Heroes and Fathers #2: CSI NY / NCIS crossover

The next morning Gibbs and Mac had gotten up really early. Mac was already waiting in the kitchen. He had made that much noise, so that everyone was up. Gibbs nodded at Mac’s ok-sign and headed over to the neighbours. He came back with his neighbour’s dog several minutes later. Ziva got up from the basement and opened the door to the garden.

“David.” Gibbs sighed as he came back. “Take this one over from me, so we can fix Abby’s hearse.” Gibbs handed her the dog and a bucket of water. Ziva dubious frowned. “Slimer needs a scrub.”

“Sure Gibbs.” She grinned and took the pup from Gibbs. “Aunty Ziva will give you a nice bath.” She cooed at the spaniel and was rewarded with little licks on her face.

“Finally found someone who will jump all over you, Zee-vah?” Tony piped up as he joined them in the garden.

“Zip it, Tony.” Ziva snapped. “Better a small puppy than a way to heavy St. Bernhard.”

“Yeah, but a loyal one.” Tony wiggled his brows.

At Gibbs’ glare he took the lawn mower that he was presented with. “Right boss, lawn mowing.” Tony reluctantly took over the mower.

Gibbs went back to the kitchen and was greeted by Jordan who was holding a fresh coffee for him. “These two better stop bickering before noon.” He kissed Jordan good morning and took the cup from her.

“They’re in love, Jethro.” Jordan nestled herself against Gibbs’ chest and observed Ziva and Tony. “It’s about time you scratched rule #12.” She sighed at his rain of kisses in her neck. Gibbs instantly stopped at her comment and turned Jordan so she would face him.

“Jordan-” He sighed.

“No Jethro.” Jordan gently planted her index finger on his mouth. “You broke you’re own rule #12 when you hired me, and look at us now, we’re happy.” She beamed at her bump. “It’s only fair that you give them a chance.” Jordan kissed his cheek and turned to lean back in to his chest. Silently Gibbs squeezed her gentle in his arms and kissed the top of her head. He smirked knowing that he couldn’t deny Jordan anything. He watched Ziva with the puppy.

“Stay put, Slimer.” Ziva pleaded as the pup tried to get away from the wet brush.

Tony stopped mowing the lawn and kneeled next to her. “Need a hand?”

Her gaze went over to his white designer shirt. “Are you sure, Tony? You might get dirty.” She taunted.

“Give me that brush and you hold him.” Tony said in a tone that didn’t accept no for an answer.

“Bossiness doesn’t become you, not outside of work.” Ziva held the dog while Tony soaped him in.

“Too bad.” Tony he leaned over the pup. “You like bossiness.” He whispered. Ziva looked in to Tony’s sinister dark eyes. “You need a firm hand if we want to give in to our attraction.” Ziva held back a little and got up. She walked to get the water hose to rinse Slimer off.

“Ouch.” Tony whined when Slimer bit him in a finger. Ziva instinctively turned and accidentally hosed Tony down. She tried damn hard not to burst out in laughter. Water was dripping down Tony’s face and his shirt was soaking wet.

He got up and marched over. “You did that on purpose, Zee-vah.” Tony mocked.
Ziva shielded herself with the hose. “Not really, Tony.” Meanwhile she couldn’t keep her eyes off him. With his dark eyes, facial expression and the wet shirt stuck to his body Tony looked incredibly attractive. He grabbed the water hose from Ziva and got his payback. She was wet to the bone.

“Don’t you dare and say that you are excited.” Tony moaned, but when Ziva looked up from his wet shirt to his dark eyes she saw dancing lights in them.

“And if I do? What are we going to about that, Tony?” She asked seductively. The next moment he stood in front of her. Ziva’s eyes captured Tony. “I love you, Tony…” She held a hand on Tony’s shoulder. “But what about Gibbs and work?” She rested her head on Tony’s chest.

Tony turned his head to the left and was startled by Jordan and Gibbs who had been a very silence audience. Still holding Jordan in his arms Gibbs smirked and nodded a ‘yes’ at Tony. Tony grinned as he got message and nodded a ‘thank you’ back. Jordan’s smile brightened. There was no need for questions. They went in the house, so Ziva and Tony could have some privacy.

“I think that Jordan just erased rule #12…” He whispered softly. “I love you, Ziva David.” Then he closed the distance between their lips. He dropped the hose and tenderly laid his arms around her waist. His right hand disappeared under Ziva’s wet t-shirt and before she knew it his thumbs ware caressing the side of her breasts. His lips softly touched hers. Ziva opened them and gently their tongues duelled.

“Guys! Break it up!” Danny shouted from the door. “Gibbs wants the pond done next.” He stepped inside the house. “Guess my services won’t be needed anymore.” He grinned.

Ziva giggled in Tony’s chest. “That’s twice you walked in on people, Messer!” Tony yelled back annoyed, yet Danny was already gone. “But tonight…” He whispered to Ziva and softly stroked her face with his thumb.

“Tonight…” Ziva laid her head on Tony’s chest as they walked back to the house.

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Haha! Danny's just walking in on everyone! Either that, or everyone should stop doing dirty things within the vicinity of Danny... ;)

Great update!
 
While Abby and Ziva had cleaned up the garden Mac and Gibbs had build the engine back in Abby’s hearse. Tony and Danny had found the tyres and were putting them back on Tony’s car. Stella watched them from the window. She was startled by Jordan and Abby.

“Wow. Look at you, Abby.” Stella beamed at the new look that Jordan had passed off on Abby.

“Well, I’m still not feeling comfy.” Abby grumbled as she looked down at her cleavage. “I mean dressing up as Marilyn Monroe was one thing, but this?” She giggled. “Jordan, I can’t wait to see you in this outfit.” She wiggled her brows.

“Hubba hubba…” Gibbs said from the door frame.

Jordan had done a complete make over on Abby. Her usual black outfit had been replaced by really short Daisy Duke (hot pants) emphasizing her buttocks and legs. Stella had lent Abby a red top showing more cleavage than Abby was used to. Her pigtails had gone and her hair was now strongly curled. The black make-up had been traded for a soft seductively one.

Mac came walked in to the room and was struck by the change in Abby he whistled at Abby’s outfit. “Wow Abby! If I wasn’t married to-” Stella slapped him on the chest before she took her camera and checked if it was ready.

“Don’t even think about it, Taylor.” She cautioned.

“And neither should you, Jethro!” He got warned off as well by Jordan.

“Wouldn’t think of it.” Gibbs wrapped his arms around Jordan. “But I can’t wait to have you like this, Angel.” He raised his brows.

Jordan looked down at her bump. “Give me a few weeks after these two… ouch…” Jordan reached for her tummy.”

“You okay?” Gibbs’ expression changed to worried as he felt on her tummy.

“Yeah… just a lot of movement.” Jordan assured him. “Just hold me for a minute.”

“Nope. You’re gonna lie down for a while.” Gibbs he took her elbow to lead her to their own bedroom.

“Jethro… I’m gonna miss all the fun.” Jordan moaned. But Gibbs didn’t give in, not this time.

“I’m sure Mac and Stella will take enough pictures. Now move it, D’Angelo!” He laughed and gave Jordan no choice than to follow.

***
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Mac and Stella had instructed Abby what would work best on Danny, but for this to work she had to be alone with Danny. So Mac called DiNozzo and Ziva and ordered them to the store for an outdoor patio dining set. Abby checked out her outfit for the last time and clicked on her tool belt. She then went down to the garden. Mac and Stella had their camera’s set.

Danny was working on the new patio alone now. He knew this was a punishment from Mac for walking in to their bedroom last night. It wasn’t that hot outside, yet he was sweating really hard so he took off his shirt, showing his muscles against his white underwear. Abby whistled at the view and Danny looked up. *Click*

“Whoa Messer.” She slowly approached him. “You’re looking hot.” She handed him a soda. *Click*

Danny accepted the drink from Abby. “Don’t look so bad yourself, Sciuto.” He smirked. *Click-click*

Abby slowly took a sip of her soda and stroked a hand over Danny’s left arm to feel his muscle. *Click*

“You always run around like a construction worker when work has to be done?” Danny checked out her assets. *Click-click*

“Yup… That wood tile isn’t positioned right.” Abby pointed to the tile and bent a little forward. Danny didn’t miss the opportunity to take a peek in her cleavage. *Click*

“You’re right.” He checked it out. “Got a hammer?” He asked.

Abby turned and lifted her bum inviting Danny. “Help yourself.” She smiled. *Click*

Danny took out the hammer and smirked. “Thanks.” He accidentally touched Abby’s bum. *Click*

Upstairs in their bedroom Stella was stunned by Abby’s acting. Mac was a little worried about Danny’s physical reaction to Abby, but he wouldn’t betray Lindsay again. If he did, Mac would kill him first.

Stella noticed Mac’s concern. “Don’t worry Taylor. I’ll call Lindsay and fill her in.” Mac thanked her with a smile. “And maybe we can use these pics for some other occasion.” She lifted her left brow.

“I’m sure Jordan can work her magic on them.” He grinned and turned his attention back on the garden.

Abby had started helping Danny with the tiles. She got up and unbuttoned her shirt. “It surely is warm out here.” She whinged. *Click*

Danny looked up to find Abby in her bikini top and stared at the big tatoo on her back. “Whoa that’s a huge tattoo.” He got up and his hand went over the cross tattoo. *Click*

“Ya think?” Abby was happy they had something in common to get this show on the road. “Check out this one.” Abby opened her hot pants and showed Danny the one on her hip. *Click-click*

“Whoa, that’s a cool one.” Danny touched the tattoo with this thumb. *Click*

Mac shot a few more photos and then decided to end the charade. He took out his phone and called Abby. She took the phone off her belt and answered it.

“Sure Duck.” She acted on. “I’ll go upstairs and check on her.” Abby shut her phone en excused herself from Danny. Danny nodded and went back to work.

Mac took the memory sticks out of the cameras so that Jordan could work them and Stella got on the phone with Lindsay.

***
 
On Sunday afternoon Stella and Jordan went sightseeing in Washington. Mac had told them they could, but only if they went with a tour mobile. Gibbs, Mac and Danny went to the baseball match of Washington Nationals versus New York Metz. With Danny being a true New Yorker Gibbs was looking forward to this match. And so was Danny. Mac liked the game but he was not going to get in the middle of this one.

“Gibbs.” Danny got up from the back seat of the car and patted him on the shoulder. Gibbs gazed at the hand on his shoulder. Danny at once took his hand off Gibbs’ shoulder. “We are so gonna kick your butt.” He grinned for the 2nd time that day.

“So I’ve been told.” Gibbs commented and kept his eyes on the road. “Mainly by you, Messer.” Mac smirked at the little banter. Danny sat back as his phone rang. When he recognized the caller ID he grinned double.

“Flack, my man!” He nearly shouted through the phone. Gibbs shook his head and feared the worse. “Sure Flack, meet you in front of the stadium.” He shut his phone. “New York 2 – Washington DC 1.” He joked.

After Gibbs had parked the car, they walked to the front of the stadium and were greeted by Flack wearing his Dodger’s shirt.

“Whoa Flack, never expected you to make it.” Danny shouted. Flack smirked at his remark.

“Hey Danno… Don’t know what you did, but Linds asked me to pass a message. Danny looked a little confused. Flack got his hand out of his pocket and smacked Danny on his head.

“Oh that…” Danny wanted to spill the beans, but he never had the chance as Mac handed him a small envelop. He opened the envelop quickly and took a peek in it. After he saw the pictures he rapidly put them back. “Must have been because I forgot to call her.” Danny fibbed. “Why don’t you and Gibbs get us a couple of beers?” He suggested. Flack patted Gibbs on the shoulder and the two men walked back to the beer stand.

“You gotta be kidding me, Mac.” Danny yelled and took the pictures out again. “Now this is low.” He moaned. There were all photos of him and Abby; one a beach having a drink… another of him creaming Abby in with lotion… another one of Abby stroking his suntanned muscles… and so on.

“Just a nice reminder to keep your mouth shut, Messer! Otherwise these go straight to Lindsay.” Mac threatened.

“This has Stella and Goofer written all over.” Danny moaned. Mac kep quiet.

Danny promised to keep his mouth shut. He lost this round and what was even worse, so did the Metz.

***
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Later that evening Jordan went to bed early. Her feet and legs had been swelling. The sightseeing had taken a lot from her, even though she and Stella had taken the tour mobile. Gibbs stayed up with Stella and Mac, only if it was to have a good laugh at Danny.

A little over eleven Stella called it a night as well. Mac took her upstairs and promised her he wouldn’t be long. Gibbs checked upon Jordan in the meantime. Fifteen minutes later Mac came down again and found Gibbs in the basement.

“She okay?” Gibbs asked in concern as he dipped the brush in to the paint can.

“Yeah, just tired. Can I help?” Gibbs nodded and Mac grabbed a brush. Silently they worked the boat for a while. Mac broke the silence when he stopped and noticed the baby’s name book.

“Figured any baby names yet?” Gibbs smirked as he remembered how Jordan picked out several names.

“I think Jordan has them in her head already.” Gibbs laughed.

“So you know the gender after all.” Mac concluded and opened the book.

“I don’t.” Gibbs honestly told Mac. He lay down the brush and went for the workbench. He emptied two jars, cleaned them up a bit and poured them a bourbon. He walked over to Mac and handed him a jar. “But I’m sure Jordan already does.” He grinned.

“Help me out here, Jethro.” Mac was a little confused and closed the book.

“Jordan’s gotten really chummy with Ducky. Those two conspire really well.” Gibbs said in amusement. “And good old Dr. Mallard has been avoiding me a little too much these days.” Mac smirked at his sister’s activities. “Anyway, I told her I figured she would have girls.”

“You figured… hmm… but you don’t believe that?” Mac opened the book again.

“You’ll find out what I believe when Jordan opens those two presents that are in the car now.” Gibbs grinned.

“Are we talking about those two presents that keep moving back and forward and show up everywhere Jordan is?” Mac smirked.

“Yup. Just wanna be prepared.” Gibbs grinned.

“You and Jordan. Who would have believed that seven and a half months ago?” Mac took a sip of his bourbon and remembered the day she showed up on his doorstep.

“Seven months, three weeks and 4 days to be exact.” Gibbs corrected him.

Mac laughed at Gibbs’ maths. “You’ve been counting the days?”

“No Mac. Just the days that I’ve been happy again. I don’t know what I’d do without Jordan.” He confessed.

“Same here with Stella. After Claire I never believed I’d have another chance of being happy again. It took me a long time to realize that it was right under my nose.” Mac smirked.

Gibbs poured them another bourbon. “To Stell and Jordan.” He toasted.

Mac lifted his jar. “To Stell and Jordan.” He swallowed the bourbon all the way down. “We’d better hit the hay as well.” Mac suggested. Gibbs nodded and turned off the light of the basement.

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Gibbs woke up when he felt Jordan pull his shirt. He looked at the alarm, 4am. Jordan was sweating and sleeping very restlessly. He stood up and got a wash cloth from the bathroom. When he tried to cool down her face she woke.

“You okay?” He sat next to the bed and kissed her head.

Jordan nodded. “I think it’s started.” She whispered. “I can feel… these damn… contractions.” She moaned.

“Let’s time them.” Gibbs said and climbed behind Jordan. “Lay back and relax, Angel.” He took a look at his watch and soothed her. Jordan did as told and Gibbs rubbed her tummy to calm the babies.

“You know your stuff, Probie.” Jordan giggled. “Wanna tell me about Kelly’s birth?” She questioned even though she knew she was crossing a dangerous path.

“What you wanna know, Angel?” He surprised her and stroked her hair.

“Whatever you want to tell me.” Jordan smiled at his gentleness.

Gibbs closed his eyes. “Kelly's birth happened so fast it's still hard to believe. It was a miracle, spectacle, joy and a gift. She arrived five days late, but the labour was real quick. On Tuesday night Shannon felt pain but she couldn't distinguish contractions from gas cramps that she experienced throughout the pregnancy. At twelve, she woke me up to tell me that they were definitely contractions, about eight minutes apart. I got dressed and packed the car as fast as I could. Got to the hospital in ten minutes by running several red lights.” Jordan grinned at that image.

“Please… go on…” She breathed heavily. Gibbs replaced his hands on her stomach.

“Shannon was checked in at 1am, by which time she was already 6cm dilated. The nurses broke the water and from then on, everything happened so fast. The nurses were literally calling the doctor on the phone trying to get him to hurry since Kelly's head was coming out so fast. When she was born, I didn't know that she was a girl since I burst into tears right away.” Jordan had to laugh at his end remark.

“Ouch… here’s another one.” She interrupted Gibbs.

“Ten minutes apart.” He looked at his watch. Gibbs picked up the phone and called Ducky. When he was finished he got up and started to get dressed. “Time to get to the hospital.” He helped Jordan up.

In the kitchen Gibbs quickly wrote a note for Stella and Mac after which he got the baby bag. He then helped Jordan in to the car. “Just remember Probie, no speed driving and no running red lights.” Gibbs silently nodded as he held on to his babies with his right hand.

The doctor informed them that Jordan wasn’t ready yet and moved her to a private room. Gibbs joined her on the bed and kept rubbing her back for two hours. Then she had really bad contractions.

“Forget Lamaz’. I want drugs.” Jordan moaned. “Please Jethro.” She almost cried.

Gibbs smirked at her moaning and yet he felt her pain. He pressed the nurse’s bell and Jordan was administered a drug. It was a relief for about 2 hours. At 9am she Jordan was totally wiped out, the doctor in charge decided to give a med to increase contractions.

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After Mac had found Gibbs’ note he woke up Stella and called Ducky for more information. Stella hurried getting dressed. She wanted to be there when the babies were born. They arrived at the hospital in time and were greeted by Ducky.

“Any word yet, Ducky?” Mac asked while pacing the floor.

“I’m sorry, Mac. They’ve been here since 4.45am.” Ducky tried to calm him down, without any luck. “It’s quite normal with twins, Mac.” He reassured him.

“Ducky, could you…?” Mac stopped pacing.

“Mac, I’m sure Jethro will update you the minute the twins have arrived. Just give the some privacy. I know I’d want that.” Stella planted a soft kiss on is lips.

“Yeah, I know. But there are two of them.” Mac was really worried for Jordan and the babies.

“I’m sure everything will go normal, Mac.” Ducky beckoned up Stella.

***​
 
After the doctor’s had given Jordan the meds to increase contractions the most difficult time began. Contractions were longer and more painful. The doctor wanted her to push, but it was difficult to push the right place. As time passed, Jordan was getting very confused and tired.

When the doctor helped to direct her pushes it helped a lot. Gibbs supported Jordan from behind. The doctor finally told them that he could see the crown of the first baby.

“You hear that, Angel?” Gibbs encouraged her. “Just a few more pushes Jordan.” He sighed while he mentally was pushing with her.

“Shut up, Jethro… Not helping at all…” Jordan moaned as she gave another push.

“C’mon Angel, just one more.” Gibbs kissed the top of her head and held her hands. Jordan squeezed Gibbs’s hand and gave one more push and then the first baby was out. “It’s a boy, Angel, we got a son.” Gibbs beamed at the baby.

A nurse put the boy on Jordan’s belly and Gibbs cut the umbilical cord. She then took the boy to medical exams. An assistant doctor went with her. The doctors saw in the ultrasound that the other baby had changed position and was with its bottom down, with legs crossed like sitting in an oriental position.

“Jethro…?” Jordan questioned as she saw the worried look. She then was sure she’d have a section, but the doctors assured Jordan they would take the baby out. She couldn’t see what they were doing, but all of a sudden she was told to push.

“It’s gonna be ok, just a few more pushes.” Gibbs soothed and kissed her head. Two pushes later the baby was out. It had the umbilical cord once around the neck. They put the baby on Jordan’s belly and it took a little to cry. Jordan panicked something was wrong, but then the baby cried all right.

“It’s a girl, Angel.” Gibbs grinned. “And she’s as beautiful as her mum.” He softly kissed Jordan’s lips and removed her working sweat with a wet cloth. Another doctor took the baby to the other room to medical exams.

***
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After a while the babies were allowed to stay with Jordan and Gibbs. Gibbs handed Jordan their son, afterwards he picked up their little girl. “You Angel… are a gem.” He kissed her tenderly, drying a tear that escaped from Jordan’s eyes.

“He’s strong and a leader.” Jordan grinned at their son. “Just like his father.” Gibbs smirked at her comment. “I think we should call him Ryan.” He nodded in agreement. “And our girl?” Jordan asked while Gibbs sat on the bed with the little sleeping bundle in his arms.

“Kenzy?” Gibbs’ blue eyes shimmered.

“Honest. Like Mac.” Jordan grinned.

Gibbs softly kissed his Jordan. “Kenzy… Meet your mummy.” Gibbs said as he gently laid his daughter in her mother’s arms. “Now that you’ve met Ryan and Kenzy Gibbs, Jordan D’Angelo, when will you finally marry me?” Gibbs teased.

“Give me a few weeks fit in a wedding dress and I’m all yours.” Gibbs leaned in and gently kissed the mother of his two newborns. Jordan carefully returned the kiss, not wanting to hurt the most precious gifts in their lives.

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