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Abby POV
"Yeah, Gibbs." He finally answers.
"It's negative. No drugs in her system. Irons a little low, other than she's fine."
"Thanks Abs. Wanna come by for breakfast? Ducky's making pancakes."
"Sure, and Gibbs." I wait for him to respond. "Your secrets safe with me."
Katherine POV
"Mommy." I hear little Zoe whispering.
"Yes baby." I feel a lot better, despite not being able to see out of my left eye.
"Uncle Ducky helped Lucy and me make chick n stars soup to make you feel better."
"Thank you darlings." Hugging Zoe tight as Lucy and L-J carry in the tray.
"How you feeling, Kat?" Jethro asks me as he kisses my forehead gently.
"Bit better, but still can't see properly."
"Abs called. It's all clear." I breathe a sigh of relief at that news.
The trip home was a disaster, eventually hiding out at Jacksons house. Straight after the ceremony I left. I would have loved to have visited more, especially with my dad but it wasn't to be. Upside, at least I didn't have to encounter Derek.
The best part about being away is coming home. I've always said this.
"Let's take this down stairs, so we don't spill the soup." I suggest and the twins scamper off taking the bowl of soup and the toast. Leaving the empty carry tray on the bed.
"You really ok Kat?" Jethro asks. His eyes full of concern and worry.
"Fine L-J." I say and smile. Suddenly he lunged at me and pulled me into a fierce hug.
"I was so worried." Pulling back a little his lips lightly graze mine. "Glad your ok. I'll leave you to change."
What was that? I can handle the odd term of endearment. Even the half hugs and odd kiss on the cheek. But the lip grazing. Huh? That's new.
Jethro POV
I only just realised that this could have been worse. Kat could have been injured worse, or killed and she'd never know how much I appreciate her and everything she does for our children. If something ever happened to her, I don't know how I would cope.
Abby POV
Finally Gibbs joins us at the table and we begin to eat breakfast. I study the people gathered around this small table in the kitchen.
Ducky - he is Ducky. But these precious little girls seem to have captured his heart and the way that they smile at him makes my heart ache for the children he never had and consequently the grand children he will never have. He'd make an excellent grandfather to any child.
Gibbs - well Gibbs has always been an enigma. Until now. He doesn't do his job as well as he does because he is a workaholic. He does it because he is dedicated to making the streets safer for his two precious bundles of joy. Everything he does, he does for them.
Kat, I um mean Katherine - even though she is battered and bruised, she still looks stunning. So casual, yet so sophisticated in a black blouse, well worn blue denim and boots. Other than her name and that she is the mother to the adorable twins I don't know much about her. She has lovely manicured nails. No colour or shellac, just plain French tip. A diamond ring adorns her right hand.
Zoe and Lucy - they look like they're upto something. The little co conspirators. I wonder what it's like to have a twin. They're identical. But now I look closer Lucy has a scar, that's just about fully faded on her temple. I guess that's how they tell them apart.
The debate of movies versus books from the twins over softly fills the room while the adults sit quietly. A cell phone ringing interrupts the silence. I am almost thankful for it. Any longer and I'd have to make noise too.
"Excuse me." Katherine says and leaves the room.
"Daddy, can we go sailing next weekend with uncle Ducky and Abby?" Zoe asked looking up at Gibbs with her beautiful blue eyes that mirror his own.
"I don't know baby, we need to ask mom. It's her weekend." Gibbs says clearly they have this conversation frequently.
"So it's settled. Mommy will come with us." Lucy speaks up glaring at her father.