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"Can I ask you a question?" Tim turned to look at Tony laying next to him in the bed.
"Of course."
"How do you feel about the fact that no one knows you exist?"
Tim gave him a strange look. "What?"
"I mean of course people know you exist but they know you as Timothy McGee. They don't know that Gibbs is your father and it's like some deep dark secret people don't even know about your mother or sister or that Gibbs has a son."
Tim sat up bringing his knees up under the blanket. "What brought this question on?"
"Something Kate said the other day."
"Oh and what did Kate say?"
"She said Gibbs has been married like four times." Tim paled.
"Oh no don't worry she was being funny she didn't know how right she was but then Gibbs corrected her and said Kate it was three times and I'm not you but if I was I can just imagine what I'd feel having my very existence not being validated. Basically having your life and that of your mother and sister's erased from your father's past."
Tim sighed. "I'm okay with it. Maybe if I didn't work at NCIS I would have an issue but I do and I don't want to be known as Gibbs son. Or for people to think that I got where I am because of whose son I am. People know. You know. The ex wives and Fornell know. Mike Franks knows and Marrow knows."
"The director knows?"
"mmm yeah well he was the director when our case went through and at the time dad became and agent I was still a dependent so I had to go on his paper work. It was hushed up though no one else knew. "
"I never knew that."
Tim shrugged. " I don't like talking about my life after they died. It wasn't horrible but it wasn't really pleasant either."
Tony nodded having heard a few of the stories before. "I'm sorry for bringing it up."
"No it's fine you don't have to be sorry or worry about asking me questions." Tim pulled him close and kissed him.
"Lets get some sleep." Tony suggested and Tim nodded in agreement snuggling down next to Tony.
A few days after their conversation Tim was woken up from a deep sleep by the ringing of his phone. He grabbed it and looked at it groggily. "Tony?"
"The boiler in my apartment blew I won't have heat water or electricity for a month." Tim sat up rubbing his eyes.
"Where are you going now?"
"I'm going to stay at the yard until the director catches me anyway."
"See if my dad will take you in he has the extra room."
"you mean I'd get a chance to crawl into your childhood bed."
"of course you'd go there perv." Tim rolled his eyes.
"Maybe I'll talk to Gibb about it later it's late and for tonight I'll just go to the yard.
"Yeah okay thanks for waking me Tony." Tim said a bit of snark in his voice.
"You're welcome darling." Tony singsonged back "Hey he hung up on me." Tony pouted hearing nothing but silence on the other end. "How rude." Tony had been asleep for only a few hours when his desk phone rang. "Huh what?" grabbing his phone he tried to adjust himself with his surroundings. "Agent DiNozzo. You have a what? We're on it."
He called Gibbs number. "Dinozzo it's 0520 what do you want?"
"We've been called out a Jane doe buried alive says there's a bomb on a navy ship."
"Are you at the yard?"
"Yeah The boiler in my place blew."
"DiNozzo after this is over get your ass over to my house I do have extra beds you know."
"Yes boss." Tony saluted even though Gibbs couldn't see him. He smirked wait until Tim heard about this.
"Okay now Tony call Kate I'll call Ducky."
"On it boss." Tony hung up the phone and then called Kate.
"Tony this better be good I was asleep." Kate grumbled.
"Crime scene we're to meet Gibbs in Rock Creek Park. Jane Doe alive says there is a bomb on a navy ship."
"Yeah okay I'll meet you there. Are you calling from the office?"
"Yes listen it's a long story I'll tell you later." He hung up the phone and headed towards the crime scene.
"Okay Kate you go to the hospital talk to the victim. Tony you're with me and Ducky." The group went about their assignments.
Tony couldn't believe what he'd just seen as packed up his things and headed towards Gibbs house.
He decided calling Tim would help settle his nerves. "Hey you okay I heard through the grapevine what happened."
"Yeah I'm fine I think it's just crazy but I didn't get to tell you your dad offered me a bed. Maybe it will even be your bed."
"That's great Tony but could you hold off going over to my dad's for a little bit I'm going to head over there and trying to come up with a convincing lie to tell you in front of my dad will just give me a head ache."
"Yeah sure I'll pick up dinner for me and Gibbs. Maybe you can sneak into the house sometime."
"I don't think so mister." Tim chuckled.
"Hey I have a question for you."
"What is that?"
"Which ex step mommy lives at the Jackson?"
"Hmm oh I think that is Stephanie I'm not sure. Why?"
"Oh the case led us there and Gibb let that little piece of information slip."
"you were hounding him weren't you?"
"Of course?" Tony shook his head smirking as he hung up.
Tim grabbed the bottle of Bourbon he'd bought and got out of his car.
"Hey I heard about the craziness that was you're last case. The victim who ended up being more than a little crazy and blew her and her lover up. Yeah I think that just might be a first. I brought you some Bourbon." Tim came down the stairs the bottle clenched in his hands. "Oh" he stopped at the bottom to see his father working on the boat and a mysterious red head sitting in the corner. He cleared his throat. It was a good thing he'd told Tony to hold off coming for a little while.
"Hello Ma'am" he nodded. "Well it looks like you're busy so I'll just leave this here for you and be on my way." He put the bottle down on the table near him and turned to leave.
"No, no I should go I have work I've been putting off anyway. You stay here young man." The woman got up and gathered her coat. "I'm Jean by the way."
"Tim." Tim took her offered hand looking over at his father.
"Well Tim it's nice to meet you."
"You too." He looked quizzical trying to remember if his father had mentioned a new girlfriend but just mentally shrugged it off. He watched her leave before turning towards his father. "New Girlfriend?"
"Friend." He said turning back towards his boat.
"Yeah Okay. So you want me to pour this." He motioned towards the bottle.
"Yeah that's fine. You'll have to get some cups from the kitchen."
"On it." Tim ran up the stairs to the kitchen and came back a minute later two cups clutched in his hands pouring the Bourbon into the cups. He passed on to his father before taking his own. "So going to tell me about potential ex-wife number four." He leaned against a table crossing his feet.
"Not much to tell. I'm not going to marry her and she travels a lot I met her in line to get coffee one day. We hang out some times but like I said she's big into PR so she travels a lot isn't around too much. We get together when she's in town. That' it."
"I see." Tim looked over at his father sure there was more to it but dropping the subject. "Here let me help you." He grabbed a tool and started to work on the boat beside his father. In silence father and son worked together as they had years in the past.
"You're going to make me help you carry this one up the stairs too aren't you?" Tim looked at him.
"Probably."
"Just don't name it something stupid and then burn it. I would actually like to get on this one. Not watch it go up in flames." Tim narrowed his eyes looking at his father as he remembered the Diana.
Gibbs chuckled thinking about the now gone boat. "Okay I promise no naming this or future boats after ex or future boats. No I think I'll name this one Kelly."
"She would love it." Tim said running his hand along the grain. "She always loved helping you with the boats.
"Yeah that she did."
"Well I should get going, Tony called me told me he was staying with you something about his boiler. Don't want to try and explain this all to him."
"Right okay thanks for this." Gibbs nodded towards the bottle.
"Of course." Tim nodded leaving waving a hand to Tony who was pulling up the street. He'd tell Tony about Jean later or maybe not he did find it funny when Tony got obsessed over his dad's mystery redhead.
Tony pulled into Gibbs driveway and grabbed his bags. "Hey Boss I'm here and I brought food. If you can just show me where to put this I'll go and grab it from the car.
"Sure follow me DiNozzo." Gibbs lead him up the stairs and into a generic looking guest room but he knew it had to be Tim's room. He smirked as he put some of his things away. Yeah this was Tim's room there was even spare suits in here.
"Okay I'm going to go and grab the food it's food from the diner I know you like." Tony said rushing out into the falling snow and grabbing the still warm containers. He came in and placed one down in front of Gibbs.
"Thanks." Gibbs nodded.
"No thank you for taking me in." Tony aid opening the container."
"You're welcome Tony." Tony watched Gibbs as he dug into the dinner and he thought of how similar and yet how different father and son were.
A/N thanks to those who took the time to review follow and fav. I hope everyone has a Happy Holiday and for those who have already celebrated I hope your Holiday was good.