Chapter 59

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AN: Just going to jump into this chapter. I got this idea while watching Days of Our Lives and an episode of Dr. Quinn. Just going to weave it into my story. This is a set up for after the wedding when Gibbs takes Samantha on her surprise honeymoon.

The little Gibbs family all said goodbye to their NCIS family and headed home. Their hearts were happy. They each had a family again and were looking forward to their life together. The next two weeks were full of school, work, family time and wedding plans. Kelly had spent time with all of her family. Tim came over with Abby and Jethro. They had a lovely spring day at the park.

Gibbs had taken Samantha out for a quiet evening of dinner and dancing while Kelly spent Saturday night with Abby, Tim, Tony and Ziva watching movies and eating pizza. Things were just settling into a routine of family time and all the couples were growing closer.

It was now Friday and the wedding was just about a month away. Samantha had a gyno appointment and Gibbs had given Abby permission, since they weren't busy, to leave early and take his daughter to her house for a sleepover. Ziva was joining them for a girls' night. Kelly was so excited. She had left for school just bouncing out the door.

NCIS

It was about 1730 and Gibbs was alone in the bullpen. He had sent McGee and Tony home. Samantha was supposed to call him when she was finished at the doctor. They had planned spending the evening together either with a wonderful dinner at a restaurant or take out and a movie. He was beginning to get concerned her appointment was for 1400. He pulled out his phone and pushed the speed dial for her number. After several rings it went to voice mail. Next, he called Abby to see if she had heard from her. She had not called Abby but Abby did have her doctor's number.

He then called the office. The nurse informed him that she had left at about 3:30. With that information he left the bullpen. He was going to find her. Something was tugging at his gut that she was upset and needed him.

He decided he would check the house first maybe he had gone home and was just did not hear the phone. As he drove toward his house he called first Sam's phone and still go no answer and then he called McGee. "Hey Boss, did we catch a case?" Tim answered.

"No McGee. Personal. Can you run a check on Sam's phone? She left the doctor's office at 3:30 and she is not answering. "

"Give me a second boss." Gibbs could hear typing in the background. "She's home, Boss. "

"Thanks McGee."

"Let me know if you need us Boss. She must be upset if she is not answering your calls."

"I will." Gibbs said hanging up the phone and tossing it in the seat. "What's up Sam?"

Gibbs raced toward his house and was able to release the breath he did not know he was holding when he saw her car in the driveway. He barely allowed the car to stop when he jumped out of the car and sprinted into the house not even stopping to close the car door.

The house was dark and all he could hear was Samantha's iPod playing. He stepped into the living room to find Samantha sitting on the couch with a bottle of bourbon sitting in front of her and an empty glass in her hand. The music that was playing was what she called tearjerker songs. She did not even notice him walking in the door. He slid in next to her and took the glass out of her hand. "What's wrong sweetheart? That was a full bottle this morning and it is almost empty." He whispered wrapping his arms around her and pulling into his chest.

She looked into his eyes and he could see she had been crying. "Ever have a dream shatter into a million pieces in one afternoon."

"I can relate. What dream are you talking about?"

"It's silly really."

"Not if it causes all this. Come on Sam, tell me, let me share this." He held her closer and began to rub her arm. "If it has you drinking this much I know it really upset you. Are you sick?"

"Oh no Jethro. I am perfectly healthy for a woman my age. "She sighed. "That is the problem my age."

"Honey you're not old."

"Yes I am for what I have always dreamed of. I'm an old woman." Gibbs put his hand under her chin cupping in and raising it so he could look into her eyes. He saw sadness, she was in mourning. Then it hit him she was in mourning.

"Babies?" he whispered. She nodded tears filling her eyes again.

"I have known it was impossible in my brain. But my heart hoped. Hell Jethro I am in my 50's. But hearing it today from the doctor that there is not even a slight chance I could have a child. It just made me mad, sad and just plain pissed." She reached for the bottle. Jethro pushed it away.

"The answer is not in that bottle." He pulled her back into his arms. "We have a great life. We have Kelly and each other."

"It was just a dream I formed when Mama got pregnant with my baby sister. I felt her kick, I was there when she was born, I was in the delivery room, and I cared for her. And when she died I wanted to have a little girl I could name in her honor." The alcohol was opening up her heart and the feelings came spewing out. "When I met David I saw my dream coming true then he died and that dream was ripped away. I put that dream on hold and started looking for ways to be around kids. First working in a nursery at my church and then going into teaching after I retired from the Marines. "Gibbs just let her talk. He gently kissed the side of her face as she talked. "Then I met you and I guess for a minute I had the delusion that I could get pregnant. But the doctor just laughed when I asked. He made me feel stupid for asking. He did not understand."

"He laughed at you. That bastard." Gibbs was furious. "You're getting a new doctor. I don't want you going back to the idiot."

"Not planning on it. Almost punched his lights out."

"Well there has to be a way we can make your dream come true. We could look into adopting. I mean we are adopting Kelly already. We could get a baby."

She smiled at him. "I knew you would say that. That's why I love you." She started kissing him with a passion Gibbs had never seen before. She pushed him back on the couch and began to remove his jacket and started to remove his Polo shirt. Gibbs began to kiss her back and allow his hands to roam over her body. Then he gained control over himself and stopped himself as Samantha began to remove his undershirt. He pulled away and put his fingers up to her lips.

"No baby. We can't do this not now."

"Why not? I want this to happen. I want you to make love to me." Tears began to fill her eyes again. "Don't you want me? Or I am too old. A dried up old shrew."

"Oh you don't know how much I want you right now. You are beautiful and making love to you right now would be a dream come true."

"Then what's the problem. I want you, you want me. What is stopping us? Kelly won't be home tonight."

"First you are drunk." He wiped his face with both hands. This was so hard. "Second, I don't want our first time to be like this. Like a couple of teenagers groping on the couch with the fear of being caught by our parents." Gibbs told her. "You deserve better. You deserve a special night. I want you to have romance. Not just a quick release of tension."

Samantha looked at him. She was heartbroken but he was making sense. Just then she felt the bourbon on an empty stomach attack her. She pushed past Gibbs and raced up the stairs. Gibbs knowing what was happening followed her. He walked into the bathroom to find her bent over the toilet throwing up. Smiling he walked up behind her and gently gathered her hair in his hand as she continued to throw up the bourbon. Finally, she had emptied her stomach and she sat back on the floor. Gibbs walked over to the sink and retrieved a cool wet washcloth and gently began to wipe her face. He then handed her a glass of water. As she rinsed her mouth out and spit into the toilet. Gibbs reached up and flushed the toilet and then looked at her with a slight smirk. "And you wanted to make love."

She could not help but smile. "Not really my most attractive moment, huh."

"Not really." He reached down grabbing her hand. "Feel like trying to stand up."

"Not sure. But sitting on this floor is not fun." He helped her up and put his arm around her and guided her down the stairs.

"I know you hate coffee but we need to get your sobered up."

He looked at her face. She was totally sick. She was almost in tears. "I don't think I can handle coffee. How about we go for a walk instead? Maybe the fresh air will help."

"Ok, let's go." He walked over to the door and grabbed her jacket and helped her put it on. He put his arm around her waist and helped her walk out the door. The night was clear and was really warm for an April evening in Washington.

They two walked in silence. Samantha lay her head on his shoulder as they walked Gibbs began to rub circles on her back. "You feeling better"

"A little. My head is not spinning anymore and my stomach is not churning like it was."

"I meant what I said about adopting. If you want a baby we can look into it."

"Really Jethro. I was just floored by the permanence of what he said. He made me feel stupid for even asking the question." She hugged him close. "We don't have to decide tonight. It was a dream I wanted when I was younger. Maybe Kelly will be enough."

"Very sensible my love but you just downed 3/4ths of a bottle of bourbon on a whim." He smiled. "Feel like stopping for some tea. That might just settle your stomach."

"Sounds like a good idea." They walked into a small coffee shop they sometimes frequented. They found a table. Jethro ordered Sam an iced tea and some coffee for himself. When the waitress brought their drinks to the table Gibbs looked at Samantha his eyes questioning about food. "I could try some French Fries."

"Can you stand the smell if I eat something?"

"Go ahead. I think I can stand it." He ordered himself a burger and some French Fries for Samantha.

When the food arrived they ate in silence. Samantha managed to drink a couple of glasses of tea, her fries and a couple bites of Gibbs' hamburger. When they did talk it was not about babies or Samantha's insistence that Gibbs make love to her. They talked about nothing serious just the day to day stuff.

When they had both finished, Gibbs paid the check and they walked out of the shop arm in arm. The moon was full and provided a romantic ambiance for their return trip back to the house. This time Gibbs grabbed her hand and they strolled down the street. "It is a usually beautiful night for a walk. Feel like continuing on through the park." Gibbs asked. "Was planning on taking you out tonight anyway."

"Sounds wonderful." They walked past several shops as they headed toward the park. "I think my head is beginning to clear."

"Good," Gibbs replied kissing her hand and bringing it into the crook of his arm. "I love you"

"I love you too. Thanks for putting up with me tonight."

Gibbs smiled at her. "Taking you for better or worse. Just remember this night the next time I have too much bourbon."

"I will sir." She stood tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek. "Thanks for putting the brakes on tonight. Making me special."

"That's my plan for the rest of your life. You're my special lady and I want you to always be happy." He took her into his arms and they kissed with the moonlight shinning down on them.

NCIS

Their walk continued into the park where they found a bench that faced out across the small lake in the park. They moonlight was bouncing off the water as the slight breeze made the water dance. The couple sat on the bench just watching the waves. Gibbs put his arm around Samantha and she rested her head on his shoulder.

Before he knew it Samantha's breathing began to be slow and even. He glanced down and saw her asleep. He smiled to himself and held her close. He just stared out across the water thinking about the events of the evening. He had never seen her this upset. He had not thought she would want babies. But it made sense; she had waited all her life for the perfect guy to share her life with. He knew what it was like to have a child. The love you lavished on that child and after losing Shannon and Kelly he knew the loss.

He held her hand tighter smiled. "We will figure this out sweetheart. If you want a baby, we will figure out how to get you one," he whispered into her hair. He then kissed the top of her head and then continued to stare out across the water.

NCIS

The couple continued to sit in the moonlight for about another hour. Gibbs really decided that it was time to get her home. "Samantha," he whispered. "Why don't we go home darling? Get you into a real bed. You need to sleep off the bourbon." He began to rub her shoulders with his hands.

As she began to wake up she began to grumble. "Did you get the license number of that truck that hit me?"

"Head really beginning to pound, huh." He pulled her into a hug and planted a kiss on her forehead.

"Somebody's in there hitting my head with a sledge hammer." Gibbs chuckled to himself. He knew that feeling very, very well.

"Let's get you home. Maybe a hot shower and then right into bed." He helped her up as she looked up at him. "To sleep it off."

She smiled and wrapped her arms around the crook of his arm. "Lead on. Who knew you were such a gentleman?"

"Don't spread it around. I still need my reputation as a bastard," he chuckled.

The couple began strolling along the street toward Gibbs' house past several local bars and restaurants in the neighborhood. Gibbs and Samantha were chatting about the wedding and the parties that were planned when they walked up on a stranger. He was standing in front of them. As Gibbs made the move to walk around him he spoke. "Hey Samantha, long time no see."

Samantha blinked her eyes to focus them the stranger who seemed to know her. She recognized him immediately. Gibbs could feel her body tense and felt a death grip on his arm. He looked into her eyes. She looked as if she had seen a ghost. "David," she whispered, "Gibbs, its David. How?"

Gibbs shook his head. "David? Are you sure?"

"Yes Samantha it's me. I know this is a surprise. How have you been darling?" the man replied.

"How have I been? They told me you were dead. You did not show up to our wedding. That was over 15 years ago. Where have you been?" Samantha buried her head in Gibbs' arm. She was crying. "This has to be the bourbon. I have to be imagining this."

Gibbs rubbed his hands through her hair. "It's ok sweetheart. We will fix this. We will get to the bottom of this." He then looked at the man who was standing in front of them. "Ok, David, is it? She needs some answers. First where have you been for fifteen years? Why you would do this to her? I need you to come with us back to …"

"NCIS." David finished his sentence. "Yes Agent Gibbs I know who you are and also your relationship with Samantha."

"David," Samantha replied. "We need some answers. I need to know why. Not that it changes things but I need to know." She looked at Gibbs and smiled. Then she signed "I love you and nothing is going to change that."

Gibbs saw David scowl at both of them. His gut was doing cartwheels. Something was wrong here very wrong. He just did not know what it was. He looked into Samantha's eyes and grinned. Then he signed back, "I love you too. Don't worry we will fix this." Then he picked up the phone and called McGee. "Call the team. Meet me at NCIS."

"Is Samantha all right Boss?"

"She is physically ok and with me. I'll explain more when I see you. Call Abby and Ziva too. Won't need Ducky for this."

"Ok, I'll call Ducky and see if Kelly can stay with him. Sounds like she does not need to be there."

"Kelly, good idea McGee. Tell Duck I will fill him in later." Gibbs hung up the phone and looked at Samantha. "We will get to the bottom of this. I promise."

She nodded and looked him in the eyes. "I know you will. You and my family will find out what happened." She then turned to David. "I want answers from you too."