Okay so I know I said I'd wait until I got ten reviews, but I'm being blackmailed again. My friend is holding out and went let see what I wanna see until she gets this chapter. Grrr… So here's the chapter that I know you're going to love and hate me for at the end. There's a third chapter to this too. It'll go up after I finish an English project. Basically I'm being graded on writing a fan fic. BEST ENGLISH TEACHER EVER!!!! I think I may even post it. I even slid a character from NCIS in…hehe. I don't think my teacher will even get the little reference though…

Oh, and sorry for the length ahead of time. This was 22 pages long in a Five Star Five subject notebook and you know how big those pages are… REVIEW please so I know I didn't waste like two hours of this past Sunday for you people!

As usual, I don't own anybody other than Jay-Jay. He's mine and maybe I'll let you play with him in your own fic if you ask nicely.

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Once Kate's screaming had ceased and Callen's tunnel vision was gone, the two exchanged a quick glance before sprinting for the room.

"DADDY!!" Kate cried.

"Gunny!" Callen said.

"Do you remember ME?" they asked in unison as they came to an awkward halt next to Jethro's bed.

Jethro blinked and stared at them. He recognized Callen, after all the nurses had put him in the next room over. The girl, however, looked like him and Shannon enough to be their daughter… He knew for certain that this girl wasn't Kelly. "You're G Callen." Jethro said. 'Why did that girl call me 'Daddy'?' Jethro thought to himself as he kept staring at the teenager. 'No. It couldn't be… Could it?'

Callen's smile was huge when Gibbs addressed him by name.

"Caitlin Erica?" Jethro asked he was a little dumbstruck.

Kate's eyes began to fill with tears of joy. "You only call me that when I'm in trouble, Daddy."

"Oh, Baby." Jethro said. "How could I forget you? C'mere."

Kate flew over to her Dad and buried her face in the crook of his neck. 'I love you Daddy' Kate signed into Jethro's chest. 'I'll love you forever and ever' she added as an afterthought.

"Oh, Princess." Gibbs said as he held Kate. "Where's your Mom and Kelly?"

Kate and Callen tensed up. Jethro felt Kate tense next to him.

"What did I say wrong?" he inquired.

"Dad, do you remember why you're in the hospital?" Kate asked carefully as she sat up.

"Our chopper got hit by some artillery and we made a 'rough'," Jethro used air quotes when he said 'rough'. "landing."

"Do you remember why you where in the chopper, Gunny?" Callen asked gently as he sat in the chair Ducky had recently abandoned.

"Because… Shannon…and…Kelly…" Gibbs trailed off. He could feel the tears welling up in his eyes. "Oh dear God," he whispered. "How the HELL could I have forgotten that?" He asked them. "How?"

Kate hugged her Dad, and for the first time in her life watched her normally stoic father sob his heart out.

Callen sighed and slipped out of the room to let the Gibbses have a moment alone.

"Excuse me," Callen said as he approached the nurses' station. "Can I use the phone?"

A nurse looked up from the chart she was filling out and nodded. "Here you go," she said as she placed the phone on the counter top.

"Thanks." Callen said as he dialed the NCIS main switchboard.

"Navy Criminal Investigative Services Switchboard. This is Holly, how may I direct your call?"

"Can you connect me to Director Shepard's office?" Callen asked. "It's regarding Agent Gibbs's condition."

"Right away, Sir!" Holly chirped. Callen heard the tell tale click and the phone began ringing again.

"Director Shepard's office." Cynthia said as she answered the phone.

"Cynthia, it's Callen. Patch me through to Jenny please." Callen requested as he ignored the look the nurse was giving him.

"Sure, Callen. You doing anything Friday night?" Cynthia asked casually.

"Nah." Callen replied. "What time do you want me to pick you up?"

Cynthia laughed. "That obvious?"

"Yeah." Callen said. "Italian or Mexican?"

"Six thirty and I'm just craving Mexican this week."

"Alright," Callen said with a smile on his face. "Six thirty it is."

"I'll patch you through now." Cynthia said.

"Thanks, Babe." Callen commented as Cynthia directed his call.

"Shepard." Jenny snapped as she answered the phone.

"Whoa there Mama Bear!" Callen joked. "Jethro's awake."

"He's awake?" Jen repeated hopefully.

"Yeah," Callen said for the millionth time that morning. "Ducky's talking to Dr. Gelfand about it now."

Jenny cut him off, "Let me grab Jay-Jay from Daycare and we'll be there in five to ten minutes!" she cried gleefully.

"Jenny! Wait! Don't…" Callen was interrupted by the dial tone. "…hang up." Callen finished to the nurse behind the counter. "Great," he muttered. "And she just HAD to give Kate her cell this morning, didn't she?"

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"Most traumatized brain injuries produce short term retrograde amnesia." Dr. Gelfand told Ducky. "But to lose years of memory like this, his medial temporal lobe of his hippocampus should be damaged."

"But his CAT scans and the EEG are normal," Ducky said, completely puzzled.

"And he remembered the explosion. I've never had a retrograde amnesia patient remember the trauma." Gelfand said puzzled. "Never," he added when he saw a hopeful look on Ducky's face.

The two doctors turned and looked through the glass wall at Kate curled up with her father. The teenage girl was helping her father drink water with a bendy straw and was laughing at something Jethro had said to the nurse, Maria.

"I don't think it's retrograde amnesia." Gelfand admitted. "I think it's dissasociative."

"An emotional repression of memory?" Ducky managed to choke out as Callen approached the aging doctors.

"Jenny's on her way in to see Dad." Callen said. "She's swinging by the NCIS daycare to pick up Jay-Jay before she leaves."

"Who is Jay-Jay?" Dr. Mallard asked puzzled.

'Oh shit!' Callen thought. 'I forgot Ducky wasn't in the loop! Dad's gonna kill me when he finds out and remembers…' Out loud Callen quickly replied, "Not important. The important thing is that the Director hung up before I could tell her about Dad's little bout of amnesia."

"Oh, dear." Ducky commented.

"Did you try her cell phone?" Gelfand inquired as he tweaked his glasses.

"Kate has it with explicit instructions to not read any of the texts Jenny receives today on the threat of a summer long groundation." Callen said as he ran a hand over his buzz cut. "Is this going to be a temporary lapse, Doc?" Callen asked as he addressed Gelfand.

"I don't think so," Gelfand replied. "I think this latest coma has led to a psychological relapse sending Agent Gibbs a good fifteen years into the past."

"Well I could have told you that ten minutes ago!" Callen replied. "Pops was asking for Shannon and Kelly."

"Who?" Gelfand asked.

"His first wife, Kate's mother, and his oldest daughter." Callen explained. "They were killed in a car accident a month after Kate was born. If Kate hadn't been born prematurely, then she would probably be dead right now."

The two doctors stared at Callen.

"WHAT?" he asked defensively. "I was there when he found out they died. The Gunny was a complete mess."

"Why don't we ask him where the explosion occurred?" Ducky suggested helpfully.

"He'll just tell you the same thing he told me and Kate when we asked him." Callen added.

"What was the answer?" Gelfand asked.

"Kuwait." Callen replied as he headed for Gibbs's room.

"Oh, Lord." Ducky said.

"Ducky?" Callen asked as he paused at the door.

"Yes, Mr. Callen?" Ducky replied.

"Do you think you could head back to the Navy Yard and let everyone else know that Dad's awake? I think Hurricane Jenny just grabbed the Munchkin and headed for the car." Callen respectfully requested.

"Dad?" Ducky questioned.

"It's a long story, and Kate and I will tell you and the team everything when this is all over with. I promise. Even if I have to fly out from LA just to tell you. Please, Ducky?"

"Of course, my dear boy!" Ducky replied as he gathered up his things from the counter where he'd left them earlier that morning. "But this had better be one hell of a story."

"It sure is Doctor Doc." Kate quipped from the door frame next to her suedo brother. "I know the whole thing." She added with a mischievous smile.

Ducky ducked into the hallway and headed for the parking garage and his hand restored Morgan, just missing Jenny and Jay-Jay by five minutes.

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Jay-jay was perched on his mother's hip, happily chewing on his fingers. He was going to see Daddy at the funny smelling place Mommy called a 'hospical'.

"Now Jay-jay," Mommy was saying to him as they rode the elly-vator. "Daddy has a big booboo on his face, and it's a funny color. Please don't yell or scream when you see it."

Jay-jay winced. He didn't like booboos. He went to Mommy or Miss Cynthia when he got one at daycare and they kissed it better for him. Maybe all Daddy needed was a booboo kiss from Mommy to make him better. He took his hand out of his mouth and put the drool covered appendage on his Mommy's designer jacket. "Otay. I no yell."

"Good." Mommy said and she kissed his forehead. "I have the card Miss Alice helped you make for Daddy. Do you want to give it to him now or when he gets home?"

"Now pease." Jay-jay said happily.

"Okay, Munchkin." Jenny said affectionately as she stepped off of the elevator.

"I wanna walk!" Jay-jay proclaimed. "I'm a big boy!"

Jenny laughed and set the toddler down on the ground. "Yes you are sweetie." Jay-jay took his Mommy's hand and happily toddled along to his Daddy's hospical room.

As they got closer Jay-jay could see his Daddy in the bed with Kate-Kate sitting on another bed, and then he saw Callen. "Mommy! Mommy!" Jay-jay said as he tugged on Jenny's hand. "I see Callen! Mommy Callen's hewe!"

Jay-jay pulled away from Jenny and weaved down the hallway to see his Daddy and brother. His big brother was here from Los Angelsless! It was nice to see Callen, but first he needed to see his Daddy.

"DADDY! DADDY!" Jay-jay chanted as he flew in and tried to climb up onto the bed.

Callen and Kate exchanged a look of horror. 'Not good!' Kate signed to Callen as the California native scooped up the two year old.

Callen nodded, he agreed with Kate's assessment of the situation. "Jay-jay," he said. "You need to stop yelling."

The little boy stopped. He just remembered he had promised his Mommy he wouldn't yell when he saw his Daddy. "I sowy." Jay-jay said. "I'm just 'cited to see Daddy, Callen."

"I know, Munchkin." Callen said as he ruffled the boy's red hair. "Thank you for stopping." Callen added as Jenny entered the room.

"Oh, thank God!" Jenny proclaimed when she saw Callen had Jay-jay secured in his arms. "He just ran off when he saw you and Jethro. He's never done this before."

"Eh." Callen said. "He's fine, Ma. He's two."

"Who is he?" Jethro asked from the bed. "I thought you didn't have a mother, Callen."

Jenny's face fell. "Kate," she said in her best no-nonsense Director voice. "Why don't you and Callen take Jay-jay for a walk while I talk with your father?" It wasn't a suggestion.

"Okay," Kate said as she got up from her chair and grabbed Jay-jay from Callen. "C'mere, Jay." Callen handed the boy over. "Let's go see if we can find some new babies to look at."

"They have a baby store at the hospical?" Jay-jay asked in awe as the trio left the room; his baby blue eyes had grown comically large like his older sister's where prone to. "I wanna see! I wanna see!" he chanted as they headed for the elevator bay.

"Do I know you?" Jethro asked Jenny once the kids had left the room.

"My name is Jenny," she replied.

Jethro was mentally assaulted with a series of memories. Memories, of their, private relationship.

"You still don't remember me?" Jen asked forlornly.

"Uh…, maybe." Jethro responded.

"We were partners…" she prodded, as she stood up from the chair and came closer to the bed.

"After," Jethro paused. "Shannon died?"

"Yes!" Jenny exclaimed.

Gibbs raised his eyebrows. "Did I marry again?" he inquired.

"Three times," was Jenny's amused reply.

"No way," Jethro chuckled as he shook his head in disbelief.

"'Fraid so." Jenny said she too was chuckling.

"Ah! You're an ex-wife." Jethro guessed.

"Oh God no!" Jenny replied laughing harder. "I'm the Director of NCIS."

Jethro's voice became somber. "For a minute I thought you were someone else."

"I'm also your third wife." Jenny added. "You remembered some of our intimate moments. Didn't you Jethro?"

Gibbs shifted uncomfortably. He was obviously embarrassed.

"Good." Jenny said. "It's a good start to regaining your memory.

"Who was the boy?" Jethro asked Jenny as she reached for her brief case.

"Our two year old son." Jenny said and she stopped moving for the case.

"What's his name?" Gibbs asked. "I feel like the World's Worst Father. I can't even remember MY OWN SON!" he said as he angrily punched his mattress.

"Shhh." Jenny said as she grabbed Jethro's arm. "You're the best father a child could ask for." She said soothingly. "His name is Jethro Jasper. We call him Jay-jay for short. Callen and Kate call him Jay sometimes. I think they do it to make him feel like a big boy."

Jethro chuckled. "It sounds like something Kelly would have done."

Jenny smiled sadly and kissed her husband's temple.

"Why did Callen call you 'Ma'?" Jethro asked as he took one of Jen's hands in his. Holding her hand like this, and her just being here felt right.

"You basically adopted him about ten years ago." Jenny said smiling. "Well, Kate basically adopted him."

"How?" Jethro asked as he pushed himself up into a better position.

"She sent him a homemade Veterans Day card when she was five with explicit orders to come to Thanksgiving and Christmas. He came, and Kate just attached herself to him. He's come to every Gibbs/Shepard family function since then.

Jethro nodded. Again it was something one of his and Shannon's children would do. "I think I remember that."

Jenny smiled and her eyes flickered over to the brief case. Showing Jethro the picture of Pinpin Pula could wait an hour or two.

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Later that evening after Jethro had thrown his family out for the day and Maria was getting his dinner, Jethro heard a voice he hadn't heard in years.

"Hello, Probie!" It was retired NCIS Special Agent Mike Franks; Gibbs's old boss.

"Hey, Boss." Jethro said uncertainly as he got out of bed.

"Damn. You got old, Marine." Franks said.

"Have you looked in the mirror lately, Mike?" Jethro asked as he let Mike guide him back to bed.

Mike laughed and pretended to head slap Gibbs. "If there was no brain damage…" He trailed off as they both laughed.

"You were the NIS Agent assigned to Shannon's murder." Jethro said as he began to remember the early 1990s. "You're the reason I became an Agent."

Mike nodded silently urging Jethro to continue.

"The Navy changed the name that same year, too. It was in Ninety…Ninety…" Gibbs couldn't remember.

"Ninety-two." Franks said.

"We investigated crime scenes." Jethro said confidently.

Franks scoffed and said "I investigated crime scenes. You schlepped."

"You taught me how to be an agent." Jethro fired back.

"No, I didn't teach." Franks said trying to deny it. "You observed."

"Kohbar Towers." Jethro said after a moment of silence.

Franks pushed himself away from his position at the foot of Jethro's bed and walked to the window.

"You warned them about bin Laden." Jethro continued on. "They didn't listen. And you QUIT."

"I didn't QUIT." Franks said as he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. "I retired."

"Uncle Mike!" Kate called cheerfully from the doorway as she launched herself at the retired agent.

"Katie!" Franks said as he caught the fifteen year old in a one armed hug. "It's good to see you, Squirt."

"I've missed you soooooo much, Uncle Mike." Kate said as she released her Godfather. "Jay-jay just absolutely adores the Marine teddy bear you got him for Christmas," Kate babbled on, "He calls it his 'Mer-Mer Bear'."

Franks chuckled and took a drag on his cigarette. He coughed and Kate gave him 'The Look'. She had started pestering him about quitting after Becky's Uncle Jack had died from a smoking induced heart attack when the girls were in the fifth grade.

"Hey!" Maria said. She was back with Jethro's food. "You can't smoke in here."

"I forgot I was in a hospital." Mike said as he glanced around the room for the proper method of disposal.

"It's against the law to smoke in any public building." Maria added as she set the tray down on the table.

"Really?"

Maria nodded.

"That's another good reason to live in Mexico, Probie." Franks said as he dropped his half smoked butt into Jethro's offered water glass.

"Don't even think about it Mister!" Kate exclaimed as she saw the wheels in her father's mind begin to turn. "I'll have Abby kill you and hide the evidence if you do!" the teen exclaimed.

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Kate sat next to her father as her Uncle Mike told Dad about 9/11. She felt like crying as she watched her Dad throw up and argue with Uncle Mike about Sit Reps and guilt. Sure, she knew what the US government had done after 9/11. A lot of her classmates in Anacostia knew at least one person who had made the Ultimate Sacrifice to protect their country. A few of Callen's friends that Kate had met had even died as well. Kate hated the funerals. The flowers, the sympathy cards everyone sent, the numerous casserole dishes that had piled up in her friends' kitchens, and she hated seeing her friends' mothers breaking down during the services. It was awful. After the fifth funeral in eight months, Kate had stopped going unless it was a good friend's older sibling.

"Hey, Dad?" she asked quietly as they walked back to his hospital room for the night.

"Yeah, Princess?" Jethro replied.

"Mom wants to know it you've come up with another name for that Pinpin guy yet."

Jethro shook his head. "No. No, not yet."

"Okay." Kate murmured. "I'll let her know."

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Kate had reclaimed the cot in her father's room and stirred when Mossad liaison Officer Ziva David slid the door open.

"Yeah?" Jethro asked. He hadn't fallen asleep yet, despite the fact it was very early in the morning.

"Ziva." Ziva said.

"We work together?"

"Yes. I am a Mossad operative attached to your team."

"Mossad? When did they start doing that?" Gibbs asked.

"It has been a year." Ziva cut him off.

"Don't feel bad," Jethro said as he sat up after an awkward moment of silence. Kate sat up in the shadows to watch. "I worked with that ME for…" Jethro continued.

"Ducky." Ziva said sharply. "For ten years and you don't remember him."

"You always finish other people's sentences?" Gibbs inquired.

"Only when I am in a hurry." Ziva admitted. "Abu Sayyaf is planning a terrorist attack on the Navy. It will be as devastating as…"

"9/11." Gibbs finished for her.

"You remember 9/11?" Ziva asked skeptically.

"His boss told him." Kate said from her cot, alerting Ziva to her presence.

"Your adopted mother told him?"Ziva asked. Ziva and McGee were convinced that Director Shepard had adopted Kate as an infant, and that Gibbs was an old family friend. Tony and Abby knew the truth. The story that Ducky had was full of holes, and Gibbs was always thankful no-one had decided to compare stories one day.

"No, no. My boss. It doesn't matter." Jethro said as he got out of bed. "What can I do?"

"Remember!" Ziva snapped as she grabbed his face.

"I've been trying to since I woke up in this room!" Jethro shouted; he was visibly and understandably upset.

"Well, try harder!" Ziva cried.

Jethro growled and gave Ziva the patented Gibbs Glare.

"Good! That is a start!" Ziva happily exclaimed.

"What it?" Jethro demanded.

"The old Gibbs stare! You gave it to all of us: McGee, Tony, me!"

"What are you talking about?!" Gibbs exploded.

"Ziva! Stop it!" Kate yelled getting up out of the bed. "Daddy, you need to calm down."

"No!" Ziva said. "There is no time to stop now."

"I AM CALM!" Gibbs roared. Kate shrank back when her father's angry gaze fell on her. She knew that her Dad would never strike her, but she'd never seen him this angry.

Ziva grabbed one of Gibbs's hands and used it to smack the back of her head.

Jethro was suddenly assaulted with years of repressed memories that came flying free from the simple, familiar gesture. He remembered everything now.

"Ari…" Ziva said as she began to cry. "Ari killed Kate Todd. And I…And I killed Ari!" Ziva was openly sobbing now.

"Your brother." Jethro said stunned.

"Yeah." Ziva said between sobs. Kate rushed to the Israeli woman and enveloped her in a hug.

"Oh, Ziva." She crooned. "You poor, poor thing."

"You killed your brother?" Jethro asked.

Ziva nodded as she sobbed harder, and she felt Kate strengthen the hug.

"To save me." Jethro finished.

Ziva nodded and Jethro pulled her and Kate into a group hug until the sobbing had subsided.

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Kate and Ziva shared a smile behind Jethro as they rode the elevator to the Bull Pen. Leroy Jethro Gibbs was back, and he was knocking!

As they stepped off of the elevator, McGee and Tony both cried, "Boss!" and rushed to catch up to Jethro and Ziva as they rushed up to MTAC.

Kate waved to Abby as the Goth raced to intercept Gibbs before he reached the stairs.

"GIBBS!" Abby yelled as she hugged the startled man.

"Hey, Abby." Gibbs said. "I remember you. And Ducky! How could I forget your mother left you on a bus?"

"I don't know, Jethro." Ducky said.

"Hey, Gibbs, should you be out of the hospital yet?" Abby asked concerned.

"She's got a point, Dad." Callen said from the catwalk in front of MTAC.

"I'm fine." Gibbs said as he disentangled himself from Abby. "I'll talk to you later, Abbs."

"I should have known he wasn't Galib." Gibbs said as he caught sight of Galib's NCIS ID photo and the grainy security still of Pinpin Pula on the plasma screen.

"Oh no, don't worry about it." Ziva said.

"Easy mistake, Boss." McGee piped in.

"I would have made the same mistake, Boss." Tony admitted.

"Well, yeah DiNozzo, I know. That's why I'm so pissed!" Jethro said as she smacked the back of Tony's head.

Kate giggled from the bottom of the steps. "He's really back, Abby!"

Abby nodded as Tony cheerfully cried out, "You didn't forget me!" as the team went into MTAC.

"Does he remember everything?" Abby asked hopefully. She didn't want Gibbs to come in one day and not have her beloved CafPow! for her when she found something absolutely fantasmically amazing for him.

"I think so." Kate replied as she and Abby linked arms and climbed the stairs to Jenny's office. "Come on, Ducky!" Kate called over her shoulder. "I owe you my half of the story."

Less than five minutes later the doors to Jenny's office burst open.

"Would the three of you mind moving to the Bull Pen?" Jenny said. It was an order, not a request that came from the Director.

"Sure thing, Mom." Kate said as a furious Gibbs burst in.

"Mom?" Ducky asked as they descended the stairs to the Bull Pen.

"Again, Duck Man," Kate said. "All will be explained in my epic tale." Kate settled herself into her father's office chair as Abby hopped up on top of McGee's desk. Ducky was leaning on the partition by Ziva's desk completely involved in a conversation with the former assassin.

A few minutes later Jethro came down the stairs and opened a draw in his desk, and rolled Kate in the chair out of his way.

"Oh, uh, I got them, Boss." Tony said as he pulled Gibbs's badge and gun out of his top draw. "I got them from the medics when they took you." Tony explained as he got up and handed them over to the scrub clad team leader.

"I appreciate it." Gibbs said as he took them back and gave Tony a glance over. "You'll do." He opened up his badge and laid it on top of his Sig as he handed both over to a stunned Tony. "It's your team now."

Kate and Abby both looked at each other horrified.

"Tim, you're a good agent." Jethro was saying to McGee. "Don't let him," he jerked his thumb over to Tony. "tell you otherwise." McGee nodded and Kate could see the computer geek was doing everything he could to not cry.

"I won't, Boss." Tim said as his jaw quivered.

"Gi…" Abby started, but was silenced by Jethro's index finger on her lips. He leaned over and kissed her cheek. Jethro turned and repeated the gesture to his daughter and whispered in her ear.

"I'll explain at home," and he turned and headed to Ziva. "I owe you one Ziver." Jethro said, he was thanking her in his own way for her help in her regaining of his memories.

"I'll collect, Jethro." Ziva replied with a sad smile.

"Callen." Jethro said as he looked at his semi-adopted son.

"Dad." Callen replied with a nod. "Where to?"

"Baja." Jethro said.

"Have a beer on me." Callen said handing Gibbs a five dollar bill.

"Thanks." Gibbs said as he turned to Ducky as he nodded to Jenny on the landing. "Give me ride home, will ya Duck?"

"Of course," the stunned ME replied as he and Jethro headed for the elevator bay.

"Daddy!" Kate cried after her father through the tears that were falling down her face. "Why are you leaving?" she sobbed out.

Gibbs turned and surveyed his team, his family. "Semper Fi!" He said as he stepped onto the elevator.

As the doors slid closed with a mockingly cheerful 'ping' Kate and Abby gave into a fresh wave of tears. Abby clung to McGee, Kate and Ziva attached themselves to Tony, and Callen raced up the stairs to support a shell-shocked Jenny Shepard Gibbs.

If someone had wanted to, they could have knocked over the members of the Major Cases Response Team (MCRT) with a feather.

"I did not see this one coming." Tony said as Kate sobbed into his shoulder and Ziva clung to him in silence.

"None, of us did, Tony." Jenny chocked out. She was feeling oddly numb after her husband had just quit and announced he was moving to Mexico. "None of us did."

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And there you have it! Part II of Hiatus! REVIEW!!! This took two days to write by hand to the way I liked it, and three days to type it. I had two sport banquets to go to, band rehearsal, and work. So you'd better tell me how much you loved this.

I had like THE BEST DAY EVER!!!!!!! So today I went on a field trip to see Macbeth in Boston at the Mass College of Arts or wherever it was. It was great, except for the obnoxious kids behind us. They WOULDN"T STOP TALKING!!!! So if you were one of them, next time SHUT UP! But the bus ride was the best. There were five other Seniors and me waving to random people on the highway in the back of the bus, and we counted how many people we got to wave back. We got a grand total of 70 waves, got flipped off twice, one crazy dance, got flashed by this cute guy (lifted his shirt), and got a really cute French-Canadian truck driver to blow his 18-wheeler horn. All in all, a really fun immature bus ride. Maturity is sooooooooooo overrated.