Gibbs used to enjoy staying late at NCIS. He didn't really like drinking bourbon alone in his basement. Now that he has Julie, Thalia, and Ally in his life. Gibbs is in more of a hurry to come home. The thought of his girls being taken away from him is much more terrifying than he can imagine. The former Marine would kill for the girls in his life just so they wouldn't feel an ounce of pain. Gibbs considers Thalia his own daughter, but nevertheless their relationship is strained. Thalia likes him and despises him more than anyone in the entire world, even more than his ex-wives sometimes. Turning the knob, Gibbs opens the door to find the angelic Ally is kicking her legs back and forth in the naughty chair. He saunters into the kitchen to find Julie making diner.
"What did she do, babe?" Gibbs dared to ask. In return he receives a sharp glare that eventually softens. Julie puts down the ladle she was stirring the pasta with and runs a hand through her dark red hair.
"She called me a dick" Gibbs tries to suppress his smile. "I swear if you smile Gibbs, there's no way I'm going to give you a piece of the coffee cake I made" Julie reprimanded jokingly. Gibbs puts on his best innocent face and pouts.
"How did she learn that word?" Gibbs asked suddenly confused. There's no way Ally could ever have learned that word by herself. She's only six years old. What does she and her friends sit at the swings talking over the best swear words during recess? Whatever happened to hopscotch or tag?
"Thalia told her it" Julie admitted, she can't lie to him. Julie loves him way to much for that. Gibbs looks over at the staircase, suddenly determined. "I already punished her. She's grounded for the rest of the weekend"
"Doesn't she have a party this weekend?" Gibbs asked referring to Mattie's party. Julie nodded in agreement. Gibbs almost smiles at her. He guesses that Julie did think of a good punishment for the teen. To miss out on a party is equivalent to being taken off a case.
Gibbs doesn't need to ask about Ally. He already knows that Ally's in for a mini spanking, probably a few smacks to her upturned hinny; nothing serious. He turns and stalks down the hall. Julie already knows that her daughter is going to get a small spanking for saying naughty words, but sometimes she wishes Ally could keep her mouth shut.
"Hey there princess, mommy told me you haven't been behaving your best" Gibbs said softly. The six year olds face turns sour.
"Mommy's a tattle tale" Ally complained.
"Princess, you do not call mommy names" Gibbs stated firmly. The sulky child harrumphs. In return she receives an unhappy glare from Gibbs. "Let's go upstairs and talk." Ally grips onto the chair tightly.
"No way" Gibbs ignores her. He takes Ally by the hand and leads her upstairs. Ally tries to pry her hand out of his. Only Gibbs is way stronger. That isn't fair at all. He goes into mommy and his room. Ally drops to the ground. She honestly doesn't want a spanking; even if she knows it won't be that bad. Gibbs doesn't want to fight with Ally. All he wants to do is get this over with quick and easy.
"Come on princess" Gibbs answered. Ally shakes her head; defiant and unwilling to get this over with. Letting out a sigh of frustration Gibbs lifts Ally. She almost instantly starts kicking and screaming to be released from Gibbs grip. Sitting down on the side of the bed Gibbs stands Ally out in front of him.
"Ally-cat, you can't say bad words like that to mommy or any adult. You must show mommy respect. It hurts people's feelings when you say naughty words to them. You hear?" Gibbs said firmly. Ally doesn't even know what it means.
"I dunno what it means. What's it mean Gibbs?" Gibbs has to press his lips together to keep from smiling at her question. The look Ally is giving him reminds him of Julie when she's incredibly confused.
"Ally it's a very naughty word that only adults are allowed to use. One that I promise I'll tell you when you're older" Gibbs compromised. He decides that he'll tell her when she turns twenty five.
"I didn't…mean it. I really didn't" Ally whispered. She honestly didn't mean it. All she knows that it's a bad word and she didn't mean to call her mommy that.
"I know Ally, but you have to show adults respect" Gibbs said his caring tone bringing tears to Ally's green eyes. Gibbs has the affect on her. He points out how other peoples feel and it makes Ally feel guilty afterwards. The spanking helps too, but it hurts a whole lot.
Wanting to get this over with, Gibbs bends her over his lap. He brings his hand down sharply four times. They all sting straight through her jeans. Ally doesn't like getting spanked. It really hurts and is completely unfair. By the time Gibbs has finished Ally is bawling her eyes out. He rubs her back until the crying ceases. The former Marine stands the red-eyed child out in front of him.
"M' sorry…I-I didn't mean…it" Ally's lower lip wobbled uncontrollably. Gibbs wipes a few stray tears from the six year olds cheeks.
"I know Princess. Its okay, it's okay. You're forgiven, princess" Gibbs replied rubbing the young child's back soothingly.
"Is mommy still mad at me?" Ally asked. Gibbs can't speak for Julie, but he's almost certain that she already forgives her.
"Why don't we go downstairs and see" Gibbs said kindly. He offers the little girl his hand. This time Ally takes it without complaining. She doesn't put up a fight when Gibbs leads her downstairs too.
Julie hears the two come downstairs and into her kitchen. She pretends not to notice Ally's presence. Instead Julie keeps herself busy and doesn't dare look her baby girl's way. She fears if she does then she'll wrap her daughter in her arms and say 'it doesn't matter' only it does matter. Ally has to learn a very important lesson in respect. Julie didn't have a mom growing up. She never had a mom teaching her about make-up or giving her tips on boys. Of course her daddy loved her, but no matter how much he tried. He couldn't be both a mother and father to her.
"Mommy" Ally's voice brings her back to reality. Julie snaps her head up and looks at her poor little girl. It almost causes Julie to burst into tears.
"Mommy…I'm sorry" Ally said trembling slightly. Nobody enjoys it when you get punished, but it's the apologizing part in the end that makes you feel guiltiest; the part where you aren't sure if someone forgives you.
"I don't like you saying those bad words, Ally-cat" Ally looks down ashamed with herself. She shouldn't have called her mommy that. Even if she doesn't even know what it means. She still shouldn't say it. "Give me a hug, sweet pea" Julie opens her arms and bends down on one knee.
Ally jumps into her mommy's hands. "I won't ever say it…I wont" Ally promised more tears roll down her cheeks, like a waterfall. There is nothing in the world Gibbs loves more than his girls. He realizes that when he sees Julie look over at him with tears shining in her own eyes. Julie isn't upset about the spanking. She just loves her daughter so much, it hurts to hear. "I forgive you sweet pea. I forgive you" Julie repeated smoothing out her little girl's hair.
"I didn't mean it" Ally whispered once more. Julie lifts her precious little girl onto the counter and smiles warmly at her.
"I know you didn't. Come on. I know what's going to dry those tears of yours. Would you like to help me make a coffee cake?" Julie said wiping most if not all of Ally's tears from her stained red cheeks.
"Yeah! Auntie Abby says I'm the bestest baker in the world" Ally lied. This time neither Julie nor Gibbs really care if Ally lies. Small and pretend ones like these are the kind of which they don't mind.
"I don't doubt that. Do you Gibbs?" Julie asked in full agreement to what her daughter said. She's pretty sure that Abby has never said those words in her entire life.
"There isn't a better baker in the world. I love coffee cake" Gibbs announced grinning happily at this change in events.
"You love anything with coffee and you know it. There could be coffee flavored candy and you'd gulp it down in seconds" Julie said wagging a finger at him. Gibbs blinks innocently at her.
"The ideas you come up with are legendary" Gibbs said leaning in and giving Julie a kiss on the lips. This causes Ally put on a sour and completely disgusted face.
"Mommy, Gibbs that's gross" Gibbs hopes Ally will feel that way for a long time. "We needa make a coffee cake" Ally ordered with her hands on her hips. Gibbs smiles, Ally gets over a spanking quicker than anyone.
Upstairs Thalia is Instant Messaging Kyle. She still can't believe her Aunt actually grounded her for the weekend. That is so unlike her to punish her, like that. Mattie has a party tomorrow and his parties are well-known. This isn't fair at all. Technically it isn't her fault Ally repeats whatever she says.
Cupcake67- I'm grounded. Totally sucks.
DiNozzoDude14- Me 2. How'd u get grounded?
Cupcake67- Ally heard me say dick & she said it to Auntie Julie. Wbu?
DiNozzoDude14- Stole my mom's knife and ran off 4 awhile.
Cupcake67- Y'd u steal in the first place?
DiNozzoDude14- I wanted it. Ran off cos I was pissed.
Cupcake67- What were yah pissed bout?
DiNozzoDude14- Ain't gonna tell you.
Cupcake67- Never said you had to. Wat r we gonna do bout' the party?
DiNozzoDude14- I don't know. We're lucky
Cupcake67- Ur crazy. Mattie's parties r awesome. We can't miss it.
DiNozzoDude14- What can we do?
Cupcake67- We can sneak out for a lil bit
DiNozzoDude14- My butt'll be toast! So will urs!
Cupcake67- Not if you get Johnny to cover for u.
DiNozzoDude14- Wbu?
Cupcake67- I'll make somethin up bout' a school project. Tht's worth 20% of my grade. R u in?
DiNozzoDude14- I guess. What's the plan?
Cupcake67- We can talk bout' the plan at NCIS 2morrow.
DiNozzoDude14- Awesome g2g have dinner. See yah later.
Kyle doesn't really have dinner. He just doesn't want to talk to Thalia, anymore. It's weird because usually he always wants to talk to Thalia. Kyle doesn't mind being grounded for the weekend. At first he was pissed, but since Grampa is in town and only staying the night. Maybe they could talk or chill out or play poker.
"Why are you leaving tomorrow?" Kyle asked looking at his hand of cards and faking a scowl.
"I have a business to run. I'm sorry I never got to know you" Senior said and he really means it. These boys seem worth getting to know.
"Wasn't your choice, dude" the teen replied scratching the back of his neck.
"You remind me so much of my son. You and your brother even look like him. Johnny more so, but your personality is similar" Senior praised causing the fourteen year old to genuinely smile at his Grampa.
"Here" Kyle hands his Grampa his and Johnny's school pictures. "You don't have to take em' if you don't wanna. I just thought…that you'd wanna see our pictures…so if umm someday you see me again. You don't forget what I look like" Kyle offered uncomfortably. He has never been good with expressing his emotions.
Senior coughed. "I…thank you Kyle. I really appreciate these. You two should consider yourselves lucky; you have the DiNozzo looks" Kyle shrugs his shoulders like he can't help it.
"No problem, dude. Hey J, what's takin you so long? We have a poker game to complete, squirt" Kyle called. Johnny has been upstairs for more than ten minutes. What's he doing starting a forest fire or something?
"I'm coming. I'm coming!" Johnny comes bounding down the stairs. "You have my school picture" Johnny accused with a crooked smile.
"Yes I do" Senior replied, hoping it doesn't bug the young child. Instead Johnny has a very happy grin appearing on his face.
"Don't I look better than Kyle? People always say I'm way cuter" Johnny smirked happy as ever; he has a two-pair.
"Only old BLIND people tell you that" Kyle muttered. Senior can sense a fight brewing between his grandsons.
"Gentlemen, there is one way to solve this matter" Senior intervened; both boys look over suddenly interested in this one way. The older man suddenly wishes he and his first wife Rebecca had another child. She did want to have more children; only he was too busy with his business to be bothered. Anthony would've been an amazing big brother. He probably would've been a lot like Kyle; caring, protective, and full of jokes.
Both children wait for their Grampa to speak. "We send your pictures into People Magazine for next years Sexiest Man Alive" Senior confirmed nodding at his ridiculous decision.
"Do you think that'd work?" Kyle asked seriously.
"Of course, I happen to know a columnist on the magazine. I'm actually meeting with her next week. I can make sure you two will be considered in 2012 magazine" Senior answered looking solemn and serious.
"Really? You'd do that for us Grampa?" Johnny asked his big green eyes widening with happiness.
"Of course, I would. Gentlemen, I do believe we have a poker game to finish. I raise you five sticks of Juicy Fruit Gum" Senior puts the gum into the pot.
Tony and Ziva are smiling. Who would have thought that Senior Anthony DiNozzo would like being a Grandfather? Sammie is playing with her Barbie dolls. Personally, Ziva wonders why little girls like those things. They have a fake figure that could cause girls to be insecure about their appearances and have an unusual smile on their plastic face.
"Time for dinner" Tony called. The only reason he wasn't playing poker is because he didn't want to spoil the fun. Kyle is the first in the kitchen and helps set the table. He wants to look good for his Grampa. If he sees him behaving then maybe he'll praise him or something.
"Samantha, put your dollies away. We are going to have dinner" Ziva replied with a soft smile. Sammie glares at the lady. Nobody ever calls her Samantha; only Sammie or Sam, unless she's in trouble.
Sammie doesn't have a response. Glaring stubbornly at Ziva she crosses her arms over her little chest. She doesn't move a muscle. Senior looks from both ladies. "I'll give you ten dollars if you do, Darling" Senior promised taking out a ten dollar bill. Johnny looks over at Kyle with amazement masked over his green eyes.
Sammie takes the money and leaves the room for a few minutes. Tony and Ziva exchange knowing glances. Senior pretends not to notice and sits beside Johnny. The table has a head which is where Tony and Ziva are sitting. There are two seats on either side of the table. Kyle is waiting for Sammie to sit beside him; he honestly doesn't care where he sits. They all wait for the six year old to return. When she does she has her hands positioned on her hips.
"I wanna sit with Grampa" Sammie stomps her feet and jumps up and down. Almost everyone can feel a tantrum coming on.
"Tough, I got here first" Johnny stated, not budging. He doesn't care a thing about little girls who don't get their way.
"NO! I WANT TO. GRAMPA MAKE HIM MOVE" Sammie screeched.
"Darling, he got there fair and square" Senior said quietly. He usually can handle conflict, but not with an unruly six year old.
"Come on, Sammie. I really want to sit with you" Kyle answered forcing a smile, a smile he only uses when he's trying to charm a girl.
Sammie doesn't buy it. She may be six, but she knows when someone is trying to coax her into doing something they want. "Come on, Sammie-pie go sit with Kyle. You can tell him all about your pretty dress" Senior coaxed looking at Kyle for help.
"What dress?" Kyle asked pretending like he hasn't a clue. Even though, he knows full well that Sammie is wearing that dress.
"Grampa bought me a dress cos we hafta comed here, tomorrow we's going to Disney Land" Sammie points to the dress she is wearing. Kyle tries to look impressed, but he couldn't care less. Dresses and fashion aren't part of his forte.
"I told you Sammie, we aren't going to Disney tomorrow" Senior said in a whispering and weak tone.
"NO! NO! NO! I want to go! I want to. You have to take me" Sammie ordered with her hands on her hips.
"Sammie, darling let's just eat dinner, alright darling?" Senior replied practically begging the six year old.
"NO" Ziva rolls her eyes, knowing if this child was theirs. Then she'd either get sent to time-out for acting like this or a spanking for acting so disrespectfully towards an adult.
Senior sighed and decides to give up. "Fine, if you don't want dinner. Then I suppose we need to talk" Sammie's baby blue eyes become wide. That's the first time that Grampa has ever sounded firm with her.
"Boys, go upstairs" Tony ordered. Kyle and Johnny glare at his father. Going to bed without supper this isn't fair.
"Junior, wait. I need to say goodbye" Senior's tone softens, slightly.
"I'm sorry we never got to know each other, but do believe I love you boys" Senior replied with a sad smile. Johnny jumps into Senior's arms causing the older man to fall onto his behind. Senior runs a careful hand through his youngest grandson's thick brown curls hair.
"I love you too, Grampa" Johnny said looking proud. Senior smiles and nods trying to hold back the tears he's suppressing in his green eyes. Johnny pulls himself off of his grandfather's lap and stands beside his father.
Everyone looks at Kyle. For once, he's being quiet. The teenager much like his father tries to hide his feelings behind jokes, but he's all out of jokes. Kyle gives Senior a friendly hug. Senior smoothes out Kyle's blonde long hair, "so Grampa you gonna get laid?"
"Yeow" Kyle rubs the back of his head; wincing in pain. His dad just head-slapped him that is a total Gibbs move. "Love yah Gramps" Kyle whispered softly. Feelings are better off hidden where the sun don't shine.
"I love you too, both of you" Senior promised. Kyle looks around thinking this is so totally Hallmark.
Their happy moment is short lived. Kyle's stomach growls, you can't blame a man for being hungry. "Dad, we hadn't had anything to eat" Kyle reminded his father in a whiny tone.
"Go into the living room and bring your candy upstairs. Eat that" Tony answered. Ziva's eyes widen and she jabs Tony with her ribs. He gives her a look. She gives him one as well.
"What if we're still hungry after?" Kyle whined jokingly. They have enough candy to last them for weeks. Tony aims a sharp edged glare his way. The fourteen year old puts on his father's charismatic smile. Senior eyes almost pop out of his head. His grandsons' have his father's smile.
"Shutting up now, Dad" Tony has to press his lips together to keep from smiling. Kyle is so much like him.
"Do as you're told, son. Go upstairs. You too John" Tony answered gruffly. Kyle has an innocent smirk playing on his cherry red lips.
He and Johnny head into the living room to collect their loot. Kyle grumbles as he goes upstairs about how not feeding kids is illegal. Thankfully nobody put any food on their plates; nothing can possibly get cold.
"Darling, come sit by me" Senior pats the chair beside hers.
Sammie does as she's told. She moves closer to her Grampa. He puts a comforting arm around her shoulders. "Darling, we need to talk"
"We aren't going to Disney, are we?" Sammie asked in a small voice.
"No, we aren't. Darling, I do love you. I'm going to do this because I think you deserve parents who can do a whole lot more than I can" Senior replied hoarsely. This child has taken his heart. That is exactly why he is doing this.
"But, you're my Grampa" Sammie whispered tears rushing down her cheeks. He can't really mean he's going to leave her with these people. She hardly knows them.
"I know darling, but you deserve a childhood. I'm not going to be selfish and steal your childhood" Sammie doesn't really understand what Grampa is saying. "You're going to stay here for awhile" Senior said stroking the child's cheek.
"We are, why?" Sammie asked playing dumb. She really doesn't want her new Grampa to do this.
"Not we. Just you" as soon as the words leave his lips, Senior can see the hurt and complete distrust forming in her eyes.
"But Grampa…you're my Grampa. You can't leave me" Sammie moaned; her big blue eyes begging into her.
"I'm not leaving you. You're going to stay here with my son's family. They'll take better care of you than I could" Senior said trying to give Sammie a hug.
"No! No, I hate you" Sammie pushes him away from her.
"I know you don't mean that, Darling. I love you so much. I just want you to know that I love you. Sammie-pie, please be a good girl for me" Senior whispered trying to pull the child close to give her a hug.
"Don't leave me! Grampa" Sammie pleaded, embracing him in a tight hug. This hug would put one of Abby's to shame.
"I'll email and call you as much as I can. I love you. You'll always be my first grandbaby girl. I have to go, now" Senior gets up and starts walking down the corridor. Sammie gets up and chases him down the hallway.
"I didn't mean it. I didn't. Don't go. I'll be good" Senior struggles to control himself with the poor girl holding onto his leg with all her might. Sammie changes her tactics. "If you leave…I'll be bad. I will!" Senior kisses the top of her head and strokes her cheek.
"I love you and I'm sorry Sammie-pie" Senior said kissing the top of her head once more and rubbing her back. Sammie watches as her Grampa leaves her side and starts walking towards their car.
The driver has been watching every Sports game he could think of and bought himself a pizza. Of course without any beer or else Mr. DiNozzo would fire him on the spot. The driver looks at Mr. DiNozzo and notices tears on the walls of his eyes. He doesn't say a word as Senior gets into the car and orders him to drive. Sammie starts bawling her eyes out and runs into the guest bedroom and slams the door. Everyone's stupid!
Abby helps a tearful Luke into bed. After tucking him in and giving him a peck on the cheek. The tears managed to fall down the ten year olds cheeks. "Is dad mad at me?" Luke asked weakly.
"Oh no, sweetie, dad could never be mad at you. You take a nap. I'll bring up some crackers and soup, later. Try to get some sleep" Abby whispered ruffling his short blonde military style hair.
"Could you…you stay with me?" Luke asked causing Abby to smile thoughtfully down at her son. This has to be the best son in the entire world.
"Of course sweetie" Abby promised stroking his cheek. Luke starts to close his eyes and drifts off to sleep.
"It was funny…wasn't it? When I barfed on dad's shoes" Luke murmured with a pleasant smile forming on his face.
Abby chuckled. "Oh yeah that was hilarious, sweetie" she looks over at her husband standing at the doorway who's shaking his head with a sulky smirk. He has to admit as well it was sort of funny.
"What did the doctor say?" Abby asked softly.
"Luke's symptons are similar to strep throat. Could you bring Lucas in tomorrow? I have to talk to Vance about something" Tim answered quietly. He's never had to deal with a sick child before.
Abby said trying to hold back her giggles, "Of course. Timmy, you have to admit. It was kind of funny when Lukey barfed on your shoes?" her husband raises his eyebrows at her.
"Yeah it was hilarious" Tim scoffed, but he doesn't mind. His mother got him those shoes because she thinks Abby has bad taste.