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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Just a little chapter to help you with the wait for the conclusion.

Walking up to the now clearly distressed teens Gibbs uttered but three words, "with me NOW!" Continuing past them edging back through the gathered festival goers, missing his youngest by milliseconds as Tim had never shown as much force or strength as he did when yanking Abby back the way they had come. Never slowing to explain it was only when she tired of being dragged that the girl extricated herself doubling over to catch her breath. Tim attempted to settle down too, but achieving inner calm proved difficult.

"Are you insane or just crazy about marshmallows? 'Cause I gotta tell you I really don't think we're going to win."

Coming up for a breath Tim gulped in some air to answer with a curt, "it's not about the stupid marshmallows! That little scene you wanted to see so badly was my dad catching my sister sneaking out!"

With sufficient air now back in her lungs Abby stood to her full height and planted her hands on her hip. "How's that your problem?"

Making a clear choice not to waste anymore time Tim yanked his new friend again saying, "It just is!"

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"Any chance that was some sort of aberration and my dad didn't just find me at the one place he explicitly told me not to be, jumping around, tangled up with some boy? We're dead… and soooo NOT in the good way!" To say that Caitlin Nicole Gibbs was beside herself with worry and outright fear would be an understatement. Sort of like saying the Statue of Liberty was tall.

"No WE aren't!" Stacey shouted in the lowest voice possible. "Remember I have permission to be here. Besides once the shock wears off he's not going to stay pissed that long."

"Do you remember the shopping incident? How about what your father said would happen if he got another call about us being in trouble together? Something tells me you're in it just as deep, so you better start thinking of a way to get both of us out of it."

That gave her best-friend, free spirit extraordinaire, plenty to mull over as they 'sprinted' through the parking lot. She remembered instantly when Katie brought it up. The Commander had been quite direct in his assertion that participation on any level of the wrong doing would be counted as and punished as full participation. Anything from planning to just standing by and watching poor choices being made would end her up with one sore backside. He'd also thrown around things like boarding school, moving her and her mom to Germany with him, or worse still letting Agent Gibbs punish her as he saw fit since Tiffy didn't seem to be able to handle the responsibility.

Kate having left her six foot prize where she dropped him was speed walking to keep Gibbs in sight. Stacey dogged her heels in an effort to continue to point out why she didn't need to worry so much. "It's not like Tiffy's going to say something. I know how far off budget my mom gets every month. Trust me we are both better served keeping each other's secrets. She hates the winter in Virginia, so you know Germany is out of the question."

"Your mom won't have to say anything. Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs won't leave out a single detail… believe me!"

Having already crossed two sections of parking lot the girls finally got close enough to match his stride. When the agency issued blue sedan came into view both girls were relieved. There shorter legs were tingling from the workout their trek had given them.

Still refusing to speak to them Gibbs held open the rear door indicating both girls should get in. No need to call shotgun because sitting that close to a volcanic Gibbs wasn't an enviable position in the moment. Just as Kate was about speak he closed the door making it crystal clear he wasn't about to have this conversation in the middle of the National Mall parking lot.

Buildings didn't rush by, music didn't play, there was no news coming from the dash. A cloud of tense silence enveloped the interior of the car. Caitlin was in awe of the still and the calm. Gibbs didn't rant, rage, or in any way engage and that became more terrifying than his worse tirade.

***TBC***

~Coming up… a family gathering in front of the Grandparent's house. Imagine their surprise when they notice Kate on the wrong size of the door.