Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS or its characters.
Author's Note: I'm just going to take a moment to clarify a couple of things that have people confused so here's a list of what is fact and what is fiction so far in the story
Blood type AC negative – fiction
The need to use a male relative's blood – fiction
Plasmapheresis – Real, though the use of it in this story is fictional, the description of the separation of the blood cells and plasma is real.
The rest is obviously from my imagination…..
Regarding Ellie's comment – This is not an MPreg story
Thank you to the guest reviewer who commented on some of the other reviews and set a few things straight for me – I appreciate the support.
And last but by no means least - a massive thank you to Gottahavemyncis for becoming my beta - Yippee!
Chapter 5
Ducky looked over Timothy's prone form before he turned to face Gibbs; he studied the man for a moment thinking of the best way to inform him of the little he knew of Tim's family history and he was just about to start when Gibbs attention was taken elsewhere, his right hand immediately going for his gun as he held up his left hand indicating for Ducky to wait. Turning to see what caught the other man's attention Ducky noticed that there appeared to be a lot of movement outside. Gibbs raised himself from his seat just before the door opened and the remaining members of team Gibbs, Vance, Palmer, Fornell and Sacks walked in the room.
Brad was the first to voice his concerns as the new arrivals took stock of what was going on with their injured friend. "Guys, look I know you're all concerned, but really you can't all be in here right now."
"I appreciate your concern Doctor Pitt." Vance stated with all his authority. "However we all need to discuss a serious development and as Agent Gibbs will wish to remain here, then here is where the discussion needs to take place. I however would like you to be included in those discussions as Agent McGee's primary consultant."
"Secondary actually, Doctor Woods is Tim's primary consultant." Brad corrected.
"Yes but unfortunately he is unavailable; I have just spoken with the head of the hospital on the way here and requested your involvement due to your ongoing connection with Agent Gibbs' team."
"I see, I think. However, I will give you all the same warning as I gave Agent Gibbs that is, that you need to be prepared to get out of the way if anything happens. The health of my patient comes first, any arguments and I will not hesitate to have you thrown out, am I making myself clear?"
"Perfectly." Vance informed as he turned to Gibbs.
Gibbs for his part, although he'd relaxed his stance, had been taking in the demeanor of the rest of his team along with the looks he was getting from Fornell and wasn't at all happy with the twisting feeling he was getting in his gut; he waited only until Vance and Brad finished their discussion before demanding an explanation as to why the FBI where in the room.
"What the hell's going on Leon?" Gibbs growled "What are you doing here, when Lee Waun Kai is still on the loose?"
"Jethro!" Ducky admonished.
"It's alright Doctor Mallard, if you must know Gibbs, Kai is dead."
"Dead?!" Ducky asked in amazement; prior to the incident with Tim the team hadn't even managed to locate the North Korean and now just a few hours later they were being informed of her death.
"Sitrep!" Gibbs ordered as he turned to his senior field agent. DiNozzo swallowed hard, he had known Gibbs would have hated not to have been informed sooner but they'd had their reasons.
"Boss, Jackie Vance killed Lee Waun Kai late this morning, we would have called but thought it best that you stay here with McGee, so we called in a favour." Tony explained, looking a little sheepish towards the end as he indicated at Fornell and Sacks.
"Uh-huh, that doesn't explain why they're here now though does it?" Gibbs countered.
"Fornell." Vance stated simply indicating he was going to let the FBI agent inform Gibbs about what had been discovered. It was then that Gibbs noticed that his friend was looking somewhat uncomfortable, like a man being lead to the slaughter so Gibbs just tilted his head as he raised a questioning eyebrow; the man in question took a moment to clear his throat.
"Well there appears to have been a slight hiccup in communication."
"A hiccup?" Gibb questioned.
"It's a metaphor." Sacks jumped in.
"Actually hiccups are…" Palmer started but he stopped just as quickly having received multiple glares from all the older members of the group.
"A miscommunication Jethro" Tobias informed.
"Uh-huh," Gibbs sounded anything but convinced, "Get to the damn point already will ya!"
"All right we, as in the FBI, dropped the damned ball!" Tobias stated in exasperation. "Jason Everett escaped from prison two days ago."
"Who the hell's Jason Everett?" Gibbs demand, completely confused.
"A mass murderer that a ten year old McGee apparently helped put behind bars!" Vance stated, obviously still angered at not having known about this before, as he threw down a file on the patients table, at the end of Tim's bed.
"Enough!" Brad commanded. "Lower your voices or leave, or do I need to remind you this is a hospital?"
The group went silent as Gibbs grabbed the file and started flicking through the information, once he read the brief over view he looked up, stunned. "How the hell didn't we know about this?"
"The file was sealed, partly due to his age but mostly because strings where pulled." Tobias informed.
"Is that the reason I have never had Timothy's complete medical records?" Ducky inquired.
"Apparently so." Vance replied, "It would appear our agent has some secrets."
"More than you may think Director." Ducky replied as he looked at Gibbs.
"You think there's a connection?" Gibbs asked.
"Not necessarily, but I think it might be why I don't believe young Timothy told me everything." Ducky responded before turning his attention back to the rest of the group. "As I was just about to tell Jethro, Timothy told me something in confidence about a year ago…
***Flashback***
It was late, or rather early depending on your view point as the clock indicated that it had just gone midnight; the bullpen was quiet and mainly dark as Ducky exited the elevator intent on leaving his findings on Gibbs' desk before leaving for the night, which was why the medical examiner was shocked by his findings. Timothy McGee was so deeply engrossed in what he was working he hadn't registered Ducky's arrival.
"Damn it!" Tim shouted at the computer.
"Timothy? What on earth are you doing here at this ungodly hour?" Ducky enquired startled by the younger man's reaction.
"Huh…Oh hey Ducky didn't see you there." Tim replied startled.
"Obviously not young man, what is keeping you so late since everyone else is already gone?"
"Err… it's err" Timothy stumbled; uncertainty filled his eyes that the medical examiner hadn't seen for a good few years in the younger man.
"Whatever it is Timothy you can tell me."
"It's kind of personal Ducky." Tim informed quietly.
"Is it something I can help with?"
"Err…okay but please don't tell Gibbs or worse Vance!" Timothy pleaded.
"Heavens Timothy if it's personal then, not just as your friend, but as your doctor we can keep it between us."
"Oh, that's good, that real good." Timothy said with relief as he ran his hands through his hair.
"So…..?" Ducky encouraged.
"Oh yeah right" Tim laughed lightly, but what he said next completely stunned the older man "I'm trying to find out who my real parents are."
***Flashback interruption***
"Wait a minute, his real parents?" Tony questioned shocked.
"Anthony please let me finish" Ducky implored.
***Flashback resumed***
"Whatever are you talking about Timothy?" Ducky questioned.
Timothy hung his head for a moment, before looking up again. "When I was younger, something happened, I don't remember the specifics, but I went to live with my uncle and his wife, or rather then man I thought was my uncle."
"Admiral John McGee?"
"Yes, but it turns out he's not my uncle, actually we're not even related."
"And how do you know this Timothy?"
"We, err we kind of had an argument." Tim admitted.
"About?"
"About the Navy and the fact that I didn't want to join, turns out that my aunt, well not my aunt but the woman I thought was my aunt promised the man I thought was my father to take me in and to keep the secret, right before….right before he died." Timothy choked out the last words.
"Timothy just call them your aunt, uncle and father, after all that's what you believed them to be." Ducky suggested
"Yeah but they weren't were they? I don't know who I am Ducky, I'm not a McGee, but I don't have anything to tell me who I am; I've been looking for years and everything I've tried just keeps hitting a brick wall."
"Hence you're frustration when I walked in." Ducky surmised.
"Yep, yet another dead end."
***End Flashback***
"Timothy went on to tell me that he knew his birth mother had died giving birth to him, Patrick McGee had apparently informed his younger brother John that he was aware the Timothy wasn't his child, due to the fact he was unable to have children, but was going to raise the boy as his own. The brother apparently hadn't agreed, Patrick went ahead anyway having his name put on the birth certificate."
"For five years the woman Timothy thought was his aunt managed to stop John from telling Timothy anything, but during the heated argument over the fact that Timothy didn't want to join the Navy, John McGee let the truth slip and ever since Timothy turned the legal age of twenty one he's been trying to find the slightest clue as to who his father might really be."