Ziva sighed as she looked at herself in the floor length mirror. She looked beautiful. Her olive green dress fit her every curve and brought out her eyes. Her hair was up, but loose, letting a few strands curl around her face. She was getting married in a half hour. Oh, she was thrilled. She loved Tim with all her heart and the little girl they were going to adopt in four days. All her friends were there and supporting her. But she felt a little sad. She wished her mother was alive to see her now. And her sister. Even her brother, before he became what he became. But what bothered her the most was that her father wouldn't walk her down the aisle. A knock interrupted her thoughts.

"Ziver."

"Gibbs." Ziva said, turning back to the mirror, trying not to cry, "He-he wouldn't come."

Gibbs stood behind her. He was spiffed up in a suit and tie and looked very uncomfortable.

"Ziver," he cleared his throat, "I would be hon-honored to walk you down the aisle."

Ziva let out a sob and threw herself into his arms.

"I don't have to."

Ziva let out a laugh and kissed his cheek.

"I would love for you to walk me down the aisle."

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McGee adjusted and readjusted his tie. He was ready for the ceremony to begin. But he still had a half hour. And Tony, Jimmy, and Damon were not helping things.

"Dude," Damon said, from the leather couch that was in the room, "You are gonna wear that tie out."

McGee turned from the mirror to give his best man a glare. But before he could say anything the door opened.

"Timmy!"

Sarah McGee had arrived. She had been in Italy to study literature.

His sister enveloped him in a huge hug.

"I can't believe it!" she squealed, "My brother is getting married!"

She noticed the others around the room.

"Tony! Jimmy!"

She ran to hug them, but paused in front of Damon. He was staring at the ball of energy in front of him.

"Who are you?"

"Sarah, this is Damon Werth." McGee introduced, "Damon, this is my sister Sarah."

"Hey." Damon choked out.

"Hey." she said shyly.

Tony started humming the wedding song. McGee turned his glare to him. Tony threw his hands up with a grin. Jimmy just stared at a picture of a cross.

McGee sighed. Time needed to speed up.

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McGee stood nervously at the alter. Tony, Damon, Ducky, and Jimmy stood next to him. He glanced at the pastor and the rabbi they brought in to incorporate Ziva's faith. They both had encouraging smiles. Then he heard the music. Abby, Jenny, Cynthia, and Sarah walked down the aisle, led by little Chelsea dressed in sleek olive green. She tossed the flowers gleefully. Then he saw her. She was beautiful in her olive green dress. Her arm was hooked with Gibbs' as she floated down the aisle.

"Who gives this woman?" the pastor asked.

"I do." Gibbs said with a smile.

Ziva hugged him, kissed him on the cheek and came to stand beside McGee.

McGee couldn't tell anyone what happened after that. Sure, he said the right words, made the right motions, but all he could think about was how lucky he was.

"You may kiss your bride." the rabbi said.

So he did.

"Ladies and gentlemen…" the pastor said over the cheers, "Mr. and Mrs. Timothy McGee!"

McGee and Ziva just stood there and smiled. McGee's father brought Chelsea up to them.

"Yay!" she cried from McGee's arms.

From the mouths of babes.

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Authors note: this is just the first epilogue. Hang in for more.