Now it's My Turn

Sequel to "Gibbs' New Girl" & "Switching Places"

By MchakotayParis (R. Mason)

Chapter 3

Ziva called legal and set up an appointment for Gibbs to meet with a lawyer privately at eleven-thirty so by the time he got back from his meeting and lunch with Ali the team had his requests finished. His meeting with the lawyer had gone well because a few years earlier Allison and Gibbs had made out their wills along with making each other their health care proxies, durable power of attorney for financial management and writing out a domestic partnership agreement.

Along with the papers that showed Allison had legally purchased the Abrahams family house, and the title having been changed to her name, the attorney assured Gibbs that even if Grayson tried he couldn't take the house from Allison. So by the time Gibbs returned to NCIS he was in a good mood and was more than a little curious about Allison's estranged family.

They had talked a little during lunch Ali explaining that after Grayson abandoned her he still kept in contact with her younger siblings but wanted nothing to do with her. Over the years they had come to resent Ali for in their father's words "taking their mother away from them" so by the time they all were grown and left for college they wanted absolutely nothing to do with Allison. She'd tried to put on a brave face and say it didn't bother her but Gibbs knew differently and he hoped that none of them would cause problems or hurt her at the funeral.

As he walked into the bullpen he could see the rest of his team waiting for him and as he locked up his keys and gun he called. "What have we got people?"

At this Tony jumped up, grabbing the clicker and pointing it at the plasma screen.

"Douglas Grayson, Age 72. Retired four star Admiral, currently Ambassador to several foreign embassies. Wife Adrian Abrahams, Age 68 Deceased."

"Boss?" asked Tim.

"Allison got served with papers telling her that her mother had passed away and that she was needed only to come to the funeral and the reading of the will." said Gibbs solemnly.

"Arrogant bastard," muttered Ziva under her breath.

"That's among some of the other things he's been called Ziva," said Gibbs with a smile. "Go on Tony"

"Uhhh…right Boss. Father of seven children. Eldest daughter, Allison Desirae Grayson, Age 56. Currently of Washington D.C. Next eldest, Rebecca Celeste Grayson/Peters, Age 42. Married to a Dr. David Peters, currently living in San Juan California. Oldest son Douglas Abraham Grayson Jr., Age 40. Major in United States Air Force, currently stationed in D.C. Next daughter, Elisa Renee Grayson/McKenzie, Age 38. Married to Stuart McKenzie (Corporate C.E.O.), currently living in New York City. Next daughter Patricia Danielle Grayson/Tannenbaun, Age 36. Married to a Dr. Andrew Tannenbaun (Psychiatrist), currently living and practicing in Boston Massachusetts. Youngest son Robert Devon Grayson, Age 34. Single and a United States Senator for the state of Maryland. Youngest daughter Sydney Valentina Grayson, Age 32. Single, living in Denver Colorado where she is a board certified attorney at Law."

"Well they sure seem to have done well for themselves in spite of Allison's upbringing," said Tim.

"McGee!" warned Ziva shooting dirty looks his way.

"Sorry Boss, I just meant that despite Allison's so called horrible parenting they all turned out really well." said Tim quickly.

"I agree, Tim. I think Admiral Grayson just told them all of that to get back at Allison. For her so called role in ruining his wife." said Gibbs. "So is that all you've got DiNozzo?"

"That's it Boss, I can get pictures and their financials by tomorrow if you want them?" said Tony.

"No need DiNozzo, I'll meet them soon enough at the funeral. So what about the Abrahams' McGee?"

"Uhhh…Oh. Allison's mother is or was Adrian Abrahams, Age 68 Deceased. She was living in Miami, Florida with her husband Admiral Douglas Grayson but was originally from Stafford, Virginia. Her grandfather is Robert Abrahams, Age 82. Former United States Senator from Virginia. She also has an uncle Devon Abrahams, Age 75. Currently a United States Senator from the state of Massachusetts."

"Can you tell if her Uncle or Grandfather have had any contact with Ali or even acknowledge her?" asked Gibbs.

"As far as my sources can find out, they pretty much believed Admiral Grayson story that Allison was responsible for the condition of their sister and daughter and disowned her when her father did." said Tim.

"Stupid men," said Ziva loudly.

"I agree Ziva, but it's all about saving face and looking good in politics. Abrahams is old money and Robert and Devon are the third and fourth generation to serve as Senators, and they expected Adrian to be the perfect Senator's or Admiral's wife. When she wasn't they had to blame someone and Allison was the perfect scapegoat." explained Tim.

"So what's our next move Boss?" asked Tony

"Ali and I will fly down to Virginia this Thursday for the graveside funeral then stay until the will is read on Friday. After that I'm not sure, I might ask Vance for some more time off and take Ali down to her house at Chesapeake Beach."

"Could we come with you Boss, as a show of support for Ali" asked Tim.

"Ali would appreciate that Tim and so would I. Just let me check with Vance to make sure were all approved to go." said Gibbs as he headed upstairs to speak with Vance.

"Tell Vance that I'm sure Ducky, Abby and Palmer will want to go too." said Tony with a smile thinking of their Goth forensic scientist meeting Admiral Grayson.

"I'm sure he's thought of that DiNozzo, seeing as he's going too." answered Gibbs as he took the last step and headed towards Vance's office.

After a quick discussion Vance informed Gibbs that himself plus his whole team had the time off and would be flown down to Virginia in the Secretary of the Navy's private plane. After informing his team of the arrangements he went downstairs to tell Abby and Ducky of their plans. Ducky, Abby and Palmer all informed Gibbs that they would be more than willing to do whatever was necessary to support Allison during this time so arrangements were made for them to meet Ali and Gibbs on Thursday morning at Sec Nav's private plane.

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Thursday morning dawned gloomy, Allison having taken off the rest of the week when her boss discovered her loss. While Gibbs and the rest of the team worked up until Thursday morning Allison had spent the days alone at home worrying about what her family would say when they saw her again and whither or not she was going to be able to keep the house. Gibbs had told her that he'd spoken with a lawyer and that no matter what her father tried he couldn't take the house away from her but Allison just couldn't shake the sinking feeling that she would have a fight on her hands over it.

So when Gibbs woke her Thursday morning she was in a decided funk and no matter what Gibbs said or did made her feel better. As she dressed in her most somber Allison clothes Gibbs came up behind her wrapping her arms around her waist.

She was dressed from head to toe in black. Wearing a sleeveless black dress with a small belt and a flared skirt. Black pantyhose and matching black high heel shoes. Her accessory's were simple a simple pearl necklace, small diamond studded earrings with matching black shaw. As Gibbs looked at her he couldn't express how proud of her he was. She was the perfect, elegantly dressed Admiral's daughter that he'd ever seen and he wondered again how he'd been so lucky to have her in his life. As he gently turned her around, kissing her forehead, then whispered in her ear.

"You look beautiful Ali, any father would be proud to have a daughter like you."

"Really Daddy, I mean it's not to much..." stammered Ali then stopped as she saw the love shinning in his eyes and buried her face in front of his jacket before the tears started.

Gibbs held her for a few seconds the gently moved her back raising her chin so she could look at him.

"No Ali, you are the most beautiful woman in the world right now and I am honored to consider you my daughter." said Gibbs as he once again leaned in to kiss her forehead.

"Oh thank you Daddy. You don't know how much it means to me to have you coming with me to the funeral. I just don't think I could face them all by myself." answered Ali softly.

"Well you don't have to worry about being alone anymore little one. You've got a family that loves you very much. Now are you're bags packed and ready to go?"

"Yes sir, but I'm still not sure about packing my "baby" things for this trip." said Ali with a little weariness in her voice.

"Ali baby this trip is going to be hard enough on you during the day. I will not let you not be spoiled at night as well. We are checked into a hotel so we won't be anywhere near your family for them to see what you do at night." said Gibbs firmly.

"You're right Daddy, I'm sorry for doubting you. You've been such a big help with all the arrangements for this little trip."

"Then let me take care of the rest of it for you and you just relax. The hard part will come later at the funeral."

"Yes daddy," sighed Ali as she once again laid her head on his chest.

"That's my girl, now if you're ready lets get this show on the road. I'm anxious to show off my beautiful daughter." said Gibbs with a smile and a small laugh as he playfully swatted her bottom.

"Yes sir!" said Ali then moved quickly out of his arms before he could swat her again.

She'd left her two suitcases in the hallway. One containing her clothes for the two day trip and the other all of her necessary "baby" things. As she grabbed both of her suitcases Gibbs came up behind her and took the heavier one from her. Her "baby" suitcase was by far the heavier one since she was having to take enough of her stuff for the two day trip.

Before they left he'd asked Mrs. Travis to come in Friday and pack most of her "baby" stuff to be shipped down to her house at Chesapeake Beach. Gibbs had gotten the address and directions from Mrs. Travis and planned on taking Ali straight down from the funeral in Virginia. Vance had approved an extra week of leave for him, calling it bereavement time. Filing it under the jurisdiction that Gibbs' daughter had just lost her grandmother.

Allison smiled at Gibbs' back then quickly hurried to catch up with him and soon they were loading the suitcases in the trunk of Gibbs' car. As Ali got in the car she once again tried to bring up the arrangements. Gibbs had been so secretive about everything and while she was glad in a way she also felt a little apprehensive. Allison had gotten so used to being in charge of everything that it sometimes took her a while to remember that it wasn't like that anymore. Now she had Gibbs to help with the load and take over things when they became to much for her.

"Daddy, are we flying or driving down to Virginia?" asked Ali as she buckled her seatbelt.

"Allison sweetheart, just relax. You trust me don't you?" asked Gibbs as he looked at the woman in the car beside him.

"Oh of course Daddy! With my life!" cried Ali as she reached over and took his hand.

"Then relax baby girl and trust me, everything is taken care of." said Gibbs with squeeze of her hand then he started the car.

"Of course Daddy, always" said Ali softly as she felt a peace descend over her and she settled down for the ride to wherever they were going. Gibbs would always take care of her for that she was certain.

The drive to the airport took about forty-five minutes and when Gibbs turned into a private driveway Ali sat up and took notice of where they were. Soon they pulled up to a private hanger where a Cessna aircraft sat just outside. As Allison opened the door she looked over and saw Director Vance and the entire team emerge from the hanger. With an ear splitting scream she ran towards Abby and Ziva.

"You came...You came!" cried Ali as she threw herself at both women.

"Of course ktantonet," said Ziva

"You're family Ali" reminded Abby as she lead the woman to towards the plane.

As the ladies lead Allison to the plane, Tim, Tony and Palmer grabbed the bags out of the trunk as Director Vance came over to shake Gibbs hand.

"Glad you two could make it, there's been a short delay in our departure because of bad weather in the area. The pilot said we should be able to leave in the next half hour or so." informed Vance as he and Gibbs walked to the plane and entered.

"Well that should distract Ali for a while," said Gibbs with a laugh.

"How's she been doing?" asked Vance sincerely.

"She's been getting more and more depressed the closer we got to the funeral. She's not that bad right now but I'd like her to take a nap before we get to the funeral." said Gibbs.

As Vance looked over at the ladies he smiled. Allison, Abby and Ziva were currently huddled around a small screen in the back of the plane talking and laughing loudly.

"Good luck with that. I'll just go check with the pilot to see if were still clear to leave when there is a break in the weather." said Vance as he exited the plane and headed towards the hanger.

Gibbs went over to the three ladies, wrapping his arms around Ali's neck and kissing her on top of the head.

"Don't get her too excited Abs, I want her relaxed for the funeral this afternoon."

"Got it Boss man. Hey Ali, how about we see if there is a game on instead?" said Abby as she searched the channels and found a baseball game on.

"Thanks Abs," whispered Gibbs then kissed the side of her head.

"Any time Gibbs," said Abby as he looked over at Ali and saw that she had already curled up against the back of the seat calmly watching the game.

It turned out to be almost forty-five minutes before the weather cleared enough for the pilot to take off. Although the trip was scheduled to take only an hour, with the forty-five minute delay it was getting close to the time for the funeral before they made it to Virginia. Gibbs insisted that they stop by the hotel allowing Ali to clean up and change her diaper before heading to the graveside funeral.