Disclaimer: Of course NCIS… characters… and such belong to the powers that be & not ME!!! Story created for purely entertainment value.
You know the drill… The character of Kathleen, the 2nd Mrs. Gibbs, is complete fiction and has no connection to actual show history.
A/N: Here's the 2nd installment of Type II Family….Fast forward a few years… Kate and Tony are in the same school (she's a freshman & he's a junior). Little brother Timmy just turned 11; living in his own room; and suffering through the early stages of junior high.
A/N: Sit back, suspend belief and enjoy it as the fiction it's meant to be.
Warning: THIS STORY will CONTAIN NON-SEXUAL SPANKING; ABORT THE MISSION… DO NOT READ… TURN BACK NOW IF THIS ISN'T YOUR THING.
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Kate managed to get through school with a relative amount of concentration. A good portion of the day being devoted to fleshing out 'operation-night-out' alongside Stacey, talking rides, outfits, and lies. Usually her friend wasn't that impressed, but Kate could tell from her sheer enthusiasm that she was a little in awe of the workability the plan had. Not wanting to put pressure on her best gal-pal Stacey agreed to handle the girls' transportation needs. Leaving the sanctuary of the bathroom Kate rushed off to her Language Club meeting to share her news about going with Dex. She didn't plan on running into her brother.
"Where you running off to Speedy?" Blocking her path Tony crossed his arms in answer demanding stance.
"Move… since when do you care about my whereabouts?" Kate mirrored his stance.
"Since you tried to run me down in the hall," smirking, "so, what's the hurry?"
"Tony I have Language Club." Throwing her arms up Kate wanted to portray her surrender.
"Gonna tell Dex that you can rendezvous tonight at the festival?"
"Don't be a jerk and yes I am."
"That twinkle won't be there for long if you get caught."
"As long as my brothers stick to the story and the plan I won't." They shared a glare then both broke it shifting to opposite sides in order to get on their individual path.
"Be out front right after your meeting. Dad called to say he had a window free to pick us up and take you to the grandparents."
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Sitting in his kitchen waiting for a call from Stan while he waited for is kids to get packed up Leroy Jethro Gibbs wondered how he could continue to manage the complications of his work with the realities of full-time fatherhood.
He was feeling guilty that he didn't have time to take Kate to her Fall Festival. The kid truly deserved the celebratory time with her friends, actually she'd earned it. She constantly helped out with Tim, took charge of being the "woman" of the house, did wonderful in school, and refrained from most trouble (unlike her older brother who seemed to gravitate toward it). He couldn't remember if it was this time when he said no or some other time, but in a little corner of his heart he heard her words and knew them to be true… 'It just wasn't fair!"
Refilling his coffee mug Gibbs forced those thoughts out of his mind instead choosing to focus on the fact that what he did at work was often of national importance. Most of his decisions revolved around the adage of protect and serve. Including his decision that Kate couldn't go to the National Mall alone at night. School function or not DC could be dangerous and he just didn't think she was ready to navigate the night alone. A final gulp shored up his resolve. Heading upstairs he went to hurry the kids along so he could get back to making the world a safer place.
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Gibbs looked at his eldest sprawled across the sofa, books splayed about and snacks piled high. The kid was definitely in for the night. His siblings tried to get him to come along for the ride, especially Kate, but Tony pointed out the time waste his participation would involve. Their dad had to get back to the Navy Yard as soon as possible. Jethro gave, what Tony believed to be, the millionth reminder about setting the alarm and the fact that the teen was grounded.
Tim and Kate were quiet, but not so much that it became off putting to Gibbs. Frankly, the silence meant they weren't fighting. That was the real blessing to the team leader that often felt like he was a parent at home and work. To say Stan and Jenny had issues was obvious the way saying the sky was blue. He'd taken five calls between them during his two and half hours away from the office. During the last one he had yelled at his Probie, Jen, so harshly he thought he heard her sniffle back tears before abruptly ending the call. Of course he wasn't sorry for anything he said. There weren't many times Leroy Jethro Gibbs was, especially when it came to work. She was the junior field agent regardless of qualification scores, and time with the agency in other capacities. Disobeying Stan's direct orders in Gibbs' absence was never going to be acceptable. He had to remind her of that.
He must have been deep in thought most of the drive operating on rote. When they reached Doug and Julie McGee's two-story home he proceeded on in auto-pilot fashion.
Julie opened the door letting the smell of warm oatmeal raisin cookies seep out into the street.
"Grandma, are you baking already?"
"Yes, my beautiful girl. I know they're your favorite. It's been too long." Julie reached out pulling the slight girl into a breath stealing hug.
"And my Timmy… how are you handsome boy?"
"Hi grandma," Tim spoke barely making eye contact. Surely the boy wasn't cracking under the pressure already Kate thought. It was time to separate the parental unit from the doting grandparent unit. If they started talking specifics she was dead before the plan even got going good.
"Well, bye daddy. You better get going before they keep calling. Turning to explain to her grandmother, "his new agents… they can't work without him."
"Oh my goodness Jethro you better hurry then. Don't worry we will all be fine and here in the morning when you come to pick them up."
"Then breakfast will be my treat." Quick kisses to all sent Gibbs back into the street toward his car secure in the fact that three of his kids were handled. Now all he had to do was get the other ones under control.
Once inside Tim and Kate relaxed a bit chatting with their grandfather at the kitchen table trying to snitch cookies when Julie wasn't looking. She finally sent them up to unpack while she set the table for dinner. They had a big surprise for after the meal that Julie couldn't wait to tell the children.
Meanwhile upstairs, "Kate we're having fun, right?"
"Yeah."
"So, maybe we could just hang out here and you don't have to sneak out to your party."
"First, it's not a party it's a carnival and yes I'm still going."
"Do I still have to help?"
"Do you still want to live?"
"Funny Kate."
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The meal was great. Kate had been secretly taking text from Stacey for the last hour. Her mom was set to pick Kate up in forty-five minutes, but it didn't seem like the grandparents were winding down for the night at all, so much for them being early to bed.
Picking her body up from the bend to load the dishwasher, Grandma Julie wiped her hands on her apron and proceeded to take it off.
"Okay, now for my treat. Our neighbors Mr. and Mrs. James have their granddaughter visiting this weekend too. We are all going to the movies then out for a treat. Go and get ready you two."
Well, Kate thought it shouldn't take much to convince them she suddenly wasn't feeling well since all the color had drained from her face. There was no way she was going to sit in some dumb kiddies' movie when she had a boy waiting around just to see her. She was ready to give the performance of a lifetime.
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Next door Abigail Anne Sciuto, who was in town from New Orleans while her father did some lobbying, was asking her grandparents to go to the carnival she'd seen on the television. It looked really fun and all the money was going to a good cause. They could go to the movies anytime was the way she concluded her sales pitch. The bouncy 11-year-old much preferred an active night out then one that involved sitting too still for too long. Finally, the agreeing couple, slightly younger then the McGee's decided to run the idea by their friends. The 'carnival' at the Mall sounded like loads of fun!
A/N: Yes, I just had to make Kathleen's maiden name McGee. How else would Tony be able to call his little brother all of those adorable McNames!!!!!