Author's note:
I've not been enthused by the amount of reviews. :( But oh-well, I'm writing for me. Here we go...
Okay... I own nothing; the chapter title comes from the ever-so-awesome 'Supertramp'. This is a short little chapter, I thought it was a nice way to finish the story. Yes, I said FINISH THE STORY! Finally. haha. It's been fun. Enjoy the chapter.
-Pippy-
P.S. Thanks for being my beta xoxEllexox.
Chapter 25
Breakfast in America
After having been too organized this morning and leaving the house with plenty of time to spare, McGee and Abby decided to treat nearly three year old Hilary to a visit to the park on the way to drop her off at the base day care. Hilary ran excitedly to the slide and went down, Abby sat on the bench and watching McGee playfully chase her around. Hilary ran to Abby.
"Mummy?"
"Yes?"
"Can I pwease go on the swing?"
"Of course you can. Why don't you ask Daddy to push you?" Abby grinned.
"YEAH!" She ran away in search of McGee, moments later she was sitting in the seat of the swing.
"Be careful." Abby called.
"I'm careful-ing!" Hilary replied happily. Abby laughed. "Faster!" She told McGee, "Faster!" All of a sudden she yelled, "Stop." McGee stopped the swing in a slight state of panic. He watched as Hilary wiped the hair from her eyes and he laughed. "Okay, go."
"Ziva!" Michael Rivkin yelled to his wife of two years, "Where is my best 9 millimetre?" Ziva sighed, not moving from her post at the kitchen sink, tidying up after breakfast. Ziva was not one to play the happy housewife, and she was not one to take orders from a man but this was different. She knows it's just the alcohol talking and that the man she married is still there; but he doesn't come out anymore. Ziva has found that Rivkin has gotten to the point where he is drinking all of the time, unfazed by the time or place. "Ziva!" Rivkin yelled again coming to stand behind her. "Where is it, honey?" He questioned, wrapping his hands a little too tightly around the top of Ziva's arms.
"Did you check the draw where you always keep it?" Ziva snarled, shrugging out of his grip.
"Watch your attitude, darling." Rivkin growled back, turning around and pouring himself another scotch.
"Shouldn't we be working?" Jenny teased, reaching over the console of Gibbs' car and placing her hand on his thigh.
"It's lunch time." He stated, not moving his eyes off the road.
"Jethro." She smiled. "It's 10:30 in the morning."
Gibbs waited until the stop lights before he looked over at her and took her hand in his. "Coffee then?" He smirked.
After nodding, Jenny got lost in Gibbs' eyes. She had almost forgotten that they were sitting in the car when the bus behind them honked the horn. Jenny laughed and pointed to the traffic light. "It's green."
"So are your eyes." He stated simply. "And personally, I like them better."
"And this..." Abby grinned, "Is Major Mass Spec."
Ziva and her niece Aimee had gotten rather close in the last few years. When Ziva found out about Aimee's dreams of being a forensic scientist she had offered to introduce her to Abby. Aimee had come to work with Ziva today and she met Abby; of course Kate had come along too. Aimee and Abby were best friends in seconds and Abby had just finished a tour of her wonderful lab.
"Wow." Aimee muttered; amazed at all the things Abby had just shown her.
"How is Hilary?" Kate asked, smiling.
"Great!" Abby started, "Except she's going through that phase where she questions everything."
All three women laughed while Aimee wondered the lab. After a few baby stories were told, Kate asked Ziva if she and Michael were planning on having children. An awkward silence later Ziva answered, choosing her words carefully.
"Michael wants children." She said slowly. Abby's eyes darted between the innocent Kate and nervous Ziva. "Though I believe that bringing a child into the world at this point in our lives-" 'Or any other point' Ziva thought bitterly "-is impossible…"
"Fair enough." Kate stated, "…having a child has got to be the most wonderful thing you can do."
A long day later, Abby, McGee, and little Hilary were at home; they had ordered pizza for dinner and were waiting for it to be delivered. "DADDY!" Hilary screamed in between laughter. "Stop tickling me!" McGee stopped moved his hands, Hilary sighed of relief. He started to tickle her stomach again and laughter filled the room again. She quickly lashed out and grabbed his hands pulling them away from her body. "HA HA" She teased. "I gotst your hands! Now you can't tickle me!" She said triumphantly. Abby smirked as she walked in through the door, while Hilary was temporarily distracted by her mother; McGee pulled his hands from her grip and started to tickle her once more. "MUMMY!" She squealed. "Help me!"
"Help you?"
"YEAH, help me!"
"I'm afraid, there's not much I can do." Abby sighed.
"Pwease!" She pleaded, still laughing.
"Oh, all right." Abby walked slowly over to them and kissed McGee on the mouth, stopping the tickling.
"YAY!" Hilary screamed. She wriggled out from McGee's grip and saw her parents still kissing. "Eww!" They laughed and broke apart.
"How's bub?" McGee asked, referring to the baby boy that Abby was currently six months pregnant with.
"Good."
Hilary stretched her arms up to Abby. "Up."
"What do you say?" Abby asked.
"Up pwease Mummy." She corrected.
"That's better." Abby smiled. She looked to McGee who bent over and picked up the little girl, saving Abby the hassle. McGee handed Hilary to Abby. "Give me your hand." Abby took Hilary's hand and rested it on the top of her stomach where the baby inside her was kicking.
Hilary gasped and pulled her hand away. "What's wrong?" She asked concerned.
"Nothing is wrong, honey..." McGee told the confused child.
"What is in Mummy's tummy then?" Hilary still couldn't understand why Abby's stomach was getting bigger.
"That's where your little baby brother is." Abby told her. Hilary pouted again and tilted her head to the side. Abby smiled, "You'll see soon."
"How did baby get in Mummy's tummy?"
Abby gasped. "…Uhh… You see… Well…" She was gladly interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. "Oh look, the pizza is here!"
A/N:
Okay, so basically a bunch of cute there. A little sum-up if you will. I hope you've enjoyed reading this as much as I've enjoyed writing it. Look out for a possible follow up one-shot.
Reviews are nice. *hint hint*
And again, a HUGE thanks to xoxEllexox for being my beta, and for poking me with a stick (literally)when I was too lazy to write.
-Pippy-