If you are reading 'Better to forget' or 'Family Life' these have not been forgotten. Both will be updated soon. I promise.

The kids are in order from youngest to oldest of how the actual character is meant to be, minus the huge age gap between most of them.

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Gibbs pulled up outside his suburban home. He had been reasonably successful with his life. He had a beautiful wife, a good job and five wonderful kids. Each of them had a different story of how they became a part of his life. Tony, his eldest at fourteen, was brought into his life after an old friend passed away. Anthony Sr had been a close friend when they were kids but had hardly seen each other after school. He had almost forgotten if Anthony Sr passed away he would be his son's legal guardian. He was only two when he came to live with Gibbs. Kate, his eldest daughter, was thirteen. She came to his wife when she was three. She was the non-biological niece of Jenny's and, unfortunately both of her parents passed away in a car accident. Jenny was her legal guardian after that. Abby, their eleven year old, was adopted by them at birth. They were seeking another addition to their family and adoption seemed like the right choice. They were already starting the process when Kate came to them. Tim, nine, was adopted by them at birth as well a few years later. Ziva, their youngest at seven, came to them at six years as the victim of abuse. Gibbs had saved her and she was eternally grateful. He couldn't love any of them more even if they were biologically his.

He came out of his car and up the path, swinging open the door and entering. He could see Abby bobbing about in the garden, her dyed black hair in high bunches. She was playing with Kate. When she saw him she dropped the ball and waved. Abby spun round as her face lit up. His pre-teenage daughter trotted round the side, through the door and into his arms.

"Daddy I aced my biology test," She beamed. Kate came round the side. She shot her a look. "Kate failed her History test."

"Abby!" Kate shouted, "I'll get you for that."

Abby ran round behind Gibbs as Kate darted for her. He caught her by her hood, pulling her back on front of him. His eldest sighed while glaring at Abby who was sticking her tongue out at her.

"Abby leave, now," Gibbs sent her the 'Gibbs look' as she trotted out of the room and up the stairs. "I thought you said you were studying for that."

"I was and I did," She crossed her arms.

"Then why did you fail it?"

She didn't respond. He sighed before kissing her forehead and making his way into the kitchen. Tuesday night, Jenny's turn to make dinner. Tim was sitting at the counter doing his homework. He could guarantee that it wasn't due in for another week at least. He kissed Jenny then turned to his son.

"What'cha up to buddy?"

"Multiplication," a one word answer and that was all he would get until he was finished.

Tony was lounging on the couch crumbling up his own maths homework and aiming it at him little brother's head. He released it and sent it flying. It hit perfectly and fell to the floor. Tim spun round and glared at him before returning to his work. The fourteen year old then took his English work and did the same. He leapt off his seat and stormed over to Tony who then in turn stood up.

"Quit it!" He shouted.

"Quit what? I didn't do anything," Tony pushed the boy back. He stumbled but didn't fall.

Gibbs stopped it before it went any further. He came over, a hand on Tim's shoulder. "Tony go to your room."

"What? I didn't do anything."

"Now."

Tony pushed passed Tim and up the stairs. Tim returned to his work. He knew it was only a matter of minutes before something else happened. He took out the cutlery and laid the table. It would take perhaps another fifteen minutes for dinner to be ready. He took himself up the stairs. He always made sure he found all of his kids when he got in. He popped his head into each room up the stairs to find Ziva but she wasn't in any of them. Whenever one of them were missing he experienced a moment of panic. Especially with Ziva, he worried that something terrible had happened. He was always concerned that her biological father would come back for her. He had given up his rights as her father but he would not put it passed him. He let out a long breath when he suddenly realised where she would be. He went down the stairs and into the basement. In the corner Ziva was leaning against some old boxes facing the wall with the tiny window that was along the top. She was humming to herself and holding her old blanket. He approached her slowly but made sure she could hear him. She hardly turned, just enough so she could see him from the corner of her eye.

"Hey," He spoke softly as he sat next to her. "What'cha doing down here?"

"Just thinking," She whispered glancing at the floor. "Tis too noisy up stairs."

"Suppose so," He wrapped an arm around her. Still after almost two years she flinched at his touch. "Dinner's almost ready."

"I'm not hungry." She tried to shake his arm off and looked away.

He sighed. "Ok. You know where the table is."

He began making his way to the stairs. Just before he began climbing the stairs a small hand was slotted into his. He looked down to Ziva's toothy smile, her brown curls hiding half of her beautiful face. He lifted her into his arms as she rested her head on his shoulder. He placed her by the table as Jenny was dishing out the dinner. Kate, Abby and Tim were already seated, Tony sulkily coming over and dropping down beside Ziva. Abby immediately began talking about her day, the rest of the group looking on as she did so. Tony rolled his eyes. It wasn't that he had anything against Abby it was more he was still in a bad mood.

She stopped. "What's got your panties in a twist?"

"Shut up," He snapped.

"That's enough," Gibbs told him.

Jenny rubbed Abby's back. "Keep going honey."

She glared at Tony for at least twenty seconds before the smile returned to her lips and she continued. Ziva was slowly trying to wind the spaghetti around the fork without dropping any but each time she lifted it the meal plopped back onto the plate. She squinted her eyes, placed the fork back down and lifted a strand with her fingers. Kate stuck up her nose as Tim laughed a little.

"Honey use your fork not your fingers," Jenny instructed.

"I'm not hungry anyway," She placed her fork and spoon together before sliding off the seat and leaving the room.

"Don't leave the table until everyone is-" Jenny was silenced by the door shutting behind Ziva. "Honestly Jethro, she pays me absolutely no attention."

"She's just stubborn," He excused for her. "I'll talk to her after dinner."

"Well seen as the little Israeli gets to leave," Tony began to stand up with his plate in his hand but was stopped by a firm look.

"You either go back to your room hungry or you sit here and eat with the rest of us."

Slowly he sat back down and continued eating.

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Gibbs pushed open the door to Kate's room, the first room at the top of the stairs. She was sitting at the desk doing some sort of homework. When she caught Gibbs' eye she put her pen down, pulled her hair out of the ponytail and climbed into bed. He flicked the light at the desk off then pulled the duvet up around her.

"Night Kate," He kissed her forehead.

"Night dad," She mumbled as she turned to her side.

He left the room and into Tim's room who was already fast asleep on the bottom bunk. He had insisted he get bunk beds so he would always have a bed if a friend wanted to stay. Tony's first response was "what friends?" but that was quickly silenced. He took the book out of his hands, marking the page and placing it on the book shelf by the bed. His little angel, Abby was in the next room. She was staring out the window in skull and cross bones pyjamas. He smiled, lifting her up and placing her in bed. The duvet matched her pyjamas.

"Daddy," She yawned rubbing her eyes. "Can we do something fun this weekend?"

"What'cha have in mind?"

"Dunno. Maybe we could go to the zoo?" She gave him a hopeful look which made him smile.

"We'll see." He kissed her cheek. "Night sweetie."

He pushed Tony's door open, knowing he had gotten to the stage where being 'tucked in' was definitely out of the question. He was sitting by his bed texting some girl from his class.

"Night," He said.

He got an acknowledgement, turning the phone on silent and slipping it under his pillow. The final room was Ziva's, situated at the end of the hall. He was used to how this worked. He lay on his stomach and looked under the bed where the spare duvet and pillows were. Ziva was wrapped up in them. He smiled at her and she returned it.

"Goodnight Ziver."

"Laila tov," She whispered. He got up and made his way to the door. When the light went out he heard she add, "Papa."

Ok this is really just an introduction. This is only going to be a maximum of about ten chapters. Please tell me how you would like this to go. Each kid will have a chapter to themselves at some point. Chapters will be frequent, maybe every four to seven days. Thanks and don't forget review. That is how I know you like it…or don't…whatever.