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G – Grandfather
Abby and McGee and Tony and Ziva were out on a double date. Even though both couples had been married for quite some time now, they still loved to go out together once in a while like they used to do when they dated. Tonight, though, Gibbs was coming over Tony and Ziva's house to watch his 'grandchildren' – in the truest sense of the word, anyway – so their parents, his 'kids', could relax for a night. They left them with their father, one of the few people they all trusted with their life – and, more importantly, their kids' lives. Abby had dropped their twins off with Ziva earlier – Bailey and Ben – 4. Tony and Ziva had two kids of their own – Justin, 5, and Kelly, 3.
"Grandpa! Let's play a game!" Justin said as the others crowded around him. As the eldest in the group that were as close as blood-related brothers and sisters, Justin acted as the designated spokesperson. Or, rather, he took it upon himself to represent and 'protect' their family.
Gibbs smiled and glanced at his watch. It was 7:00. I guess there is some time. He looked upon the eager faces gazing at him. "Okay, why don't you go pick out something to play?" The kids nodded in agreement as they ran towards the recently-built playroom in the 2-story suburban home Tony and Ziva had bought shortly after she found out she was pregnant with Justin.
Flash-back:
"Gibbs, that is too much for you. We cannot ask you to watch 4 young children. We'll hire someone." Ziva said when he had initially offered to babysit.
He just looked at her in disbelief. "Ziva, don't be ridiculous. It would be an absolute honor to watch yours and Abby's kids. Hey, even DiNozzo and McGee's" he laughably replied.
Ziva looked skeptical, but she soon relented. "Well…alright. As long as you're absolutely sure. And you must call us if they get out of hand."
"There won't be any problems, Ziver. Just relax and enjoy your night." Gibbs thought for a minute. "On second thought, they are DiNozzo's kids…" He laughed as he shook his head. "Really, Ziva, it's okay. I love those kids. They call me grandpa. They're the grandkids I never had. I'm their grandfather. Don't worry. I'd give my life to protect my grandchildren – and my children." At that Ziva reached out, smiling and slightly teary eyed, pulling her surrogate father into a warm embrace.
As Gibbs sat around at the table and watched these kids play, he was mystified. Granted, he had to help little Kelly play, and the twins were on their own team, but that didn't stop them from enjoying themselves like little kids should.
"Grandpa! It's your turn!" Ben said as he handed Gibbs and Kelly each a die to roll. He smiled and took it from Ben. As he rolled the dice, with all of his grandkids watching him with excitement, he smiled. I wouldn't trade this moment for anything. It doesn't get much better than this.