Christmas Miracles

Chapter Eight

Nicholas Torres and ELeanor in her room were trying to figure out the name of the baby boy. Though Eleanor wanted Dane Nicholas Torres while Nick wanted Nicholas Junior to be so out of place with his own name.

He was more interested with keeping his name alive for the future children that his own son will have. Shaking his head he finally decided to only please Eleanor to go with Dane Nicholas Torres instead.

Now it was going to be his job with telling everybody when ever possible with looking outside with the snow letting up some what to drive. It's been a long day with the both him and he needed to get some sleep.

Though it was Christmas. He pulled out another small gift handing it to his wife in bed sitting up. The delivery was rough on her and they needed to cut her a few inches in order for her to delivered.

"Are you alright Elle?" Asking on whether she was fine. She had to try to get into a more comfortable spot.

"Cutting me wasn't easy for me and it's going to take a few days to heal. It's why they had placed a tube up me to pee." She will say with a embarrassing look on her face.

"I understand it Elle. However right now I need to be going with the snow slowing down. Hopefully I will be able to get on home with the truck without having an accident."

"Don't even say that Nick. Go and have a good rest. But before you go please go to the nursery to check out our son Dane Nicholas." She requested with a heartfelt feeling...

"Of course I will go see our son. I am not going to abandored the both of you during the Christmas holiday. I just wished my sister was around accept for the fact she is overseas somewhere and she didn't bother to mention it with the last phone call I had with her four months ago."

"She will probably surface sometimes during the holidays. I don't think she will not call since the both of you are supposed to be close." Bishop had to say.

"At least I was able to contact your family especially your own mother happy as a lark as with your brother George. He was hoping to drive here and celebrate. But when he saw all of the bad weather he decided to stay home with his own family."

"George has always been that way and including my other two brothers. Anyway Nick please get going...I could use some sack time myself." She yawn with moving down into the bed to get into a comfortable spot.

He kisses her before going and a little tweet to her left swelled breast and nipple. She had already started with the breast feeding with the baby Dane Nicholas Torres.

Meanwhile at the Gibbs house.

Madeline back at the house after being taken into NCIS for questioning. She was in her room laying down after getting Shane to sleep. She had made sure where Loreile and Gibbs were located downstairs in the basement. He was working on a special project in spite the cold he had dressed for the elements with his wife watching him work with another version of the Chickadee for Director Leon Vance.

He had asked Special Agent Gibbs a few weeks back on whether he would be able to design one for him and his daughter Kayla. Since she does think of Gibbs as her grandfather.

"It's amazing on how well your hands are working after all of the abused they have taken over the years?" She will say in general.

"I try not to think about it Loreile as it's a thing of the mind. I just work the best I could until I am not able to work any further in my old age." He said to have her shaking her head and with moving in to kiss him on his moist lips.

"By the way did Madeline receive her call from Hernandez or who ever does call?" Loreile had to asked him the question.

"I really don't know. However she did say it was a possible chance that a call might come in tonight and no doubt hearing about her arrest with the lack of evidence by NCIS and the local Metro police. Who ever had planted that evidence will eventually be caught?" Gibbs will reply to give Loreile down her spine.

Meanwhile her husband placed a hand onto her stomach to see if he 's able to feel the baby. "It's too early for the baby to be moving Jethro."

A moment later Madeline had started half way down the stairs to interrupt the both of them. "Gibbs I wanted to let you know that Hernandez just called me to let me know that he believes my story about being arrested and let go."

"Did he say anything else?" Gibbs moved in closer to her.

"I was able to give him a full detail report on your new case for which he's fascinated since it was one of his men killing Corporal Donny James. It's gotten too confusing for me Special Agent Gibbs. My superiors after sending a coded text message is not going to like the contents of the case and with the murder of James."

Gibbs had felt that something else she was holding back.

"Is there something you're holding back?" He felt it with her persona and body language for the most part...

"Yeah! There is Gibbs. He told me that he was going to open up a new pipeline much smaller with three probable states with the truck lines to bring in the merchandise mostly all weapons to help with his regime. Plus he also said that he wasn't done trying to kill you." She will respond with Gibbs turning to kick something in his way to vent his anger. He was exhausted after such a long day and now being Christmas.