Warnings: None for this chapter.

A/N: Sorry for the delay. Hope you enjoy!


Jethro Gibbs had driven through rain and wind to get back to Washington.

A weekend at his cabin had been in store, cleaning and getting it ready for winter. But when his cell phone had ringed half way up North, Gibbs had turned the truck around and headed back to D.C. Now, he was parked at the hospital, watching the rain come down and he paused.

Tony had sounded like a little kid on the phone, announcing the arrival of the McGee twins. I'm an Uncle boss! Gibbs didn't have the heart to point out that Leah's older siblings had children… making him an uncle by marriage… his former senior field agent had sounded so happy… Gibbs was happy as well. After all their failed attempts of getting pregnant, finally getting the money to pay for a surrogate… Tim and Delilah had their children.

Gibbs let a smile cross his face. He knew that these children were not his biological grandkids, but just like little Victoria running around calling Ducky grandducky—he felt like a grandfather. Jack was always eager and happy to spend time with him and Gibbs loved bonding with the little miniature DiNozzo. He was looking forward to the days that he spent showing Jack how to craft things from wood.

He got out of the car and slammed the door shut. In just a few short years he would have four little ones in his basement and his heart filled with so much love that it almost burst.


Theodore John McGee, all of a few hours old, was a completely captivated audience for his Uncle Tony. His little mouth would shape into little o's, and he would mew in such a tiny voice that it made his Grandpa Gibbs smile. Both babies looked very much like their mother but when little Theo pulled his cheeks into a reactionary smile, everyone in the room saw Tim.

Gibbs glanced down at the little girl in his arms, fast asleep. He envisioned Grace running around his backyard with her little blonde head, playing with Samantha Caitlin, bonding over the fact that they were both named after such an influential woman in their fathers' lives. Kate would be happy… and perhaps stunned… to see how far Tim had come… maybe even more stunned to see how far Tony had come…

Tony had become a natural with babies, Gibbs noticed. For a man that had been so nervous when his wife had first gotten pregnant, he had come a long way. And it was obvious that Theo was comfortable with his Uncle Tony. "Oh wait until Auntie Leah meets you," the NCIS agent cooed at the baby, "She is going to want to eat you up!"

"Auntie Leah isn't coming to visit until she's better… right?" Tim asked nervously from across the hospital room they had been given so their friends and family could visit with the twins. "I just… I don't want them getting sick so little."

"Don't worry, McWorrywort," Tony teased, "Leah won't come visit until all the germs are out of our house."

Samantha stretched in Gibbs' arms and yawned as her eyes opened. She began to fuss and Gibbs stroked her cheek with his finger. "I think someone is getting hungry."

Delilah took the baby from him and gently guided a prepared bottle into the little girl's mouth. The nurses had shown them how to feed their babies and one had taught Tim how to make the formula up, but her husband was still nervous about feeding. It was one of those things that he was going to have to learn and get comfortable with. Right now, he nervously took Theo from his partner and slowly gave his son the other prepared bottle.

Tony smiled. "See… it's not so bad now is it, McGee?"

Tim glanced down at Theo, happily eating his lunch and sighed, happily. "No. It's pretty great actually."

"Look at that, boss," the team leader said, "Our little probie is all grown up."

Gibbs laughed, silently, and had to agree. Of course, he'd thought the same thing when he'd seen Tony with Jack for the first time… how grown up the younger man had been. Sure, there were still moments where he was Tony… just like there was still moments where Tim was Tim… "Had to happen to all of you sometime," he remarked, grinning.

Tony chuckled. "Yeah," he sighed as his phone vibrated. He pulled it out and looked at it.

"NCIS?" Tim guessed.

"Leah. I gotta go. Grace is running a fever again," Tony said, standing up with a groan. "Apparently I'm the only one she wants when she's sick."

"Aw," Delilah said, finishing up feeding Samantha. "That's sweet."

Tony shrugged and turned to go. "Well, I'm off to go sing You Are My Sunshine for the next three hours."

Gibbs grinned as his former senior field agent left. He leaned forward and rested his hands on his knees. "We're going to have to have a party to welcome the little ones home… been waiting a long time for them it seems."

Tim rocked Theo in his arms. "Yeah.," he said, smiling, "Yeah, we did wait a long time. I'm happy they're finally here."

"Me too," Ellie said. "You were, um, getting… well… a little… annoying with all the questions."

"Hey!"

"Sorry! It's true!"

Gibbs laughed this time, out loud. "Once these little babies are out of the hospital and DiNozzo has the germ situation squared away at his house… everyone will come over to mine for barbeque and a proper welcome to the family."

Tim smiled at his son. As happy as he was that Tony and Ellie, and now Gibbs was here to meet his children, he was very much looking forward to introducing them to the rest of their family. "That sounds perfect, boss."


It only took Tony two hours to get Grace to sleep. The infant was cutting her first tooth and was the crankiest he had ever seen her. With the kids down so early the house was incredibly quiet.

He found his wife downstairs in the living room, flipping through the photographs of the twins on his phone. "How did you into my phone?"

She grinned at him. "I know your passcode."

"What? How?"

"I watched you enter it a few times and memorized it."

Tony sat down on the sofa with her. "Sneaky," he said, kissing her neck, "I like sneaky."

Leah swatted him away. "I've been taking care of sick kids all day. I'm covered in tears and snot… not very sexy."

"Do you really think I care?"

"No. But I want to look at these pictures!"

Tony relented and wrapped an arm around her, watched her as she smiled as she looked at the photographs that her husband had taken at the hospital. "You ever think we'll have another baby?" he asked, randomly.

Leah's brow furrowed and she replied, "It's not something I think about… I did just spend all day wiping Jack's nose and making sure Grace's teething rings were cool. Why? Do you think will have more kids?"

He shrugged. "I don't know, just looking at those photos… they look happy… "

"Are you not happy?"

"Yes, I'm very happy…"

Leah leaned over and gave him a quick kiss. "How about we revisit this discussion when Grace is three, okay?"

Tony smiled and nodded, "Sounds good to me." He pulled her into his arms and grabbed his phone from her hand and made the executive decision to order a pizza for dinner so they could spend the evening relaxing together.