers.
But now where was I?
Oh, yes, not even a mouse.
Well, two teenagers don't count now do they?
Slowly, the middle child of the three tip-toed into her parent's room, she poked her mother's shoulder once before she started shaking the other.
"Mom. Mom. Wake up." Kate whispered as she shook her mother's shoulder.
Jenny rolled over and looked at her daughter, "What Kate?"
"There's something wrong with Ziva. She keeps like throwing up and she says her stomach hurts."
Jenny sat up quickly and ran out the room, and into Ziva and Kate's bedroom.
Ziva sat on the edge of her bed, clutching her sides tightly with tears running down her cheeks.
"Ziva, Ziva, look at me, what's wrong?" Jenny asked as she knelt beside her.
"My stomach hurts." Ziva mumbled.
"Like period cramps?" Ziva shook her head.
"Or like somebody's punching me in the stomach?" Jenny murmured.
"Worse." Ziva muttered. "Like somebody reaching inside my body and squeezing my guts till they pop."
Jenny brushed some of Ziva's hair from her face, "Ookay. Come on." Jenny said soothingly.
"Where are we going?" Ziva asked as Gibbs sleepily padded into the room and flipped on the light.
"The hospital, of course Ziva. If you're in that much pain."
Ziva shook her head, "No. I don't wanna go to the hospital. I've already been there today, I don't like hospitals, mom."
"Ziver this could be something serious, like a spider bite or food poisoning." Gibbs said.
"I don't wanna go…" Ziva whined. "Can't we just call Uncle Ducky?"
Jenny shook her head, "It may need emergency medical attention Ziva."
"Ziva, what's wrong?" Jackson asked as he came and stood in her bedroom doorway.
"Her stomach hurts and she won't go to the hospital." Jenny said standing up.
Ziva moaned and squeezed her eyes shut, "I'll go." She cried.
"Come on Jethro." Jenny said as she went to grab both of their coats.
Gibbs quickly scooped Ziva up into his arms before running down the stairs, past Tony's 'bed.'
"Uh, what-what's going on?" Tony asked as Gibbs ran out the door.
"Mom and Dad are taking Ziva to the hospital." Kate said as walked with Jenny, quickly, down the stairs.
"Stay here¸ help Grandpa with the twins we'll call you when we find out something." Jenny said as she grabbed the bag Kate had packed and her coat before rushing out to the car.
"What's with all the yelling?" Jeanne asked as she leaned against the top banister.
"There's something wrong with Ziva." Kate said as she sat down on the bottom step.
"Like what?" Jeanne asked.
"She probably has appendicitis or a black widow bite." Jackson said as he walked down the stairs and rubbed Kate's shoulder before she stood up.
"Does it hurt?" Jeanne asked.
Kate looked up at her curiously, "Did you not just hear her screaming?"
Kate could have sworn she saw Jeanne smirk but it was too quick to catch.
"Mmhm, what time is it?" Tony mumbled.
Kate glanced at a clock that hung in their kitchen, "2:39 AM."
"So…can I go to bed now?" Jeanne asked, annoyed.
Kate rolled her eyes, "I'm making hot chocolate, while I wait. Anybody want some?" she asked as came to stand in the kitchen.
"I'll take a cup." Tony said as he started to wake up more.
"I'm gonna go check on the twins, but I'll take a cup of coffee. If you're offering." Jackson said with a smile, Kate returned the same gesture and nodded, "Sure Grandpa."
Soon, once Jackson was upstairs Jeanne came and sat next to Tony on the couch.
"You look tired, why don't you go to sleep?" she purred as she ran her hand over his cheek, placing a light touch of her lips to his.
"Jeanne, your sister was just taken to the hospital." Tony said.
"Dad said it might just be a spider bite. What kind of poisonous spiders are in Virginia?" Jeanne said, with her hands on her hips. "It's probably just like an attic kind of spider. Now, come on, I'll even tuck you in."
Kate gagged herself from behind the counter as Jeanne snuggled up to him and pulled the covers over them.
"Yeah, no, I'll be right back; I'd hate to gag myself to death." She said before walking down to their basement for the moment.
Jeanne propped herself up on one arm and looked at her boyfriend, "So…when can we actually do it?"
"Jeanne, my dad just died." Tony stated.
"You said you weren't that close to your dad." Jeanne butted in.
Tony rubbed her shoulder lightly, "We already did it."
"Having your underwear on is not, sex."
Tony kissed her lightly on her lips, "Can we talk about this later, like you said I'm tired."
Jeanne nodded and kissed him again, deeply and with more passion before he pulled away, she smirked, "I hope you having sexy little dreams last night."
"About you."
"And only me."
Little did they know, an oblivious grandfather stood in the hallway, close to the top of the stairs listening to their every word.
Jeanne and Tony fell asleep in the sofa bed, her head resting on his chest. Kate had passed out on the kitchen counter about an hour and a half after they left. Brett and Logan were asleep in their two swings, and now it was time for everybody to wake up.
"Alright! Come on! Up! Up!" Jackson shouted.
Jeanne shot up from the bed, and Tony fell over the edge onto the floor. Kate too shot up and shook her head sleepily. The twins, however, being Jethro's, still stayed sleeping.
"What!" Jeanne screamed.
"It is 6:25, school starts in two hours."
"B-but what about Ziva?" Kate asked.
"She's fine."
"Well, what happened to her?" Tony asked.
"Let's just say she's about a pound lighter."
Jethro slowly stroked Jenny's head as they waited to find out how the appendectomy went.
When they had arrived Ziva was in excruciating pain, and barely wanted to walk. Luckily, her appendix had not burst, but they were still in a rush to get it out.
And now one of the hardest parts about being a parent…waiting.
Shortly after, their nurse, Piper, came and told them to follow her.
They followed quickly into Ziva's recovery room, while they waited for her to awake.
"So, she is going to wake up, right?" Jenny asked as she sat next to the bed.
Piper nodded, "All that is expected."
Jenny nodded and looked up at the IV pole, and Piper stepped in to answer.
"That's for the pain medication."
Jenny nodded, "And it'll be removed…"
"Um…when she is able to tolerate food, then the pain medication can be given by mouth." Piper explained.
"So, she'll be discharged…"
"In about a day, give or take." Doctor Rogers, their surgeon said as he appeared in the room.
"Hey, thanks Alex." Gibbs murmured as they shook hands.
Doctor Rogers nodded and took a seat on his stool, "Well, surgery went fine…um, we did a Laparoscopic Appendectomy, with this type of surgery, the recovery faster, she will have less pain, less scarring, fewer wound problems and will spend less time in the hospital… So we made 2 or 3 small incisions near Ziva's belly button and above the pubic area near the hip bone. Clipped the appendix right off and put on a few sutures, that'll dissolve and then I placed some Steri-strips on. Now, Steri-strips will cover the incisions with liquid skin glue. Steri-strips are thin adhesive strips that are sometimes used to close shallow cuts in the skin instead of stitches. Both the glue and the Steri-strips will fall off on their own as the incision heals. I covered them cover them with gauze, which should stay on for 48 hours."
"So, when will she wake up?" Gibbs asked.
Dr. Rogers shook his hands, "Um, actually, every child is different but knowing how Ziva is an early bird, I'd give her half an hour, hour tops. And then, when she wakes up we'll take her back to her room."
"Okay." Jenny nodded.
"And," Doctor Rogers added. "Popsicles for everyone."
"What's the point of an appendix again?" Kate asked as and her parents waited for Ziva to awake. Kate, Jeanne, and Jackson had all arrived about twenty minutes after Jenny and Jethro had their chat with doctor Rogers.
Tony had ridden with one of his friends to school and the twins were staying with Mrs. Matthews for a little while.
Jeanne shrugged, "Apparently to blow up."
Kate sighed and rolled her eyes, "That's not what I meant."
Jeanne shut flipped through her bag and shrugged again, "Well…I'm going for coffee." She stated standing up. "Would anybody like to come with?"
Jenny shook head, "No."
Jeanne nodded, "Okay." As she turned to leave, Doctor Rogers walked into the room, holding a jar with something small and unusual in it.
"Ew! What is that?" Jeanne shrieked.
"This, Jeanne, is your sister's appendix."
"Gross." Jeanne muttered before she brushed past him.
"I just thought she'd wanna she what it'd looked like." Doctor Rogers said.
"That's an appendix?" Kate asked in disbelief. "That thing was causing all that pain?"
Doctor Rogers nodded, "Yep."
"But it's so…so…"
"Cool." A groggy voice mumbled.
Everybody turned and looked at the bed where Ziva, attempted to sit up.
"Hey, how do you feel?" Jenny asked as she came to stand next to her quickly.
"Horrible." Ziva muttered.
"That's pretty common after an appendectomy." Doctor Rogers stated.
Ziva gave a soft groan before squirming in her bed, "I don't feel any lighter." She muttered.
"Yeah, no, bloating is pretty common after an appendectomy."
Ziva groaned louder.
"Yeah, Ziva doesn't like the word, 'Bloated.' Try…overstuffed."
"Great. Now I'm a turkey."
Soon, after a conversation with Doctor Rogers, Jeanne complained that she wanted to go to school, which everybody knew was weird for her to say. So then, Gibbs, against Jenny's requests not to leave, he took Jeanne and Kate to school with Jeanne not even muttering a good bye to Ziva.
They made it to school during their second hour and while Jeanne was putting and taking things from her locker, a familiar face entered the hallway.
"Jeanne where's your sister?" Izaac asked as he walked up to her.
Jeanne smiled at him, "No, hello?"
"Hey. Now where's your sister?"
Jeanne shrugged and put her Algebra book in her locker, "Hospital."
"Why? I thought it was just a concussion."
Jeanne smirked at him, "Do you really wanna know, lover boy?"
"I wouldn't be talking to you if I didn't." Izaac said, leaning against the set in front of her. "I'm listening." He added.
"She woke up bleeding."
"So she finally got her period."
Jeanne furrowed her eyebrows but shook her head, "No…she miscarried."
Izaac frowned, "She's not pregnant."
Jeanne shrugged and shut her locker, she started to walk to her next class but stopped to whisper in his ear,
"Whatever you say…murderer."
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