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Abby looked over at Dawn on the computer. Her fingers moved very fast for a seven year old. Although her spelling wasn't the best, Abby bet Dawn could type faster than Gibbs. Okay, of course she could. Gibbs was technology challenged. Maybe she could type faster than Tony?

"Hey Abbs. Hey Dawn," Kate said as she entered Abby's lab, Tony following at her heels. They were each carring evidence boxes.

"Oooh presents," Abby said, rubbing her hands together. Dawn also looked excited. She loved watching her mother run tests. Although she wished that just once, she could watch Uncle Duck cut open the body, watching her mom in the lab was second best. Every once in awhile, when they weren't in a hurry, her mom would actually let her look under the microscope or help process evidence in what her mother called her "baby."

"Was the body all gross?" Dawn questioned, apparently fascinated.

"It was actually a rape victim. Her name was Sergeant Lisa Turner, about twenty-seven years old. Husband walked in and found her naked, laying across the arm of the couch. Very tramatic for him," Tony said sympathetically.

"Did he do it?" Dawn asked.

"That is why we brought you guys all this stuff, so you can tell us," Tony replied, motioning to the evidence boxes.

"Happy birthday dear Dawn. Happy birthday to you," they all sang later that day at dinner. Dawn blew out the candles and everyone clapped as her dad cut the cake. She enjoyed being surrouned by the people she loved. She looked to her left to see her mom talking across the table to Aunt Kate. To her right, she could see her dad carrying on what seemed like a dull conversation with Uncle Ducky. All the while, Uncle Tony and Probie each sat on one side of Kate; neither saying a word.

"How does it feel to be eight Dawn?" Kate asked.

"Same as seven really. Wasn't I supposed to grow or something? I'm the same height I was yesterday."

"Looks like you grew a little to me," Tony said, finally speaking up. "Come here." He motioned Dawn over with a finger. When she was in front of him, he stood up too. Holding his hand over her head, he leveled it with his chest. "Wow Dawn! I think you grew about an inch."

"Really?" Dawn asked skeptically. She looked over at Kate for reassurance.

"Oh yeah. Maybe an inch and a half," Kate laughed, winking at Tony.

"Cool beans!" Dawn yelled, a little to loudly. A young boy, about nine, stared at her from the table over. "Whatcha lookin' at doofus brain?" Dawn asked and then made a face.

"Dawn," Gibbs scolded.

"What?" She tried to act innocent as she walked back over to her chair.

"Go Dawn," Abby whispered in her ear as they exchanged high fives.

"Abby." Gibbs eyed his wife.

"What?" she smiled, trying to proclaim her innocence. Gibbs just shook his head and returned to his conversation with Ducky.

"Hey mom," Dawn said, tapping Abby on the shoulder. "May I go to the bathroom? It's right over there." She pointed to a door, a few feet to their left.

"You want me to go with you?" Abby questioned.

"Mom," Dawn sighed dramatically. "I'm eight now. I can go to the bathroom by myself. Geeze, what do I look like? A little kid?"

"Okay, okay. If you say so. I'm still gonna keep an eye on you though."

"Whatever floats your boat mom," Dawn replied as she walked off.