Yowza! That was hot! :lol:
Heroes and Fathers #2: CSI NY / NCIS crossover
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MacsGirlMel
Mac's Personal Assistant
Totally lol I'll never watch an NCIS ad the same way again lol.
hey where does 'probie' come from? BTW is it really safe to be doing it that late in the pregnancy? Or is she not as far as I thought?
hey where does 'probie' come from? BTW is it really safe to be doing it that late in the pregnancy? Or is she not as far as I thought?
MarineGirl#1
CSI Level Three
To answer your questions:
1. Mike Franks, was the head of a Major Case Response Team that included Gibbs. He calls Gibbs "Probie," which, as Gibbs pointed out once to McGee is a sign of affection and respect.
2. There is no reason to change or alter your sexual activity during prgnancy unless your health care provider advises otherwise. For more information, visit www.webmd.com
Now one with the story.
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Mac and Stella had said their goodbyes at the restaurant and Stella had driving them back to Gibbs’s house. She wondered how they would get back in to house since Gibbs hadn’t given her a house key.
“Probably hid it under one of those plant pots.” Stella murmured.
“Jethro isn’t that tame.” Mac sounded a bit too drunk for Stella’s liking.
“Shut up Taylor, you don’t want to wake them.” Stella warned him as it was quiet in the house.
“Just open that door, Bella. Jethro lives in a fliendly neighbour-thingy.” Mac
“Taylor, you’re drunk.” Stella snapped as she reached for a hairpin to open the door.
“Sell, I’m telling you… Jet doesn’t lock the door.” Mac giggled.
“Jet…? Ok, now I really now you’re drunk, Taylor.” Stella whined but tried the door anyway.
And the door opened. “See… I sold you so…” Mac triumphed.
“You’re so in trouble tomorrow morning, Taylor.” Stella snapped.
Mac walked in to the house to be greeted by several clothing parts. “Those flu had a party.” He tripped over his words and picked up Jordan’s red strapless bra.
Stella was really getting annoyed with Mac. “Up you go Taylor! And stay away form Jordan’s undies.” She cautioned.
“Why, Bell, it’s beautiful wet, you should buy it sometime…” He smirked mischievously.
“Mac Taylor, you have a complaint about my lingerie?” Stella wondered. “And don’t you dare and sniff at that bra.” She cautioned him.
“I love y’re tops, Bell, but Jordan’s taste isn’t that bad, no wonder she wrapped Jet around her lil’ toe.”
“Finger Mac, it’s called a finger. And you need a bed right now. God knows what would have happened if it didn’t caught those car keys.” Stella whined.
“Luve ya Bell” Mac blurted on. “Need the check up lil’ blister.” Mac tried to get him up the stairs.
Stella ran after him before Mac could reach Jordan’s and Gibbs’ bedroom. But she was too late.
Mac stared at the comfortable sleeping pair. “She’s so sappy.” He smiled at Gibbs and Jordan curled up together.
“Keep your voice down, Taylor.” Stella whispered. “And get to our room.” She ordered as she as well took in a happy Gibbs holding his Jordan.
Mac did as ordered, but took the wrong door. Stella shook her head as Mac went in to the bathroom. She decided that Mr. Overboard didn’t need a rescue vest. He could wake up in the morning in the bath tub, but she covered him with a blanket after all.
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:lol: I loved drunk Mac!
nattybatty55
Nadalaholic
Drunk Mac 
Well done Bella for leaving him in the bath :lol:
Well done Bella for leaving him in the bath :lol:
MarineGirl#1
CSI Level Three
The next morning Mac woke up from a singing husky voice. His head was throbbing. When he became aware of his surroundings, he lifted himself out off the tub, rubbed his eyes and followed the voice. It came from the nursery. Mac found Jordan in her rocking chair, singing to her babies. For a moment he watched his little sister and listened, then he put his left hand in his pocket and strolled in.
Jordan noticed him and recognized his outfit from last night. “Whoa Mac…” She giggled as her hands massaged her belly. “Stella threw you out?”
Mac chuckled and rubbed the back of his head. “Uh… not sure… woke up in your bathroom.” He confessed. I think I’ve got a hangover.”
Jordan smirked and held out her hand, motioning to sit with him. “She still asleep?”
“I’ll check up on her in a moment.” Mac grabbed on of the little stools and sat next to Jordan. “You’re ok, Peaches?” He asked taking in Jordan’s sad and yet satisfied expression. “Cause that was not exactly a happy song.”
Jordan rocked her chair again to soothe her energetic twins. “You haven’t called me Peaches since I finished High School.” She smiled as he had mentioned her special nickname. “But yes, I’m happy with Jethro…” She assured him.
“Then what’s with the sad face?” Mac lifted her chin up.
“Jethro got called out on a case this morning.” Jordan sniffed. “I think I could have done desk work for a little while longer. He disagreed.” She smiled sadly, but when she felt the twins move again her face went bright. “Feel this…” Jordan laid Mac’s hand on her stomach.
Mac felt the twins move and laughed quietly. “Quite active, those two.” Jordan nodded. “And that’s why Jethro wants you home.” She looked at him. “Jordan, the last months will be the hardest. You need all the rest you can get if you’re gonna carry them full term.”
“When did you get so wise?” She grinned.
“Well, with you and Stella both pregnant, you learn a lot about being a father.” Mac chuckled and got up. “Gonna check on Stella, if she’ll let me in.” He blinked an eye. “Happy birthday, Peaches."
“Thanks." Jordan giggled at his comment. “Gonna start your coffee.” Jordan winched herself up and went for the kitchen.
Mac silently opened the bedroom door. Stella was still fast a sleep. He tiptoed to the bed and kissed her forehead. Stella yawned and rolled over to her other side.
“Aw, c’mon Gorgeous.” Mac whinged as he tried to get in the bed with her. “It’s a beautiful day. You need to wake up.”
“Go away, Taylor… too early.” She grumbled and pushed him off.
Smiling at her grumpiness Mac got up and took his trousers off. He dropped them on the back leaning of a chair and walked back to the bed. He softly lifted the blankets and snuggled in to Stella’s back.
“Mac…” Stella whined. “I need more sleep.”
“No, you don’t.” Mac disagreed while he removed her hair to leave a trail of soft kisses in her neck. Half a sleep Stella turned and carefully opened her eyes. “You look a mess, Taylor.” She closed her eyes and grinned satisfied with his hangover.
“Now that is not a nice thing to say, Gorgeous.” His lips caressing hers.
“Serves you right.” Stella giggled. “You had one too many last night.”
“How did we get home?” He drew little circles on her tummy and kissed his unborn baby. “Jethro’s car. Thank god you remembered that he doesn’t lock his door, else we would’ve been sleeping on the porch.” Stella giggled.
Mac made a serious face. “Fill me in on what I don’t remember?” Stella giggled as his tongue wandered to her breasts.
“Well… I think you… you changed… your favourite colour… to red… last night.” She trembled in response to his touch.
“Black… is still… my favourite.” Mac gently sucked on her nipple. “Wanna show me… those shower skills… you mentioned yesterday?”
“Hmmm…” Stella responded. “Too lazy…” She teased.
“Open your eyes, Gorgeous.” Mac whispered as he tossed the blanket of her. Stella slowly opened them and met his sinister look. Mac placed her arms gently around his neck, then he lifted her up and carried her to the bathroom.
Jordan noticed him and recognized his outfit from last night. “Whoa Mac…” She giggled as her hands massaged her belly. “Stella threw you out?”
Mac chuckled and rubbed the back of his head. “Uh… not sure… woke up in your bathroom.” He confessed. I think I’ve got a hangover.”
Jordan smirked and held out her hand, motioning to sit with him. “She still asleep?”
“I’ll check up on her in a moment.” Mac grabbed on of the little stools and sat next to Jordan. “You’re ok, Peaches?” He asked taking in Jordan’s sad and yet satisfied expression. “Cause that was not exactly a happy song.”
Jordan rocked her chair again to soothe her energetic twins. “You haven’t called me Peaches since I finished High School.” She smiled as he had mentioned her special nickname. “But yes, I’m happy with Jethro…” She assured him.
“Then what’s with the sad face?” Mac lifted her chin up.
“Jethro got called out on a case this morning.” Jordan sniffed. “I think I could have done desk work for a little while longer. He disagreed.” She smiled sadly, but when she felt the twins move again her face went bright. “Feel this…” Jordan laid Mac’s hand on her stomach.
Mac felt the twins move and laughed quietly. “Quite active, those two.” Jordan nodded. “And that’s why Jethro wants you home.” She looked at him. “Jordan, the last months will be the hardest. You need all the rest you can get if you’re gonna carry them full term.”
“When did you get so wise?” She grinned.
“Well, with you and Stella both pregnant, you learn a lot about being a father.” Mac chuckled and got up. “Gonna check on Stella, if she’ll let me in.” He blinked an eye. “Happy birthday, Peaches."
“Thanks." Jordan giggled at his comment. “Gonna start your coffee.” Jordan winched herself up and went for the kitchen.
***
Mac silently opened the bedroom door. Stella was still fast a sleep. He tiptoed to the bed and kissed her forehead. Stella yawned and rolled over to her other side.
“Aw, c’mon Gorgeous.” Mac whinged as he tried to get in the bed with her. “It’s a beautiful day. You need to wake up.”
“Go away, Taylor… too early.” She grumbled and pushed him off.
Smiling at her grumpiness Mac got up and took his trousers off. He dropped them on the back leaning of a chair and walked back to the bed. He softly lifted the blankets and snuggled in to Stella’s back.
“Mac…” Stella whined. “I need more sleep.”
“No, you don’t.” Mac disagreed while he removed her hair to leave a trail of soft kisses in her neck. Half a sleep Stella turned and carefully opened her eyes. “You look a mess, Taylor.” She closed her eyes and grinned satisfied with his hangover.
“Now that is not a nice thing to say, Gorgeous.” His lips caressing hers.
“Serves you right.” Stella giggled. “You had one too many last night.”
“How did we get home?” He drew little circles on her tummy and kissed his unborn baby. “Jethro’s car. Thank god you remembered that he doesn’t lock his door, else we would’ve been sleeping on the porch.” Stella giggled.
Mac made a serious face. “Fill me in on what I don’t remember?” Stella giggled as his tongue wandered to her breasts.
“Well… I think you… you changed… your favourite colour… to red… last night.” She trembled in response to his touch.
“Black… is still… my favourite.” Mac gently sucked on her nipple. “Wanna show me… those shower skills… you mentioned yesterday?”
“Hmmm…” Stella responded. “Too lazy…” She teased.
“Open your eyes, Gorgeous.” Mac whispered as he tossed the blanket of her. Stella slowly opened them and met his sinister look. Mac placed her arms gently around his neck, then he lifted her up and carried her to the bathroom.
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MacsGirlMel
Mac's Personal Assistant
lolol at Mac
MarineGirl#1
CSI Level Three
Knowing that Mac was making up to Stella, Jordan didn’t start the coffee. Instead she poured herself a cup of tea. She lifted the newspaper from the kitchen table and was about to take a seat when her cell phone rang. Smiling at the number she recognized, she picked it up.
“D’Angelo.” She taunted, knowing it would irritate the hell out of Gibbs.
“Jordan, we really need to work on your phone manners.” Gibbs countered.
“How’s the case, Special Agent Gibbs?” She ignored his remark and took another sip of her tea.
“Slow.” Gibbs sighed in to the phone. Jordan could hear his frustration in his voice.
“Should have kept me on board.” She laughed.
Gibbs was silent for a moment and scratched his brow. “Angel, you know we’ve talked about that before-”
“I know, I know.”Jordan interrupted. “The last months will be the hardest and I need my rest if I’m going to carry them full term.” Jordan repeated Mac’s words.
“When did you become so wise?” Gibbs grinned pleased.
“Hmm… call it a family thing.” Jordan said between sips of her tea.
“You’ve been talking to Mac.” Gibbs concluded. “He around?”
Jordan chuckled remembering Mac’s earlier remark. “Nope. I think Stella’s straightening him out for being so drunk last night.” She grinned and opened the newspaper. “We will visit the Navy Yard later this afternoon.”
“Good, I asked Duck to give you a quick check-up. He agreed.” Gibbs’s voice sincere.
“You and Ducky worry too much.” Jordan grinned at his loving concern. Then she decided to have a little fun herself. “It’s quiet on your end. Where are you?” Jordan turned another page of the paper.
“MTAC. Just finished a satellite conference.” Gibbs informed her.
“Is Tony around?” Jordan grinned.
“Nah… Sent him and Ziva to bring someone in. Where are you?”
Jordan turned another page of the paper. “Still in bed missing you. Only got up for cause I was cold.” She teased. “Shame you can’t see.” Jordan poured herself another cup of tea.
“What you wearing?” Gibbs checked opened the door from MTAC and walked towards the elevator.
“That camisole you bought me a few weeks ago.” Jordan taunted.
Gibbs closed his eyes to picture which one. He stepped in to the elevators and the doors closed. “Colour?” Gibbs could barely speak.
“The black silk one, with the Bordeaux red laces.” Jordan teased and she heard the elevator switch and Gibbs gasping for air.
“Yeah, well… if I wasn’t stuck here.” He said in a hoarse voice. “I’d be home this instant.” He tried to vision the top of the camisole draping over his unborn twins.
“Yeah, well… I promise it’ll be worth waiting for, Probie. Oh… Stella and Mac are up. Gotta go, I love you, Jethro.” Jordan closed her cell phone before Gibbs could respond.
She was in stitches, but felt a little guilty as well. She got up and walked up the stairs to their bedroom to change in to the camisole she’d described to Gibbs.
Later that morning Mac, Stella and Jordan did some sightseeing in Washington DC before heading to the Navy Yard. Jordan felt a little tired after strolling across town. She asked Mac to drive them back to the Navy Yard. Stella noticed a hotdog stand and begged Mac to stop for it. She developed a craving for mustard the latest days.
“You sure you don’t want a hotdog, Jordan?” Stella asked as Mac gave in to her desire.
“Pretty sure, Stell. Never liked mustard at all.” Jordan couldn’t believe Stella’s desire for mustard.
“Why didn’t you pick us up with the SUV yesterday? It’s much more comfortable than Jethro’s Dodge.”
“Didn’t have the SUV yet yesterday.” Jordan grinned. It was a birthday present from Jethro. Remember when he tossed you his car keys last night?” Jordan beamed. Stella nodded. “Well he pretended to drunk and surprised me with the car.”
At least Jethro pretended, Mac really was drunk.” Stella made a little fun of Mac.
“Pretended what?” Mac was back and handed Stella her hotdog.
“To be drunk, Taylor. Jethro got this SUV for Jordan’s birthday yesterday.” Stella took a big bite from her hotdog. Jordan’s stomach started to turn.
“Wasn’t he supposed to buy you this car as a wedding gift?” Mac recalled.
“Mac, have you seen the size of me lately. I’m not getting married like this.” Jordan snapped a little. “Now, could you drive us to the Navy Yard?” Jordan said from the back, feeling a bit awkward.
You ok, Jordan?” He watched her in his rear-view mirror.
“Yeah… I have a lot of weird cravings, but your wife takes the biscuit.” Jordan grinned.
“D’Angelo.” She taunted, knowing it would irritate the hell out of Gibbs.
“Jordan, we really need to work on your phone manners.” Gibbs countered.
“How’s the case, Special Agent Gibbs?” She ignored his remark and took another sip of her tea.
“Slow.” Gibbs sighed in to the phone. Jordan could hear his frustration in his voice.
“Should have kept me on board.” She laughed.
Gibbs was silent for a moment and scratched his brow. “Angel, you know we’ve talked about that before-”
“I know, I know.”Jordan interrupted. “The last months will be the hardest and I need my rest if I’m going to carry them full term.” Jordan repeated Mac’s words.
“When did you become so wise?” Gibbs grinned pleased.
“Hmm… call it a family thing.” Jordan said between sips of her tea.
“You’ve been talking to Mac.” Gibbs concluded. “He around?”
Jordan chuckled remembering Mac’s earlier remark. “Nope. I think Stella’s straightening him out for being so drunk last night.” She grinned and opened the newspaper. “We will visit the Navy Yard later this afternoon.”
“Good, I asked Duck to give you a quick check-up. He agreed.” Gibbs’s voice sincere.
“You and Ducky worry too much.” Jordan grinned at his loving concern. Then she decided to have a little fun herself. “It’s quiet on your end. Where are you?” Jordan turned another page of the paper.
“MTAC. Just finished a satellite conference.” Gibbs informed her.
“Is Tony around?” Jordan grinned.
“Nah… Sent him and Ziva to bring someone in. Where are you?”
Jordan turned another page of the paper. “Still in bed missing you. Only got up for cause I was cold.” She teased. “Shame you can’t see.” Jordan poured herself another cup of tea.
“What you wearing?” Gibbs checked opened the door from MTAC and walked towards the elevator.
“That camisole you bought me a few weeks ago.” Jordan taunted.
Gibbs closed his eyes to picture which one. He stepped in to the elevators and the doors closed. “Colour?” Gibbs could barely speak.
“The black silk one, with the Bordeaux red laces.” Jordan teased and she heard the elevator switch and Gibbs gasping for air.
“Yeah, well… if I wasn’t stuck here.” He said in a hoarse voice. “I’d be home this instant.” He tried to vision the top of the camisole draping over his unborn twins.
“Yeah, well… I promise it’ll be worth waiting for, Probie. Oh… Stella and Mac are up. Gotta go, I love you, Jethro.” Jordan closed her cell phone before Gibbs could respond.
She was in stitches, but felt a little guilty as well. She got up and walked up the stairs to their bedroom to change in to the camisole she’d described to Gibbs.
***
Later that morning Mac, Stella and Jordan did some sightseeing in Washington DC before heading to the Navy Yard. Jordan felt a little tired after strolling across town. She asked Mac to drive them back to the Navy Yard. Stella noticed a hotdog stand and begged Mac to stop for it. She developed a craving for mustard the latest days.
“You sure you don’t want a hotdog, Jordan?” Stella asked as Mac gave in to her desire.
“Pretty sure, Stell. Never liked mustard at all.” Jordan couldn’t believe Stella’s desire for mustard.
“Why didn’t you pick us up with the SUV yesterday? It’s much more comfortable than Jethro’s Dodge.”
“Didn’t have the SUV yet yesterday.” Jordan grinned. It was a birthday present from Jethro. Remember when he tossed you his car keys last night?” Jordan beamed. Stella nodded. “Well he pretended to drunk and surprised me with the car.”
At least Jethro pretended, Mac really was drunk.” Stella made a little fun of Mac.
“Pretended what?” Mac was back and handed Stella her hotdog.
“To be drunk, Taylor. Jethro got this SUV for Jordan’s birthday yesterday.” Stella took a big bite from her hotdog. Jordan’s stomach started to turn.
“Wasn’t he supposed to buy you this car as a wedding gift?” Mac recalled.
“Mac, have you seen the size of me lately. I’m not getting married like this.” Jordan snapped a little. “Now, could you drive us to the Navy Yard?” Jordan said from the back, feeling a bit awkward.
You ok, Jordan?” He watched her in his rear-view mirror.
“Yeah… I have a lot of weird cravings, but your wife takes the biscuit.” Jordan grinned.
***
MacsGirlMel
Mac's Personal Assistant
hahaha
Can you remind me how far the girls are? Thanks
Can you remind me how far the girls are? Thanks
MarineGirl#1
CSI Level Three
^^^ Melly, Melly, I'm not giving it all away, cause Gibbs will tell how far Jordan is as we continue the story.
But at the beginning it was:
Mac & Stella -> Stella 4 mnths pregnant.
Gibbs & Jordan -> Jordan a little over 7 mnths pregnant.
On with the story?
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After they had gotten to the Navy Yard Jordan showed Mac and Stella around. She knew it wasn’t as high tech as Mac’s lab back in New York, but she and Abby always did get the forensic works done. When they walked in to Abby’s lab they were welcomed by loud music.
Mac had his fingers in his ears. “Never knew we brought Adam along, Stell.” He almost shouted.
“Ow, Mac and Adam’s our favourite.” Stella joked. “And you left him at home? Shame on you, Taylor.” She shouted back.
“Abby!” Jordan yelled. When she got no response Jordan walked over to the stereo and turned off the music.
Abby looked up. “Who the hell…? Ooohhh… Jordan.” Abby ran towards her for a big hug. “Happy birthday, Jordan.”
‘Sorry Abbs.’ Jordan signed. ‘Don’t wanna wake these two up.’ Jordan giggled as she pointed at her belly.
Abby bent down to Jordan’s belly. “I’m sorry”. She whispered soft. “How are my girls doing?” Abby asked.
“Who says they’re girls?” Jordan gave a glare that Gibbs rubbed off on her.
“Right.” Abby giggled. “Hi Mac, Hi Stella. Welcome to Labby’s.” She rattled. “Oh my… the little MacBell is growing as well.” Abby grinned at Stella, causing Mac to frown. “How’s the head doing, Mac?” Abby added innocently.
“It’s fine Abby.” Mac assured her feeling a little bit uneasy, causing Stella to turn away and hide her grin.
“Abbs, have you seen Gibbs?” Jordan enquired.
“Nope, he won’t be here till I have some results Jordan, you know that.” She whined.
“I’m sorry if things have slowed down.” Jordan apologized. “But both Gibbs and Mac have pointed out to me to take it slow.” The machine beeped.
“Took you long enough to get that point. D’Angelo.” Gibbs walked getting her back for the way she answered her phone earlier. “And don’t apologize.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Jordan countered. “It’s a sign of weakness.”
Gibbs gave her a little peck on the cheek. “Never with you, Angel.” He said. “But you and I need to have a serious talk.” He glared at her.
“No elevator talks, Boss-man.” Abby interrupted. “Now, I need help here.” Abby said as she dragged Gibbs over to the lay-out table. “You took Jordan away from me… and before you start, you’re the one who told me to ask for help if I needed any.”
“Abby… Abbs.” Gibbs tried to calm her down. “Breath!” He ordered.
“You’re having problems with handling the evidence, Abby?” Mac enquired as he studied what she’d got.”
“Oh no you don’t, Taylor.” Stella warned. “You promised this would be a holiday.”
Mac felt guilty straight away. “I know, Gorgeous. I was just wondering if this agency can afford to fly Adam in.” Mac winked at Stella.
Abby’s ears didn’t defy on her. “Did you say Adam?” Abby dribbled over to Mac and surprised him with a big hug.
“I think that’s what Mac said.” Gibbs butted in. “And yes, NCIS can afford it. Now let the man go, Abbs. He’s got a family to take care off.” Gibbs smirked.
“Right! Abby tried to apoligize. “Thank you Mac.” She said and signed at the same time.
Mac quickly addressed Jordan for the meaning of her signs. Jordan signed what to say and Mac followed.
“Abbs, I think Mac and Stella would like to see autopsy next. Ducky is expecting you.” Gibbs told her. “I need to have a word with Jordan first.” He gave Jordan a dangerous look.
“Ok, my Hero.” Abby chirped. She stepped between Mac and Stella and led them to autopsy.
Mac, Stella and Abby found Ducky in autopsy leaning over the body they had found early this morning.
“Ah, well yes… you poor youngster…” Ducky was speaking to the victim. “It never amazes me how much damage three bullet shots can do. But don’t you worry my dear, I will take good care of you.” He took the liver out and laid it gently on the scale.
Mac frowned at Stella. “Told you the similarity with Sid is creepy.” She grinned.
Ducky turned at Stella’s voice. “Stella, my dear. You certainly look lovely today.” He charmed.
“Hello Ducky.” She greeted and gave him a small peck on his cheek to say thank you.
“You sure, you’re not Sid’s twin, Ducky?” Mac shook his hand.
“I’m certain that every one has a twin somewhere, Mac. But I can assure you, Sid is not my Doppelgänger.”
Abby laughed at Ducky’s comment. “I wonder if the little Gibblets will look exact the same.
“Speaking of which, where are the other parents to be?” Ducky patted Stella’s stomach.
“Probably having an elevator talk. Gibbs didn’t sound too happy with Jordan.” Abby sounded a little sad.
“Ah dear, well… We’d better finish the tour on ourselves then. Mr. Palmer!” Ducky called out. Jimmy walked in. “Could you please finish this up for me?”
“Certainly Doctor.” Palmer touched his nose to push his glasses closer to his eyes and went to work.
But at the beginning it was:
Mac & Stella -> Stella 4 mnths pregnant.
Gibbs & Jordan -> Jordan a little over 7 mnths pregnant.
On with the story?
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After they had gotten to the Navy Yard Jordan showed Mac and Stella around. She knew it wasn’t as high tech as Mac’s lab back in New York, but she and Abby always did get the forensic works done. When they walked in to Abby’s lab they were welcomed by loud music.
Mac had his fingers in his ears. “Never knew we brought Adam along, Stell.” He almost shouted.
“Ow, Mac and Adam’s our favourite.” Stella joked. “And you left him at home? Shame on you, Taylor.” She shouted back.
“Abby!” Jordan yelled. When she got no response Jordan walked over to the stereo and turned off the music.
Abby looked up. “Who the hell…? Ooohhh… Jordan.” Abby ran towards her for a big hug. “Happy birthday, Jordan.”
‘Sorry Abbs.’ Jordan signed. ‘Don’t wanna wake these two up.’ Jordan giggled as she pointed at her belly.
Abby bent down to Jordan’s belly. “I’m sorry”. She whispered soft. “How are my girls doing?” Abby asked.
“Who says they’re girls?” Jordan gave a glare that Gibbs rubbed off on her.
“Right.” Abby giggled. “Hi Mac, Hi Stella. Welcome to Labby’s.” She rattled. “Oh my… the little MacBell is growing as well.” Abby grinned at Stella, causing Mac to frown. “How’s the head doing, Mac?” Abby added innocently.
“It’s fine Abby.” Mac assured her feeling a little bit uneasy, causing Stella to turn away and hide her grin.
“Abbs, have you seen Gibbs?” Jordan enquired.
“Nope, he won’t be here till I have some results Jordan, you know that.” She whined.
“I’m sorry if things have slowed down.” Jordan apologized. “But both Gibbs and Mac have pointed out to me to take it slow.” The machine beeped.
“Took you long enough to get that point. D’Angelo.” Gibbs walked getting her back for the way she answered her phone earlier. “And don’t apologize.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Jordan countered. “It’s a sign of weakness.”
Gibbs gave her a little peck on the cheek. “Never with you, Angel.” He said. “But you and I need to have a serious talk.” He glared at her.
“No elevator talks, Boss-man.” Abby interrupted. “Now, I need help here.” Abby said as she dragged Gibbs over to the lay-out table. “You took Jordan away from me… and before you start, you’re the one who told me to ask for help if I needed any.”
“Abby… Abbs.” Gibbs tried to calm her down. “Breath!” He ordered.
“You’re having problems with handling the evidence, Abby?” Mac enquired as he studied what she’d got.”
“Oh no you don’t, Taylor.” Stella warned. “You promised this would be a holiday.”
Mac felt guilty straight away. “I know, Gorgeous. I was just wondering if this agency can afford to fly Adam in.” Mac winked at Stella.
Abby’s ears didn’t defy on her. “Did you say Adam?” Abby dribbled over to Mac and surprised him with a big hug.
“I think that’s what Mac said.” Gibbs butted in. “And yes, NCIS can afford it. Now let the man go, Abbs. He’s got a family to take care off.” Gibbs smirked.
“Right! Abby tried to apoligize. “Thank you Mac.” She said and signed at the same time.
Mac quickly addressed Jordan for the meaning of her signs. Jordan signed what to say and Mac followed.
“Abbs, I think Mac and Stella would like to see autopsy next. Ducky is expecting you.” Gibbs told her. “I need to have a word with Jordan first.” He gave Jordan a dangerous look.
“Ok, my Hero.” Abby chirped. She stepped between Mac and Stella and led them to autopsy.
***
Mac, Stella and Abby found Ducky in autopsy leaning over the body they had found early this morning.
“Ah, well yes… you poor youngster…” Ducky was speaking to the victim. “It never amazes me how much damage three bullet shots can do. But don’t you worry my dear, I will take good care of you.” He took the liver out and laid it gently on the scale.
Mac frowned at Stella. “Told you the similarity with Sid is creepy.” She grinned.
Ducky turned at Stella’s voice. “Stella, my dear. You certainly look lovely today.” He charmed.
“Hello Ducky.” She greeted and gave him a small peck on his cheek to say thank you.
“You sure, you’re not Sid’s twin, Ducky?” Mac shook his hand.
“I’m certain that every one has a twin somewhere, Mac. But I can assure you, Sid is not my Doppelgänger.”
Abby laughed at Ducky’s comment. “I wonder if the little Gibblets will look exact the same.
“Speaking of which, where are the other parents to be?” Ducky patted Stella’s stomach.
“Probably having an elevator talk. Gibbs didn’t sound too happy with Jordan.” Abby sounded a little sad.
“Ah dear, well… We’d better finish the tour on ourselves then. Mr. Palmer!” Ducky called out. Jimmy walked in. “Could you please finish this up for me?”
“Certainly Doctor.” Palmer touched his nose to push his glasses closer to his eyes and went to work.
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Do I detect that Abby's got a little crush on our Adam? :lol:
adamandeva
Witness
love it can´t wait for more
racefh853629
Pathologist
Aww... poor Jordan being the recipient of Gibbs' talk... I love the comment about Sid and Ducky!
Great update!
Great update!
MacsGirlMel
Mac's Personal Assistant
when did they talk and he was unhappy? Was that the chapter before this one?