Hi. Well long time no see… Since the last time I posted I started Uni, which is a lot harder than I thought. But here is finally another chapter, it's been lying about for a while now… I'm not too happy with it but oh well. Hope it does the trick. I won't promise to update soonish because I probably won't. I'll try though. /E

Deep trouble.

Harry had barely entered Gibbs house before his uncle's telephone started ringing. He ignored it as he doubted it was for him, anyone who wanted him would use his cell phone instead.

"Leroy, it's your dad." Harry jumped at the sound of Jackson's voice suddenly filling the room, jostling the baby slightly.
"Pick up if you're there. I hope we're not going to do this again." The man said before sighing heavily. Harry looked around for the telephone but couldn't see it anywhere.
"Call me when you hear this." Jackson said before a clicking noise signaled the end of the call.

Harry looked down at the now awake baby in his arms and decided it was probably for the best that he'd missed the call. He would give his grandfather a call later when the baby was asleep again, Jackson had sounded a bit down and Harry hoped that the man was alright.
"Are you hungry James?" Harry mumbled at the baby, placing James's bag on the sofa before digging the formula out of it along with a bottle.
A short hour later the baby was asleep again and Harry had called Jackson, who'd sounded genuinely happy that he'd called. He was now on the phone with Hermione who'd called to demand further information from him after he'd sent her a text telling her about Lestrange being in the country. They'd moved on from the subject of Deatheaters though and Hermione was pleased to hear that Harry had been sent to safety. She was just informing him about Ginny, who had started her Quidditch training, saying things about wanting to get back together again. Apparently Ginny was missing Harry, making Harry wonder about the way girls functioned. He was beyond confused by her behavior, one moment she didn't want him and the next she did. It's not like he had spent any more time with her by leaving the country.

"…I'm not so sure. She's the one that ended it." Harry muttered in response to Hermione as he opened the door to let Gibbs in, after the man had given a sharp knock on the door.
"Look Hermione, I'm not saying no alright. I'm just saying that I don't want to talk about Ginny right now, I have other more pressing matters on my mind alright." Harry said before she had a chance to say anything more.
"Look my Uncle just got back from work, I'll talk to you later." Harry said quickly ending the call, glad that was over. He eyed the plastic bag Gibbs was carrying with interest as a nice aroma was spreading from it.
"You don't have any food at all in the fridge, just drinks." Harry mumbled as he gratefully accepted the offered food he was being handed. Gibbs got a beer and a coke out of the fridge and sat down opposite of Harry.

"You know how to cook?" Gibbs asked using his chopsticks expertly as he fished up a mouthful of rice. He eyed Harry in interest when Harry nodded.
"We'll get some stuff in then." He muttered before looking around curiously for a moment before turning back to Harry.
"Where is baby Carter?" He asked when he failed to spot him anywhere obvious.

"Asleep on the sofa." Harry answered pointing at the sofa where he'd placed the infant. The baby was surrounded by pillows in case he knew how to roll over, Teddy had been quick to turn Harry remembered. Harry had also enlarged his own clothes bag which stood by the sofa, he figured he had to have it out or there would be questions about where he kept his stuff.
"Your dad called, left a message on your answering machine. I talked to him a while ago, he was fine just wanted a chat I think." Harry said, glancing up at the small grunt he got in response.
"Are you two going to be alright?" Harry dared to ask, having thought about their stiff behavior towards each other and silently wondering if it was all because of him. Gibbs sighed and nodded but didn't elaborate any further. Harry tried to imagine how he would feel if he suddenly found out that he'd had a secret sibling for most of his life who then ended up having been killed, but failed. He just hoped that the two men would work things out.

"Who is Ginny?" Gibbs asked, clearly he'd heard the end of Harry's phone conversation with Hermione, making Harry sigh as he slumped in his seat. He so didn't want to get into that subject again having just barely escaped Hermione's need for him to explore his feelings.

"My girlfriend. Well ex-girlfriend, she dumped me before I came here." Harry muttered darkly in remembrance.
"She broke up because I work too much and now that I've left the country she wants to get back together. How does that make any sense at all?" Harry asked, stabbing the sticky rice with a chop stick, feeling frustrated as he still didn't get how she could blame him for the relationship failing. What was he supposed to have done? Ignored all the expectations that people had on him to sort things out, stay at home and do what?
"She wanted me to do something I guess but I'm not sure what. I couldn't just say no to the work." Harry muttered.
"I was pretty much born into the job, not much choice for me. Everyone knows that I'm going to work at the ministry, that I'll become an-"Harry took a deep breath, suddenly aware of the fact that he'd raised his voice. He looked across the table at Gibbs who sat leaned back in his chair eyeing Harry closely. Harry felt a blush climb and sighed heavily, he was just rather tired with everything. It annoyed him that Hermione had felt the need to tell him about Ginny when he'd not thought about her for the whole time he'd been away. Now he was wondering if they all expected him to talk to Ginny, make things better again. As if he was the one who'd started it all.

"Women." Gibbs muttered into the silence, taking a swig from his beer. Harry eyed the beer bottle with a pondering look on his face before shrugging and taking a swig at the coke Gibbs had placed before him.

"I was going to ask her to marry me, bought her a ring and all. Her mum thought that we were too young to live together so I guess I decided to wait awhile before asking her." He muttered with a frown, thinking back to when he'd bought a ring after Ron and Hermione's wedding. Gibbs choked on his beer at Harry's muttered words and coughed a couple of times before giving Harry an incredulous stare.

"You don't want to get married, believe me." Gibbs muttered hoarsely, still dealing with the beer having gone down wrong, making Harry shrug.
"I've been divorced three times Harry, I know what I'm talking about." He added making Harry blink in surprise.
"Don't be too quick to marry, you'll know when it's the right moment, no hesitation." Gibbs said reassuringly before shaking his head.
"But Jesus Harry, you're too young to get married at nineteen. Live life a little first." He said rubbing his hand over his face. Harry rolled his eyes, everyone seemed to think that he needed to live a little.

"I am alive, living life. Maybe I want a family to share it with." Harry mumbled, revealing something that he himself had only started to realize. He wanted a family, kids and a wife. He'd been alone most of his life and now that Voldemort was dead and Harry had survived, he felt that want rather strongly. That need for something else, somebody else.
"How old were you the first time you got married?" Harry asked out of curiosity and want to change the subject away from himself, surprised to hear that his uncle had been married multiple times.

"Old enough." Gibbs answered giving Harry a pointed look making Harry roll his eyes.
"Red head?" Gibbs asked knowingly after a moment of silence as they both ate. Harry eyed him in confusion for a moment before realizing what Gibbs was asking .He smiled crookedly and stood, making his way to his bag where his album lay, he gave the sleeping baby a glance before making his way back. He'd brought the album out of his moleskin pouch earlier so that he could show his uncle pictures if the moment arouse. He'd frozen the pictures just in case and was happy to have been prepared. He'd also picked out the photos with obvious wizarding items, along with the pictures of him flying. He got back to the table and flicked through the now lighter album until he found one of Ginny and himself, taken a few months ago at Ron and Hermione's wedding. Gibbs gave Ginny a long look, a small smile playing at the edge of his mouth.
"Something special about red heads." Gibbs muttered making Harry shrug. He'd liked the look of Cho just fine and he didn't mind blonds either, he didn't think he had a type to be honest.
Gibbs started flicking through the album slowly, again looking between Harry and the picture of his father. He paid extra attention to the pictures of Lily and Harry found himself giving away another photo, this one for his uncle. He remembered a time when he too hadn't known what his parents looked like and Gibbs hadn't even known about having a sister.

They called it a night shortly after finishing the food and Gibbs showed Harry the guest room where Harry made himself and James comfortable. Harry thought for a moment that Gibbs might offer to take the baby but the man shrugged when Harry started changing the baby into a clean nappy. Besides, his uncle had work to do the next day, Harry was just going to be staying inside all day keeping out of trouble.
"Night Harry." Gibbs mumbled before making it back downstairs.

Harry found Gibbs asleep on the sofa the next morning when he came down with a freshly changed James. Harry had brought a bottle upstairs for the night but James was ready for another one. He snuck into the kitchen with the baby and tried to be quiet as he prepared a bottle. The baby was making sucking noises as he hungrily sucked on Harry's shirtless shoulder, trying to find his food anywhere he could find it.
"Morning." Gibbs greeted coming up behind Harry quietly. Harry murmured a good morning back, knowing that Gibbs wasn't big on conversation before he'd had his first cup of coffee. He finished the bottle and quickly fed the nipple into James mouth, smiling at the almost desperate gulping sounds being made. Gibbs started pulling out the coffee and a cup from his cupboard, placing everything on the counter ready to use.

"Good Morning and what a beautiful day it is!" A chirpy voice called suddenly as the front door was opened, making Harry wonder if they'd forgotten to lock it the night before.
"I brought breakfast and coffee, can't let the spybie starve after all." Agent DiNozzo came sauntering into the kitchen with a bright smile, carrying a paper bag. He did a double take at Harry standing shirtless holding the baby as if it was an everyday occurrence in Harry's world. Gibbs grunted and made for the coffee his Agent held out without a word.
"Wouldn't leave you here all defenseless Potter. Gibbs without coffee is scary." He joked, avoiding Gibbs glare as he gave an exaggerated shiver, still eyeing Harry somewhat bemused.
"Do you have younger siblings?" He asked as he upended the paper bag on the table, letting the contents spill out. Harry shook his head as he stepped closer, eyeing a chocolate covered doughnut disinterestedly.
"Kids?" Tony tried, grunting at the light slap to the back of his head at his words, he gave Harry a wide eyed look before glancing his boss.

"Godson." Harry murmured finally, eyeing his uncle in confusion wondering what the head slap was about.

"Too young for kids Harry." Gibbs chided, eyeing him with a warning in his eyes, before draining his cup. Harry grinned and rolled his eyes.
"Don't give him any ideas DiNozzo." Gibbs muttered to his Agent before making his way upstairs to get dressed. Tony eyed Harry in confusion.

"You want kids?" The Agent asked in surprise sounding as if the idea was something he'd never entertained himself.

"DiNozzo, quit giving the boy ideas!" Gibbs called from upstairs making Tony hold his hands up in surrender, even though Gibbs couldn't see him. Harry smirked before removing the bottle from James mouth and burping him.

Tony grabbed one of the doughnuts, took a bite and slowly chewed as he stared at Harry. They sat in silence for a moment as Harry cared for James.
"So…McSmarty pants is going nuts about not finding any info on you online." Tony said quietly, glancing towards the stairs.
"You show up at the age of two in London after your parent's deaths and disappear at eleven and now you just show up at nineteen like magic. What's going on? Who are you? And how did you disappear so expertly all those years?" He asked staring at Harry intently.
"Abby's English friend nearly had a heart attack when she asked him to research you, he told her to forget all about you and to not ask him any more questions. Abby said he was really spooked." He added watching as Harry started feeding the baby again.
"You really are a secret spy aren't you? Are you a Spy kids or Agent Cody Banks type?" Tony asked eyeing him intently, Harry rolled his eyes at the question. He had no idea what the man was talking about.

"He's not a spy DiNozzo." Gibbs muttered as he re-entered the kitchen showered and dressed.
"I need to go into the office. Call me if you need me Harry, stay inside and keep out of trouble." He said before turning to eye Harry who snorted at the last order.

"You jinxed it now." Harry muttered when Gibbs continued to stare at him.
"I always get into trouble, it's in my DNA. My dad was a trouble maker. My Godfather was a trouble maker. And trouble always seems to find me no matter how hard I try to avoid it." He added with a shrug.

"Who is your dad anyway, we only managed to find your mom." DiNozzo asked before grimacing as a hard hand connected with the back of his head again.
"Shutting up Boss, no more questioning the spy kid on his mysterious non-existent past." He murmured quickly making his way to the front door, rubbing the back of his head.

"Call me if you need me." Gibbs said again waiting for Harry to nod before he followed his agent out of the house. Harry looked down at the sleeping baby and sighed, looks like he might be in for a boring day inside.

*

Harry glanced at the clock for what felt like the hundredth time that day and sighed as it still hadn't moved as fast as he'd expected. James had been fed, changed and fed again and Harry was bored of sitting inside doing nothing. He'd spent time in the garden but there wasn't very much to do there, he'd fought his inner curiosity and managed to keep himself from snooping about the house. No knowing what Gibbs might have hidden and if there were any security features placed to protect them.
His phone suddenly rang and Harry all but dove on it, hoping to be distracted.

"Mr Potter, this is Agent Pike. Deep Horizon is sending someone over to talk to the agents at NCIS and I'd like for you to be there. The project is top secret and the less people involved the better." Agent Pike said, bringing a smile to Harry's face. He hated sitting locked up inside the house, it had reminded him too much of the summers at the Dursley's.
"Try to not reveal any pertinent information to the muggles, I believe they want information on anyone with a connection to the victims but the project is top secret for a reason." Pike continued after Harry had made an agreeing noise to going.

"Yes sir." Harry answered before putting the phone away and getting himself ready to leave. Finally a bit of action to break up the monotony of the day. A car drove up a moment later sent by homeland and Harry got himself and James securely strapped in for the ride to NCIS, glad to find a small child seat as he'd felt bad about James travelling without one the day before.

"Harry? Everything alright?" Gibbs asked, checking his phone for missed calls, as Harry stepped into the bullpen a while later. James was still strapped to the car seat which Harry was using as a baby carrier.

"We're good, Homeland asked me to come over. There is someone from Deep Horizon on the way here and Homeland wanted me to sit in on the interview." Harry said making Gibbs glance up towards MTAC and the Director who stood outside looking down on them.

"I think we can handle a little talk on our own without Homeland interfering or you needing to come over." Tony said, moving closer before backing away again when he realized he was too close to the baby for comfort.

"You are nervous by the baby, yes Tony?" Ziva asked having come closer as well, she on the other hand was stroking the baby's soft cheek with a soft look on her face.

"Me, pfft…Please." Tony said, smoothing the wrinkles from the front of his suit jacket.
"They just make messes and cry too much, that's all. And this is a very expensive suit you know, I don't want it to become dirty." He said staring at the baby with a strange look on his face perhaps worried that the little one would wake and prove him right.

"I think he is as cute as a butterfly." Ziva said, giving the baby a smile before moving towards her desk again. Harry placed the still sleeping baby by Gibbs desk, hiding him slightly from view.

"As a button Ziva, he's as cute as a button." Tony said in an exasperated tone of voice. Ziva frowned in confusion at him but was stopped from making further comment by the elevator door pinging to announce their Deep Horizon guest's arrival. Two men stepped out, one looking like the leader and the other reminding Harry of a younger Percy, all nervous energy and adoring looks at his boss.

"I am Mr Wesley, I'm here on behalf of Deep Horizon, and this is my aid Pete Calhoun." The leader introduced eyeing them all before coming to the conclusion that Gibbs was in charge and held his hand out to be shaken.
"How can Deep Horizon help you in your inquiry? Dreadful news of course, the Carters were well liked by the people they worked with." Mr Wesley said making Gibbs motion for the man to follow him. Harry left the baby with Vance, who'd descended the stairs, and now reached out for the carrier as Harry drew near.

"Did you know them personally?" Gibbs asked as he led the man to a conference room, causing Mr Wesley to shake his head.

"Met a couple of times but they were mainly based at Norfolk where they lived." Wesley said as they neared the room.

"Can you tell me what the Carters job description was?" Gibbs asked as Mr Wesley and Harry sat at the table. Mr Wesley shifted in his seat and gave his aid a stern look, when the man fidgeted nervously.

"We don't need to know about Project Marlin. We just want to know who knew that Captain Carter and his wife worked on the project and if anyone was behaving in a suspicious manner." Harry said, ignoring the cold look from Gibbs at his words. Tony eyed him with a sparkle in his eyes, which slowly faded as Gibbs didn't reprimand Harry for interrupting his interrogation.

"You know nothing about project-" Captain Wesley said before cutting himself off and giving Harry an long piercing look.
"You are Mr Potter aren't you? I heard that you were assigned to help NCIS with the case, you've been briefed on the project I gather?" He said, standing up and holding his hand out for Harry to shake. Tony's mouth fell open in shock before he managed to pull himself in order, incredulous eyes peeled on Harry.
"You're younger than I thought you'd be. Heard good things about you, good work on-" He trailed off and gave the others a quick glance.
"Have they been cleared?" He asked giving Tony a pointed look as the Agent eyed them with barely contained excitement at the possibility of finally figuring Harry out. Harry shook his head and Mr Wesley nodded before sitting down again. Tony looked chagrined to have been denied the knowledge and glanced at Gibbs who stood with an unreadable look on his face. Mr Wesley's aid eyed Harry with big eyes, clearly the man had heard of Harry as well.

"Project Marlin has one of the highest security protocols today, nobody knows anything about anything or anyone unless someone talked." Wesley said, speaking to Harry rather than Gibbs.

"Mr and Mrs Carter both swore oaths, they couldn't have sold information even if they wanted to, which is what you think they did." Harry said giving the man a hard look.

"Can we speak in private Mr Potter?" Mr Wesley asked glancing at the others and giving his aid a look. The aid barely waited for the glance before making it out of the room at once, clearly wanting to follow orders. Gibbs and his team didn't move until Gibbs motioned for his agents to leave.

"I'm lead in this investigation." Gibbs stated, pulling out a chair next to Harry and sitting down. Wesley glanced at Harry who shrugged.

"Has he been briefed?" Wesley asked Harry who sighed as he shook his head.
"I have not had any word that the Carters were worried about anything or anyone." The man said leaning back in his chair looking between Gibbs and Harry.

"Then why were they being guarded by FBI agents?" Harry asked beating Gibbs who'd opened his mouth.

"They were delivering a classified object and were under federal protection until said object could be delivered." Wesley answered calmly.

"The chip?" Gibbs asked eyeing Wesley with a pleased look as the man stiffened in his seat.

"Anything you have found during your investigation must be delivered to Deep Horizon. It is a matter of National security." Mr Wesley ordered sitting ramrod straight in his chair now.

"Don't have it, just know that the perps are looking for it." Gibbs said as he relaxed into his chair.
"Ever heard of Dwight Corbin or Dolph Strange?" Gibbs asked keeping his eyes fixed on the other man, who nodded.

"Dwight Corbin works for us, the other name I'm unfamiliar with." Mr Wesley said stiffly glancing at Harry.

"Ever heard of the Purity Movement?" Harry asked not feeling surprised when the other man shook his head.

"Nobody knew about the chip being with the Carters except for the Carters and who ever authorized for them to deliver it." Wesley muttered eyeing Harry crossly.
"I didn't know about the chip being with the Carters until after they were found dead, it's a major security issue." He added in an agitated tone of voice.

"They swore oaths not to reveal anything about the project." Harry said in response, feeling cross that the man was even suggesting that the Carters had sold the chip themselves.
"They died protecting that chip." He added when the other man looked unimpressed.

"Oaths can be broken." Wesley said in an offhand voice.

"Not this one. Someone is responsible and I will find out who they are and they will pay." Harry said leaning forward staring the man down, the other man glaring back at him with steely eyes that widened suddenly in anger.

"Get out of my head Potter! This conversation is over and your superiors will hear about this!" Mr Wesley shouted as he got up from the chair causing it to tip backwards with a crash, before storming out of the room. Tony, poked a head round the doorframe not a moment later looking curious before quickly pulling the door shut having caught sight of Gibbs face.

"We, Harry." Gibbs said slowly, stepping into Harry's personal space and locking gaze with Harry's green eyes. Harry shrugged, wondering if he'd be meeting someone from the American wizarding Ministry to talk about Wesley's groundless accusations, he hadn't read the man's thoughts even if he'd alluded to it.
"We, together as a team, will get whoever is responsible and bring them to justice." He added, upping his stare into a glare as Harry seemed unrepentant, before stalking to the door revealing Tony and Ziva trying to listen in. Harry nodded once when Gibbs turned and gave him another look before turning to eye Tony and Ziva with raised brows.

"Checking into Mr Wesley's bank statements, on it boss!" Tony exclaimed hurrying away. Ziva glanced between Harry and Gibbs before following Tony towards the bullpen.

"Um boss, I got a hinky feeling about Mr Wesley's aid. He took off as soon as Mr Wesley asked him to step out of the room, he actually left the building looking rather pale. Do you want me to check him too?" Agent McGee asked having been left behind. Gibbs nodded causing him to leave as well and Director Vance to move towards them.

"We are having a conversation tonight, a proper one. I'll bring pizza." Gibbs promised darkly before following his agents. Director Vance gave Harry a knowing look as he handed the still sleeping baby back into Harry's care.

"Gibbs bark is usually worse than his bite." Vance said reassuringly making Harry shrug. He wasn't too worried, just resigned at having to come clean. He took a few minutes to give baby James a quick once over, not wanting to travel beside a smelly baby in the car.

When he came down to where the others stood he found Gibbs gone, going for coffee no doubt, and the others staring at him with big eyes.
"What?" Harry asked as their stares finally got to him. None of them opened their mouth so he shrugged and made it to the elevator, hoping the Homeland car was still waiting for him as promised. It was back to boredom for him and James it seemed.

"Harry! Harry! Harry!" A woman's voice called, making him stop the closing elevator doors. Abby from the lab came clomping into the elevator and pressed the button to get them moving before pressing on the emergency stop and jerking them to a halt.

"Um…Hi?" Harry stammered, feeling rather peeved by her silent stare.

"Why didn't you tell me you're related to the boss man!?" She chided hitting him softly on the arm, mindful of the baby he was carrying.
"It's like so exciting! I can't believe Gibbs didn't tell me about you, not that he tells me everything. Boss-man is a man of mysteries, totally secretive, really annoying at times you know." She added excitedly before Harry had a chance to open his mouth.
"He does know, about you being related, right? You knew that too, didn't you?!" She asked looking horrified at perhaps having revealed something she shouldn't have.
"Oh my Gosh, please tell me you knew before I knew?!" She all but squealed causing the baby to whine from the carrier.
"Sorry, sorry, don't wake up. Hush a bye baby on the tree top…" She whispered before biting her lip hard, staring at him with big eyes.
"Did you? Know, I mean?" She asked quietly when Harry failed to speak at her silent urge.

"Yes, we both knew." Harry answered, finally getting a word in.
"How did you find out?" He wondered making her fidget.

"Well I did a DNA test on you and then I got a match to Gibbs. I have everyone's DNA on file, just in case you understand. You wouldn't believe how much trouble the guys upstairs get into." She said quickly, not at all repentant at having broken the law, making Harry dizzy with the speed of her speech.
"So, how are you two related anyway?" She asked cheerfully as Harry started fidgeting in the still stationary elevator.

"He's my uncle." Harry mumbled as he reached past her and pressed the down button.

"Uncle Gibbs, it has a nice ring to it." Abby said agreeably, brightening further when the doors slid open and Gibbs was revealed on the other side.
"Uncle Gibbs!" She squealed giving him a hard hug, during which Gibbs gave Harry a half glared look of exasperation.

"She stole my DNA. Yours too." Harry muttered in defence making Gibbs eye Abby with a raised brow.

"I didn't steal it Gibbs! I just borrowed it for a while out of love and care for you." Abby said with big eyes, holding a hand to her heart.
"Tattletale." She hissed at Harry who shrugged.

"Well, I should head back home, see you later." Harry said, shifting the heavy baby carrier from one hand to the other, getting a grunt from Gibbs.

"Bye cousin Harry!" Abby called as she was herded back into the elevator by Gibbs. Harry shook his head slowly as he made it out to the still waiting car. Abby was rather odd a bit like Luna actually, just more energized.

Well hope you like. / E