A/N: I'm happy that everyone loves this story as much as I am. Please stay tuned for more. This is where Joel, the blog, and the baby come into play and scare.... This is a scary chapter for some of you guys, keep reading...

Disclaimer: I do not I repeat do not own the actual NCIS characters. I do own mine though; violators will have to feel the wrath known as me.

She was two weeks late. Last month when it didn't come, no big deal, she was late this month too. Could it be? No, she couldn't think like that. If she was pregnant, Derek would surely leave her. That night of a frenzied heated passion between them had been wonderful, it even brought them closer, but could this push them away? Now it had escalated into a weekly thing. Pregnant at fifteen didn't look good. Tessa grabbed her phone and dialed Dillyn's number.

"Dill, can you come over?" she asked in a panic.

"Yeah, Tess, what's going on?" Dillyn replied with anxiety.

"Bring yourself and only you and I'll tell you what the hell is going on," Fifteen minutes later, Dillyn arrived and burst through the doors demanding for answers from her best friend.

"Tess, you're scaring me,"

"I think I'm pregnant." Dillyn's eyes widened with the sudden bluntness.

"What are you going to do?"

"I don't know. Keep it."

"Are you sure?"

"If I'm basically two months, maybe three, I'm pregnant."

"Sweetie, you're going to be a young mom."

"And, that's fine. I can take care of a kid. I already take care of three. It shouldn't be that hard,"

"That's what Ty said when she had Yareli. Look at her now, she's twenty and has a five year old, lives with us, and doesn't have a job."

"I can work it out." Dillyn sighed, they weren't going anywhere with this conversation.

"You need to take a pregnancy test,"

"Already did. Came out positive, but it could be false positive."

"Then you need to tell your parents,"

"That's just what I need; my parents telling me to my face that I'm a slut."

"Sweetie, you are not a slut. Jesus woman. Who do you think you can tell?"

"Abby and you,"

"Abby might blab." Dillyn stated.

"Dill, she doesn't always,"

"I think you should go back to that old middle school and talk to Mr. G."

"No. Mr. G will definitely tell mom and dad."

"He can't,"

"Yes, he can." Tessa protested.

"Are you going to tell you mom tonight?" Tessa nodded; she honestly was scared. A baby, a real human being inside of her.

"Sweetie, you know I love you no matter what, and if you're pregnant, I better be the god mother," Dillyn smiled.

"You will. Love you Dillyn,"

"Love you too, Tessa,"

That night...

She had to tell, she had to. It was eating her alive, how was a fifteen year old meant to tell her parents that she was pregnant and keeping the baby, let along the whole sex talk, well she went to take her evening bath. Hopefully, her mom would come into her. Allie walked into the bathroom after Tess was in the tub.

"No, Allie, you cannot come in the bath with me today," the puppy whimpered at its owner.

"I know, Allie, mommy will very soon let you cuddle with her." The puppy wondered off and left Tessa to her bath. When Jenny walked in, Tessa's breath caught. She was tongue tied, could not say anything of importance.

"Honey, what's wrong?" Jenny asked concerned, she could tell something was wrong.

"Mom, it's nothing,"

"Tessa Marie, I know when you are lying,"

"You'll hate me for it. You'll say 'How could you be so irresponsible?' Mom, I can't tell you,"

"Of course, you can,"

"You really want to hear it?"

"Yes,"

"I'm pregnant mom. Pregnant as in carrying a small child," Jenny licked her lips and looked at her curiously, and taking the whole information into her brain. "We have to tell your father," Jenny whispered.

"Mom, I don't know what I'm going to do! I've ruined my life,"

"You said you were being careful!"

"I was mom! Sometimes it doesn't work! I think your daughter is the perfect explanation of that!" Jennifer Shepard had never thought of hitting her daughter until then.

"I told you not to bring that up,"

"You should have kept her!"

"I would've if I could have, Tess! But I couldn't deal with that pain every day I looked at her,"

"Mom, it was Paris. You left dad and me. You never told him about her. Why?"

"It was complicated,"

"That's what you guys always said. Do you even know how she's doing?"

"Patti and Mark called yesterday, she's doing fine,"

"I can't tell dad I'm pregnant. He'll kill me. I don't know what I'm going to do," Jenny pursed her lips together and looked at the frighten teen, she was really scared. Sure, Jethro could overreact, but his own daughter pregnant at fifteen, would send him over the edge. She wouldn't want to her father she was pregnant if it was Jethro.

"Honey, you have to do what's best for you and the baby,"

"Like you did Katie?"

"Tess,"

"Mom, I am not going to leave her alone. Katie is my little sister no matter what, and you just gave her up."

"To protect her!"

"You tried to protect us, but you couldn't keep dad from finding out what happened,"

"You're bringing up that,"

"I was there remember! I got off the plane and came running to you guys,"

"I remember that too. Sweetie, we'll tell your father tomorrow night."

"Mom, I'm scared shitless."

"I'll handle most of it, now get ready for bed."

"I love you, mom,"

"I love you too, Tess," Jenny walked out of the teen's room before she broke down and cried. She could never tell Jethro about Katie, but Tessa she had to. It was right; hopefully he won't get all bent out of shape.

Time to tell…

Thoughts were racing through Tessa's mind, how could she tell her father she was pregnant? Hopefully, he'll understand. She thought. But that was only hope to her. Her stride was different then than before, a lot less confident, Jethro had noticed that. It was so unlike Tess to act all secretive, and there he was in the living room due to Jenny's orders.

"Jen, if this is about another solo for her, it isn't a surprise."

"Just wait," Tessa took a deep breath in and entered the living area.

"Dad," she started; her voice was shaky with nervousness. "It isn't a solo---I'm pregnant." Jethro's mixed expression of anger and confusion scared the teen and the other adult present in the room, not knowing what else to do; Jenny stepped in closer to Gibbs and placed her hand on his shoulder. "Jethro," Jenny whispered in an uncharacteristic soothing tone.

"Tessa Marie! How could you do this?" he yelled.

"Well, I think we know very well how a baby is made," she shouted sarcastically.

"Don't get smart with me young lady,"

"For Christ sake Gunny, I make smart ass comments. It's called being a teenager! Ever heard of it?"

"Tessa," Jenny warned. Jethro got up from his seat and walked over to his daughter. He looked like he was going to hit her.

"Call me a slut. Call me whatever the hell you want to call me, Gunny. I couldn't care less, but I will not be here tomorrow if you think you're going to raise a hand to me."

"Tessa go upstairs. Let me talk to your father." Tessa gave him one stern look and walked upstairs.

"Leroy Jethro Gibbs!" Jenny yelled.

"What the hell did I do?"

"Jethro, if you think you're going to hit anyone, I'm out that door."

"For the love of god Jen! Do you really think I'd hit anyone?!"

"Jethro! I know what it looks like! I've been there! Don't think I haven't seen you get rough in the interrogation room. It's only a matter of time before you bring it home!"

"Don't bring your father up!"

"It wasn't my father. Even though Audra and Kimmie and I did get a beating here and there."

"Jen,"

"Jethro, I finally know what it's like to be your wife and now you do this. Give the girl a break. She did everything she was supposed and sometimes it doesn't always work. If you keep this up, Rowan, Ethan, Evan, Tessa, and I are out that door, and you'll never see us again," she warned him coldly.

"You would really walk out?"

"I've done it before haven't I?" he nodded. She took a deep breath in.

"Then, I might do it again; don't push me away. Let me in finally. It's been so long. Of course, we're married now, but we have four kids and a grandchild on the way. We can't fight every time something goes wrong. Let's give this time. She's scared shitless, Jethro. Trust me I know. Think about it," Jethro walked over to her and wrapped her in a hug. Although he didn't say he was sorry, she knew what he meant. Tessa sat up in her room; the old pictures of days before becoming a teenager were astonishing. The long brown curls, piercing blue eyes, and the fun loving smile.

Her son or daughter would hopefully, have her smile. It was so weird to her to say that, soon she would have to tell Derek; that would be a treat. For now, she was somewhat content with her life…

A/N: Didn't see that one coming did ya?!!! It's all part of my master plan. Never doubt yourself writing. It's bad. Over the next chapter's pay attention to some of the things that come up. Love you all. Don't kill me! *hides*