Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs sat at his desk, annoyed. He had been asked by Tom Morrow, the head of NCIS, to escort several guests to the lab and to get Abby to perform a DNA test. He was told it was hush hush and no one could know.

This was why he was sitting in the office when he could be home working on his boat. Or spending time with his current wife. Actually, when he considered that, maybe it was a good thing he was here: His current marriage seemed to be going the way of the last two.

Anyway, he'd make an effort to be polite. Suddenly he heard the elevator ding and looked over and saw a group of people coming into the bullpen. Two of them were dressed in suits which screamed "Government Agent." He made his way over. The group, upon seeing him, stopped and looked at him in shock.

The lead agent asked, "Agent Gibbs?"

He nodded. "That's me. How can I help you?"

The agent, instead of answering, looked over at the second agent who was partially hidden because he was in the back. The people moved aside and suddenly he could see why everyone was in shock. There was someone who looked exactly like him. "Who are you?"

The man kept his calm and moved closer. "Sam Donovan, Secret Service. This day just keeps getting weirder."

Gibbs was curious. "How so?"

Donovan nodded at two of the girls. He recognized them … or one of them … immediately. "Ms. Bartlett."

Zoey looked between the two agents. "We're here for a DNA test to see if Alex here is related. Maybe Sam and you should get a test at the same time."

The two looked at each other and shrugged. Then they looked to the lead agent. "Maybe that's a good idea," was Ron's only reply.

Abby in her lab talking to Ducky. Ducky was going to draw the blood for the secret DNA test she was told she would be doing. He would also, according to the request, be giving a cursory examination to one of the participants.

The two had been speculating madly (well Abby was speculating, Ducky just indulged her) on why this test had to be so secret.

Suddenly she heard the elevator and the two stood up. Gibbs walked in leading a whole group of people. Upon seeing one of the men, Abby's response was "Woah!"

The girls with the group laughed. She looked over and saw two nearly identical girls and once again said, "Woah!" this time even louder.

Gibbs chuckled. "Hey, Abby."

"Gibbs! You have a twin! And I recognize her! And she has a twin! What the hell is going on?"

The older agent with the group stepped forward. "Hello. My name is Ron Butterfield and I head the Secret Service detail for the President. We're here to get a DNA test to see if these two are actually related." He turned. "This is Zoey Bartlett, as you may know. This," he motioned toward the girl in the more worn clothes, "is Alexandria. This is Molly, an agent who has been watching out for Alexandria. This is Gina, a member of Ms. Bartlett's detail. And this is Sam Donovan, who might be working on Alexandria's detail, depending on the results of the DNA test."

Gibbs' eyes widened. "I'm Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs, and I head the MCRT team here at NCIS. These two work for me. Abby Scuito is one of the better lab techs around, and this is Dr. Donald Mallard who will be taking the blood for the test as well as giving Alexandria a quick physical."

Abby interrupted before anyone could reply, "Don't listen to him. I AM the best." Everyone could see her cocky confidence.

As soon as Abbey had finished setting up the two tests (she could do two at a time), now it was only a matter of waiting. Because they had access to enough blood, they didn't have to do a PCR procedure which would have made it impossible to get a quick enough result. She moved back to the group and smiled as she heard Ducky telling stories to the two young women.

Ron quietly asked, "How long?"

Abby, just as quietly, replied, "Well. I'll have the charts in ninety minutes. How fast I'll get results on relationship would depend on how fast the computer could calculate it."

Ron asked, "What if they were twins?"

Abby replied, "Then the computer won't be needed – it would be obvious. Sam's and Gibb's won't be done tonight but I can get them started. Will that be okay?"

Ron nodded. "That was superfluous to why we were here. I'd be interested, but it's not vital the way the first test is."

Abby nodded and then moved into the group of people listening to Ducky. All four of the women where pretty much spellbound. Sam and Gibbs stood at the door watching and smiling at the group. Ron joined these two and explained what Abby said quietly.

Suddenly, a ding sounded loudly in the room and everyone stopped.

Abby confidently walked over and worked, everyone watching her, until she had two platens marked up like a graph in front of her. She quietly moved back to the group and placed first one down and then the other right on top of it.

Everyone in the room could see that the two plastic sheets had exactly the same marks.

Abby looked up. "I don't know how it happened, but you two girls are twins."

Zoey screamed a little in joy and then grabbed Alex and then hugged her fiercely. Alex looked to be in shock. All she could say was "How?"

Finally when Zoey had settled down and let go of Alex a little, Ron said, "We know. Do you want to hear this alone?"

Alex numbly shook her head. "Just say it."

Ron looked around. "Clearance levels?"

The three NCIS staff each gave their Security Clearance codes and Ron nodded in satisfaction. "Each of you has enough clearance for this level of information. I cannot stress how important it is that this goes no further until the President and the First Lady and their family has been notified. After that, you will still be required to keep it to yourself. Do you all understand?"

Each one nodded.

"Alex. Your birth name was Alexandria Grace Bartlett. You were born as a twin to Zoey Patricia Bartlett on February 20, 1980. At the same time, another baby was born to another woman in the same hospital by the name of Anya Kohler."

"Anya was my mother's name. She died right after I was born."

Ron nodded. "Actually, Anya – who was a nurse at the same hospital – used her inside knowledge to hide that it was her baby and not Alexandria Bartlett who died of Sudden Infant Death Syndrome. The Bartletts were told that their daughter that died. They grieved – and probably still do – and life moved on.

"When Anya Kohler passed away, there were no records of any family members. As a result, you went into custody with the state. I am sure you know far better than we exactly what you have lived through.

"Due to consideration for your parents' health, we want to announce your being found at a time and place of our choosing, with your family all present and doctors on hand. Can you wait three days for us to pull everyone together? We want to do it on Sunday. We're going to enlist Leo McGarry's help. He is the White House Chief of Staff. He is also your Godfather."

Abby couldn't contain herself anymore. She squealed and hugged the stunned girl and yelled, "You're getting a family!"

The remaining women all laughed and the men watched indulgently as the girl finally seemed to understand that this was real. She moved away from Abby and said, "Yeah. Okay. I can do that." She then paused for a moment and asked, sounding a bit said, "Why weren't my sisters ever told? Why didn't Zoey know about it?"

Zoey piped in, "Okay. I admit I'm a bit mad about that right now. I've kind of been suppressing it."

Ducky made himself known. "Actually, I can explain that." Everyone looked at him. With a kind voice he explained, "In circumstances where there are twins born but one dies, it is very often recommended that the surviving twin not be told until they are mature. If they are told before that, they often feel guilty for being the one who lived, wondering why it wasn't them. Because of this, parents are taught to grieve privately and never let the surviving child know, regardless of how much grief they might feel."

Alex and Zoey looked at each other and nodded. They both could understand that.

Ron looked at the group who seemed to have become quite close rather quickly and asked, "Do you mind if I get Mr. McGarry here to give him the news? I'd like Dr. Mallard to be on hand to ensure he doesn't have any episode when we tell him."

The NCIS personnel all agreed enthusiastically – well, Gibbs was stoic but had a twinkle in his eye.