Vegas Baby!
"It's gonna be epic!" Tony crowed to Tim excitedly in the bullpen, referring to Marshall's bachelor party the boys would be attending this weekend.
Agent Isaac Marshall was the junior field agent on Agent Balboa's team. Isaac and Tim had been close friends since FLETC and when Kate died, the two of them began to include Tony into their plans and slowly Tony joined their friendship circle.
"You boys won't be making that flight of yours if you don't have your all paperwork for the Mendez case in by 1700 hours." Gibbs told them as he strode back into the bullpen, his ever present coffee cup in hand, his eyes briefly meeting Balboa's over the partition.
Balboa and Gibbs had heard nothing but bachelor party plans and talk for the last three months now and they were both relieved that the party was finally upon them. The older team leaders had been invited too, but both had respectfully declined. A long weekend trip to Las Vegas wasn't their idea of relaxation. Especially for a bachelor party that would have entertainment that Tony was in charge of organising. Isaac had chosen the location having always wanted to have a vegas trip with his buddies. Tim had taken care of the accommodations with only the finest standards booked and all the activities with the exception of the main event. Tim had delegated that task to Tony with Issac's permission.
Tony and Isaac were both pretty big sports fans and loved Boxing. So Tony got them VIP tickets for the highlighted boxing match and then tickets to an exclusive nightclub afterwards.
"Here boss!" Tony said, handing over all his overdue paperwork and Gibbs rose his eyebrows in surprise. Tony had submitted his paperwork well before the 1700 hour deadline. "Gotta go, grab my bag from the car, be right back."
Tim had already finished his paperwork and had already retrieved his bag from his own car. The trio had already cleared it with Vance to leave their cars at the yard for the weekend, keeping them safe from vandals. Marshall came strolling back into the bullpen, having been home, showered and changed, bag hanging off his shoulder. "Vegas baby!" He grinned at Tim and Tim smiled at him in return. "Best man, you ready for this? To the best weekend of our live's."
"Oh I'm ready!" Tim quipped back and Gibbs bit back a chuckle in surprise. "Groomsmen number two should be back any minute with his bag and the weekend can begin."
Vance rolled his eyes at their antics from the mezzanine level above. He too, had heard about the epic Vegas bachelor party plans. At first he thought it was Tim's bachelor party and Tony was planning it. He knew that the two male agents who worked under Gibbs were a dynamic duo, he never knew that they had a close friendship with Balboa's JFA too. Now he knew of the trio's friendship, the whole weekend made much more sense to the Director. "Vegas baby!" Tony crowed loudly again, as he let himself back up into the the squad room via the front elevator. "It's gonna be epic!" He declared, letting his inner frat boy out to play.
"DiNozzo" Gibbs growled and he immediately straightened up. Gibbs glared at Tony and the Senior Field Agent knew exactly what Gibbs wanted. "I mean it." The rest of the threat died on his lips. But the six people within hearing distance of them heard the threat none the less. 'DiNozzo, you're the oldest and the senior agent, you're responsible for those two. They get hurt or lost or they mess up, you answer to me. Serious trouble, you three hightail it to the satellite office and check in, immediately!'
"Ready boys?" Balboa asked, as he'd offered to drive the partying trio to Reagan National airport to begin their weekend of debauchery.
Vance made his way down from the mezzanine level and pulled McGee's desk chair over to sit on, opposite Gibbs' desk. "I see the boys were excited."
"Those two are going eat McGee alive, this weekend." Gibbs chuckled at the visual of the poor meek and mild mannered McGee in a strip club. Timothy McGee was a mild mannered gentleman at all times and always respectful at all times, especially to the opposite sex. The last place he'd find entertainment was in a strip club. "Can you imagine McGee in a Vegas strip club?"
"Our Las Vegas satellite office is on standby, they know the three boys are headed their way on a bachelor party trip." Vance chose not to comment on Gibbs' rhetorical question about Agent McGee. He felt that although he didn't know the three of the men very well, he could definitely agree with Gibbs' character assessment of the gentle giant with the green eyes. Gibbs phone vibrated but he ignored it. "Did they get the Mendez paperwork done in time?"
"They were suitably motivated." Gibbs replied with his trademark smirk.
"Pity that won't work on DiNozzo every week." Vance retorted with a dry chuckle of his own. He was forever on the SFA to catch up on his overdue paperwork.
"Don't think Matt and I could handle bachelor party chatter every week. It's a miracle that I haven't killed Tony yet." Gibbs told the Director conspiratorially.
"Don't stay too late, Gibbs."
Gibbs was three quarters to the diner to meet Fornell for dinner when he remembered he had heard a text come in when he'd been talking with Vance. He smiled when he saw it was his daughter, Kelly. She was reminding him that she was spending the weekend with Linda. Linda was the Santorini's youngest daughter and they had been the family who had lived next door to the Gibbs family home for the last twenty four years. Kelly and Linda had been inseparable since the day they met, so it was only natural that Kelly would be her best friend and would serve as maid of honour in her upcoming wedding. Kelly had moved back home after she split from her college boyfriend Nate six months ago and hadn't seemed in a hurry to find her own place, which had pleased her old man to no end. He liked having her back home with him, as she'd spent the last five years in New York City, living and working with that two timing ex boyfriend of hers.
"You're late Gibbs. Did tweedle-dee and tweedle-dum get off ok?" Fornell asked as soon as Gibbs took his seat. He had heard about the upcoming bachelor party in Las Vegas on and off for a few months now and it seemed that whenever he had seen Gibbs' boys they'd had their collective head buried in their phones, busy making plans.
"Oh yeah!" Gibbs exclaimed. "Poor McGee, as much as Tony and Isaac say they're not going to. We all know they're going to end up at a strip club, I know Tony too well."
"Has Papa Bear Gibbs got a flight on standby? Just in case." Fornell asked teasing his friend. As much as Gibbs denied it, those boys were the sons he never had. He looked out for them and watched their back as much as he looked out for his own daughter. The boys had become particularly close to Gibbs' heart, especially when Kelly left for New York City.
"Nah," Gibbs told him. "They're big and ugly enough to look after themselves. Besides, I heard McGee tell his sister that he had a back up plan. But it's great to see Tony and McGee finally being nice to each other."
"McGee's always nice." Fornell defended the MCRT's junior agent. Tobias Fornell knew a lot of people in law enforcement, he knew a lot of people in politics too, he respected a fair few of them as well, but very few snuck under the barrier of his tough exterior to be considered as likeable. Or to even consider a friend. But Timothy McGee had snuck in, undetected.
Tobias always had a lot of time for Timothy McGee. He was a gentleman, but he exuded an aura of ... underlying strength. He knew the hardships that the genius had faced in life, even if his friend was oblivious to them. Tobias kept a hard copy of the man's 201 file in his desk drawer. He'd personally written six letters of commendation for various operations and joint cases that he'd worked with Agent McGee on.
Agent McGee had even sought the man out once for some advice on a personal matter. At the time, he'd invested some money in a hedge fund that had went belly up, but it had been a wise investment and he'd been suspicious of the circumstances. From what little resources he had, he'd pieced together that the Director of the hedge fund had been embezzling the funds to pay for his lavish lifestyle. Timothy McGee had sought out Tobias Fornell, at his office, late one night. After bringing the FBI agent all his evidence, not only did Tobias manage to make several arrests. He managed to retrieve the embezzled funds and have the money returned to his victims, including McGee.
But no one from NCIS knew about that, just Agent Timothy McGee and Agent Tobias Fornell.
"Sometimes, McGee could use his backbone and tell people no." Gibbs explained.
"As team leader, it's your job to teach him how to." Tobias snapped, effectively shutting down that line of conversation.
"Linda?" Kelly called out, trying to catch up with her friend. "You sure this is a good idea? It's his buck's night."
"Kell, Isaac knows that with his best man in charge they will be in control, but his other groomsmen Tony, he's on the wild side." Linda told her friend. "Isaac wants us to 'randomly' bump into them. He and his best man have planned it out precisely. The rest of the party have no idea. It's called a Huck's party."
"Cute!" Kelly deadpanned at her friend and nodded in agreement. "I'm your bridesmaid and I haven't even met the groomsmen yet. As Maid of Honour, I have the right of the first choice?" She teased.
"Of course, Kells." Linda told her, hugging her in comfort. Linda knew Kelly's heart was still broken from the two timing Nate. "I suggest the best man, he'd be perfect for you. I highly doubt you want DiNozzo."
"Yuck!" She bleaked at that thought. The thought of herself and Tony revolted her. "He's like my brother. Not in the sense, that were close. Hardly! But he and Dad have some kind of weird father/son relationship happening."
"Really? Jethro's not wanting you to go for him is he? I mean he isn't that bad." Linda asked.
"Absolutely not!" Kelly said vehemently. "In fact, he'd hate the idea. Dad says he's a good agent and a good friend, but he's not the kind of man you trust with your girl. Besides, Dad has repeatedly told me I'm not allowed to marry an agent."
"See, whereas Tim is sweet, he's kind, he's respectful and a true gentleman." Linda told her friend. "Tim is a genius. Plus, he's totally hot!" Kelly shot her a surprised look. "What?! I'm getting married, I'm not dead."
After a quick trip to baggage claim, they spotted a man that held up a sign that had Isaac's name printed clearly, immediately that had Tony on edge. He looked at Isaac who shrugged and Tim steadied Tony. "Reputable car service, fully vetted and one hundred percent safe, hired by me." Tim explained in a low voice to his senior agent and fellow JFA. The other men in their group, Sean and James, Isaac's brothers and Scotty, their kid cousin didn't think anything of it and were quite chuffed that they were going to the hotel in a limo.
"I knew that, Probie." Tony grinned and gave Tim a smile.
"Sure Tony." Tim deadpanned as they all climbed into the waiting limo which took them on a tour of the city, cruising the main strip several times before taking them to their accomodation at the Bellagio Hotel and Casino.
"Ya did good, Probie." DiNozzo cooed as the limo driver pulled up out the front and began unloading their luggage. He had seen the look on Isaac's face and was impressed that Tim had indeed done his homework.
Sean, James and Scotty were the three who were already married and their wives controlled their finances, so they had chosen the more modest hotel of the Holiday Inn, just down the the strip from them.
However, Tim had offered to book them a room at the Bellagio with the agents, but them had respectfully declined. It wasn't until Isaac had told Tim that the bachelorette party would be meeting up with them late Saturday night that explained why the men had chosen to abide by their wives wishes. Tim had booked them into the three bedroom Grand Lakeview suite. Each room had the a king size bed, draped in their finest bedding and an amazing view of the Bellagio lake and fountains.
"Thank you, Mr Gemcity." Tony said cooly before Tim gave Tony a snort.
"Just wait, I haven't given your part of the bill yet." Tim retorted to his senior agent.
"That's ok, I have an inheritance I haven't spent yet." He jested and the three men freshened up. They made plans before checking in with the other three to meet up at the Ringer Wings sports bar for a beer and a quick dinner before they took a quick ten minute stroll over the the MGM Grand Garden Arena to watch the main fight of the night.
Tim couldn't tell you who the two boxers were, but the one in the blue trunks had won and that was the one Tony had convinced him to bet on. Between the two MCRT agents, they'd won almost 5k each on that fight alone. Tony had scored them all some VIP passes for an exclusive nightclub at the MGM hotel called the Hakkasan for tomorrow night. As much as Tony had bulked at the bachelorette party joining them having overheard Tim and Isaac in hushed whispers, he'd seen the upside of it. Planning on snagging a bachelorette of his own for some pleasurable after hour activities, was his flip side. A side the Italian lothario agent planned to enjoy, immensely.
However first they had to get through tonight in the casino and tomorrow spent by the luxurious pools. Isaac was meeting the rest of his extended family, along with his brother's Sean, James and their cousin Scotty, leaving Tim and Tony alone for the whole day before everyone meeting back up for a late dinner. Which suited the MCRT men fine, they'd planned to indulge themselves a little by lounging by the pool, they had booked a private cabana and had a massage booked with a masseuse for later that afternoon. Before a scheduled nap and meeting the rest of the men for a late dinner before hitting the club.
Tim and Tony both had some luck at the poker table. Tim more than Tony, but Tony readily admitted that he enjoyed Black Jack more than poker. Tim cleaned up at Black Jack, much to Tony's dismay and they wandered over and watched a few other games before Tim tried a slot machine. After wasting some money there, he decided he'd had enough and Tony joined him upstairs, just as Isaac had arrived back at the hotel.
"Man, are you some kind of card shark Probie?" Tony asked, impressed at Tim's massive winnings. Including the bet on the boxing match, he was up 30k, including the 10k he had already outlayed for the weekend in flights, accomodations and ammenities.
"MIT student Tony, mathematics - statistical probability and analysis theory was one of my favourite classes. It's not rocket science." Tim jested and Tony's jaw dropped in disbelief. "Of course, rocket science ain't that hard either."
"Pfft." Tony scoffed at Tim, "Maybe for you, McGenius. For us regular folk, it's ... well ... rocket science."
Isaac was laughing away his friend's banter before bidding them a good night and heading into his designated bedroom to call his fiancée.
Gibbs was sanding join of the hull of his latest boat, enjoying the peaceful serenity of his home when his phone began ringing. Groaning at the intrusion, he thought twice about letting it go to voicemail. After all, Kelly was away for the weekend, as was both his boys.
"Yeah Gibbs." He grumbled, hoping whoever was calling him at the late hour would get the message that their interruption was not welcome.
"Jethro, it's me, Matt." Balboa said into the phone.
"What's going on?" He asked, immediately on edge, although his gut wasn't churning and that settled his nerves a little. "Everything ok?"
"Seems Marshall and McGee got their way!" He explained. "Poor DiNozzo, wonder if he knows yet - no strip club. Seems that the Marshall brothers are married and their wives wear the pants in the relationship, just like Isaac's bride. Bachelorette party is on route to meet the Bachelor party tomorrow night at the Hakkasan nightclub."
"Huh?" Gibbs asked, feeling like he had stepped into a parallel universe.
"Called Marshall to check in and he spilled the beans about everything he and Tim had planned." Balboa told him and Gibbs rolled his eyes as he recapped the boys weekend so far to him.
"Look man, appreciate the update, but it's been a long week and unless they're in trouble, I don't need a play by play." Gibbs told the other team leader, politely but in a stern tone. "Besides DiNozzo ain't going to keep quiet about their exploits on Tuesday morning and I've got to listen to it 'cause I bet you right now, a head slap ain't gonna shut him up, this time."
"You're right, Gibbs. Enjoy the peace and quiet." Matt told him as Gibbs disconnected the call.
Gibbs knew he was gruff and abrasive with Balboa but he didn't want to hear about it, until it couldn't be avoided any longer.
The two MCRT men enjoyed their low key day that they had shared. They'd only had three beers, but had spread them across the day and weren't even feeling the effects of the alcohol by the time the duo had reunited with the Marshall family.
Tim had booked them a table at the exclusive Mayfield Supper Club, inside the Bellagio hotel and casino. The Mayfair Supper Club at the Bellagio was a modern take on a classic American restaurant where design, fine dining and live music met to make up a show to remember. The Mayfair After Dark was the name of the stage show and the energy flowing throughout the lounge made it the perfect pre-clubbing/post dinner activity for the men to enjoy. Elegant food and clever cocktails combined with the world famous Bellagio fountains were the perfect backdrop to immerse themselves in the spiritual return to glamorous Las Vegas and old New York of yesteryear.
At midnight the men finally met up with the ladies out the front of the Hakkasan nightclub. Tony handed out the VIP lanyards to their group of ten. Four bridesmaids, four groomsmen and the affianced couple. "Tony" Kelly greeted him cooly.
"Kelly" he returned the greeting. It wasn't a case of no love loss between them, that was just how they were with one another. "Do you remember Probie?" Tony asked, thrusting Tim to stand between the two of them, as a buffer.
"Hey" she greeted him, her smile wide. Kelly actually liked Timothy McGee. He was only a year older than her and they had a lot in common. Both enjoyed literature, poetry, science and jazz music. Tim didn't hang around her father like a bad smell either, like DiNozzo did some weekends. In fact, she'd never seen Tim just stop by the house or diner because he was bored.
"Hi." Tim commented, surprised by their boss' daughter's appearance in the bridal party. He gave her a shy, boyish smile with his greeting. "Great to see you again, Kelly. You look ... wow." He blushed lightly, before blushing a deeper red at the realisation that he'd blatantly checked her out. Kelly was wearing a black delicately draped criss-cross fitted black dress with an asymmetrical hemline that rode high on her thighs, her long golden-auburn hair loosely curled and left loose. Her neck was free from jewellery and her ears had her simple gold studs. Her five inch strappy black stiletto heels put her a mere two inches shorter than Tim.
"Tim's the best man." Linda told her friend with a conspiratorial wink, gently shoving Kelly a step closer to Tim.
"Is that so?" Kelly asked, taking a step closer to Tim, herself. Putting her inside Tim's personal space. Her hands resting Tim's chest, feeling the small nubs of his nipples beneath his crisp white cotton shirt. His dark wash denim jeans did everything for his appearance and even more for her libido. "Remember it is a duty of the Best Man to dance with the Maid of Honour." Her blue eyes bore straight into Tim's green eyes. Tim's hands somehow found her hips, holding her inside his personal space.
'Whoa!' Tony thought, silently watching the exchange between Kelly and Tim. He had noticed Tim's slip up and how he had openly given her a once over - twice. 'No Probie! Don't do it, Probie. You're playing with fire, you're gonna get burned.' He silently begged the man, as she stepped into his personal space and he held her there by the hips.
The alcohol from the cocktails at dinner had gone to Tim's head. Rather than use the good sense and judgement he was born with, Tim ordered each of them a round of quick fucks and Tony had ordered a round of buttery nipples to quickly follow. Isaac and Linda headed straight to the dance floor as did Sean and Sue, his wife who was one of the bridesmaids, as well as James and his wife Kathy, another bridesmaid and Scotty and his girlfriend Maree the third bridesmaid. The final bridesmaid Sam had caught Tony's eye and the two of them had headed to the bar to source some fancy bottle of champagne that the waitress had told him couldn't be put on the tab due to the cost of the bottle.
That left Tim and Kelly themselves and Tim sheepishly admitted that he might need some water. She had readily agreed and they flagged down a waitress and asked for some bottled water for their table.
Kelly, Linda and the ladies had been drinking cocktails non-stop since their arrival this morning. At dinner, they'd shared several bottles of wine before indulging in some more cocktails at the Magic Mike XXX show they'd seen. Kelly wasn't a big drinker either, like Tim and had switched to water with him.
Somewhere around 0230 hours, Tony and Sam came back with the expensive champagne and everyone else rejoined them in their booth. They toasted the happy couple before all of the hit the dance floor. Kelly seemed to never stray far from Tim and Tony had found it ironic that she and he didn't see eye to eye but she was inseparable from Tim.
Somehow, Tim and Kelly had both decided they'd had enough water and switched back to shots. Neither one specifically suggested it, it had simply happened without a second thought.
The first couples to call it a night were the married couples and betrothed couple, with Isaac telling Tim he was going back to Linda's room, to let Kelly use his room as the girls had been sharing a room. Tony and Sam managed to talk Kelly and Tim into going to another club that Sam knew of.
At the next club, The Green Door, the four of them paid their cover charge and they soon discovered it was a sex club which both Tim and Kelly awkwardly laughed at, before noting that Tony and Sam had snuck off and were no where to be seen.
"You only live once." Kelly told Tim with all the bravado she could muster. Together, they checked out the club and saw what it had to offer, Tim escorted her into a couple's area, just to see what it was back there and that's where they found Sam and Tony.
"Have you seen enough?" Tim asked her, more than ready to leave. The club hadn't done much for him. They'd barely been there ten minutes.
"Enough to last a lifetime." Kelly quipped and Tim quickly escorted her out of the club and into a cab. They made a stop at the Paris Hotel and Kelly suggested they check out the Château Rooftop Bar.
Tim awoke to find he wasn't alone in his king size bed, back in his hotel room. There was another body curled into him. His hand had been resting on a naked flat stomach and he had began lightly drawing lazy patterns on the skin. He knew he was naked too and his first conscious thought was innocently moving his hand on her stomach to her hip to see if she had any clothes on.
Feeling no material there, forced Tim to slowly begin to wake up more, he knew he was sporting an impressive morning wood, a lot harder than his usual. "Mmm ... Tim." A feminine voice moaned as Tim tried to gently extricate himself from his bed partner. A gentle and delicate hand reached behind and gently grasped his manhood. "Again?" She asked in a low sleepy voice which was laced with desire. "You weren't kidding."
He cracked one eye open and spied a mass off golden auburn hair splayed all over the pillows next to him. "Morning." He greeted sleepily. She rolled over and stretched herself lengthwise, brushing her body over Tim's body. She tilted her head up and captured his lips in hers. Immediately Tim responded to her kiss.
"Morning." She whispered softly. As she opened her eyes she groaned lightly at the daylight pouring in, before covering her eyes with her hands. "Ah, ... what's the last thing you remember?"
"Didn't we go to Paris?" Tim asked, squinting with the sunlight also. "I remember the Eiffel Tower and the Arc de Triomphe."
Adjusting her hands over her eyes, she felt a cool metal on her finger as it brushed the skin surrounding her eyes. "Ah Tim." She called out a couple of octaves higher than usual. "We have a problem."
He opened his eyes properly as she removed her hand from her eyes, looking into each other's eyes. Something shiny caught his eye and his eyes went to his left hand. "Ah Kelly, did we ...?" Tim asked, unable to form the question.
"I think we may have." Kelly answered, showing Tim her ring on the matching finger.
"Let's get dressed, have some breakfast... and maybe some Tylenol and work through it." He told her gently, kissing her cheek.
He had to give himself props, even in his drunken state he hadn't bought her a cheap and nasty plain gold plated band from some tourist shop for twenty bucks. He looked at his band first, a matte platinum ring with Celtic knots engraved on it. The two bands that had adorned Kelly's left hand was a classic diamond cushion double halo bridal set in platinum. The diamond looked to be a high quality stone, G or H - VVS: Very slightly included with exceptional brilliance and sparkle and at least two carets. That impressed him, that in his inebriation he still had remembered everything Penny had taught him about buying high quality diamonds.
Shyly Kelly got out of bed first, stark naked. Her stomach and breasts were peppered with small love bites and she felt like she needed a shower to wash the dried semen from her taut stomach. 'That answered one question' she thought as looked around for something to cover up with.
Tim had his back to her, to allow her the illusion of privacy. "Ah Tim?" She said hesitantly. "Turn around please." She had slipped on his white cotton shirt from last night which she had yet to button. Standing there she showed Tim her stomach and the dried semen. "Please tell me, this was you." She begged.
"Must have been." He admitted sheepishly. "When we were at that club with Tony and Sam I remember thinking I was being overprotective, that Gibbs would kill me if I let someone get their hands on you... oh my god! He's going to kill me, isn't he?" Tim asked her horrified. "He's going to hunt me down and use that sniper rifle on me, isn't he?"
"You?" She asked, completely horrified herself. "He's going to kill me. He has always said he doesn't care who I date, as long as they're not an agent."
Glancing over at the clock on the bedside table and noting that the suite was quiet, Tim couldn't believe his eyes. It was 1700 hours and they were supposed to be checked out and on a 1430 flight to Reagan. "Are you guys on the same flight as us?" Tim asked her.
"I've missed my flight." She told him, worried. She had a tear forming in her eyes and was upset at the thought that her friends had just left her.
He picked up his phone and looked at the text message from Tony. 'Sleep it off! Room's paid for another night. Proud of you, little brother. Call me to get you from airport tomorrow.'
Seeing Tim reach for his phone, sent Kelly into last night's bag, looking for hers. Finding lots of missed calls, voice messages and text messages, she ignored them all and opened the last message from Linda. 'Hey Kells, I c u took my suggestion & snagged ur self the best man. Ur bags r in suite, call me & let me know ur safely home. I & T both assure me, u r safe w/Tim. tried waking u guys, but u were 2 far gone. Love u.'
"Hungry?" Tim asked her. "Room service?" Gathering the bed sheet around his waist. They made their way into the living room and sure enough, Kelly's luggage was outside the bedroom door. They found the room service menu and Kelly told Tim what she wanted was a piece of steak. So Tim ordered two steaks and offered Kelly to go freshen up in the ensuite first, which she gratefully accepted.
While he was looking around, back his room. He replaced the sheet and straightened the bed out. Throwing boxers on he found a small packet tucked away with the Bellagio hotel insignia on it. "What have ya got there?" She asked, coming out of the bathroom in an old NIS tee and cotton sleep shorts.
"Photos." Tim answered, staring at the photos in hand. The one that had captured his attention was Kelly in his arms, a long white dress sweeping down her body, her head thrown back in laughter, bouquet in hand and a huge grin on both their faces. All set to the Bellagio Lake and fountain in the background.
Flipping to the next photo, saw Kelly, in the same dress and Tim in light grey dress pants, not the jeans he'd worn clubbing last night. The two of them were tangled up amongst one another, kissing.
The flicked to another photo and saw Tim and Kelly looking deeply into another, set to the backdrop of the Eiffel Tower.
Underneath the photos, they found a wedding license for the state of Nevada, stamped, dated and signed. Kelly Anne Gibbs and Timothy McGee were legally married!