(Tony)

I watch as Ari stands, and begins to slowly walk towards Gibbs, who counters his move by walking the other way, keeping his distance.

"When I heard that you were placing flowers on the roof where Ziva died, I could not believe it. It was almost to good to pass up."

"Almost?"

"I needed you to commit suicide with your own rifle." Ari says, nodding his head towards the gun in his hand, which must be one of Gibbs'. "You never did give me enough credit in our game. I knew it was a trap. You can't trust anyone to cover you, and you need to kill me to taste the sweetness of revenge." Smirks Ari as he raises his gun.

Gibbs puts up his hand "I've killed enough men in my life, Ari. It's going to be just as sweet watching you die."

I raise my gun as Ari cocks his.

"Sorry to spoil your-"

I put a bullet in him, right in the middle of the forehead.

(Kate)

I gasp as I hear a tiny wail go through the room, and the slight cheer of some of the doctors and nurses.

"It's a girl." One of them told me, and I caught a glimpse of her as they wrapped her tiny body up in a blanket.

I smile, and I am about to ask if I can hold her, when more pain comes.

"The other one is ready. Push in three, two, one." Orders the doctor, and I do, giving the last of my strength into bringing the second of Tony and my two beautiful babies into the world.

(Tony)

I hear Gibbs' sigh as he gets up, and I follow, walking over to Ari's dead body.

We stare at him for a moment, in silence, though there is nothing to be said.

Satisfaction, and fury, and guilt rack the lines on Gibbs' face and tug my heart.

I look down at Ari's eyes, cold and heartless, in death, as in life.

I place one more bullet in his forehead for good measure.

(Kate)

I gasp as the second baby's wail joins his or her older sister's, and I collapse back into the bed, breathing heavily.

"Is it a boy…or a girl?" I ask

"Boy." Smiles one of the doctors. "One of each, both healthy and beautiful."

I shut my eyes and gasp with relief, exhaustion, love and joy.

"Well done, my dear." Smiles Ducky, small tears in his eyes.

"Thanks Duck." I smile up at him.

A moment later, a nurse brings over my babies.

"May I?" asks Ducky, and I nod.

The nurse hands him my little boy, and me my little girl.

I look down at her face, too perfect for words, and I pray that Tony will get here soon.

(Tony)

Gibbs and I still haven't said a word since Ari's death.

We got into the car and started heading back to NCIS. The silence was broken by my ringtone.

"Yeah Abs?"

"Tony! Thank God you finally picked up! Where are you and Gibbs? We've been calling you for hours! Kate went into labor! We're at the hospital! Hurry!"

I slam my phone shut and say

"Kate's in labor!"

I don't need to say anything else, because Gibbs slams on the brakes, skids the car in a U turn, and stamps on the gas pedal.

We arrive at the hospital ten minutes later, and I go running in.

I nearly run into Abby, and I frantically ask "Is she okay? Did she have the baby? Is it okay?"

"Go see for yourself." Says Abby, a huge smile on her face. She points to the door just down the hall from where she and McGee are.

I run down the hall and throw open the door to see Kate in bed in her arms a small bundle.

I walk towards her, my head feels light and I am elated and terrified at the same time.

She looks at me with a smile on her face and tears in her eyes.

I come to a stand-still as I lay eyes on my beautiful child.

"Is it boy or girl?" I ask,

"Both. Twins, Tony. We have a son and a daughter." Whispers Kate, and I then notice Ducky in the chair beside her, cradling another small bundle.

Only then, does my throat clog with suppressed tears.

I lean down and kiss Kate very softly, pulling back only to whisper

"You did good Kate."

She smiles up at me and says, "Would you like to hold our daughter, Tony?"

A tear slides down my cheek.

I gently take our daughter from her arms, and I look down at her face, just as beautiful as her mother's. She has her Mommy's freckles, nose and mouth. She especially has her Mommy's pretty eyes, and a patch of dark brown hair on her head. I stare in awe of the being I helped create as she yawns, her little mouth full of only gums.

I look up at Kate, unable to speak, and I see she has a look on her face that perfectly describes how I'm feeling as she looks down at our son in her arms: Undeniable, irrevocable, and unwavering love, joy, and awe.

"I love you." I whisper to her, my vocice hoarse "I love you so much."

She smiles, "I love you too."