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"Are you ready, Darren?" Dad asked opening the door to the car.

Looking up at my Dad I felt my breath catch in my throat. My Dad. Leroy Jethro Gibbs was my Dad. I had a Dad. No matter how many times I repeated that thought I couldn't believe it.

I couldn't really remember what it was like when the adopted me. I was so young when it happened, but I do remember how they smiled when they looked at me. It was like I was their actual child.

It had taken me so long to see that though I wasn't their child by blood and though they hadn't known me for very long they loved me. I was their child. That was why I kept their last name all this time.

Never once had I thought that I should change it. Blood or not, living or not, the Hotchner's were my family. They were my parents. And I wanted nothing more than for them to be here with me.

In the back of my mind I knew that if they were that this might not be happening. I might not have ever met Sarah or Timothy. I would never have met my biological father either.

That's what Gibbs was now. It had only taken almost a year for me to come to terms with that, but Gibbs was my Dad and that was something that I loved to be able to say.

When I was younger I had tried countless times to try to invasion what my parents would be like. I had to admit that the man in front of me was nothing like the man that I had imagined.

I had always thought that my Father would be uncaring. That he would hurt me, not the same way I'd been hurt before, but still hurt me. That my birth would be such a huge disappointment to him.

That was why it was so difficult when I found out that Gibbs was my Dad. Because then I knew that he wasn't anything like I thought he would be and I was so terrified to get close to him.

I couldn't help but wonder if he'd suddenly change when we were alone together. That all of this was just an act until he got me alone and everything I had ended up falling away from me.

Then I actually did get to talk with him. I found out that he was caring. It was a little hard for him to express that, but he was a caring person. And without even knowing me he cared.

It was so odd to think that. I hadn't have someone care about me without knowing me in a long time. Is this what they meant when they said a parent loved their child unconditionally?

"Nervous?" Gibbs questioned offering me his hand.

"Very," I sighed, "Do you think we're moving too fast?"

"Darren, do you know what I see when I look at you and McGee?"

"What?"

"I see two people that are very much in love. Get married or don't it doesn't matter because that love is never going to change and you are never going to not be a part of my family."

"Just me or is Timothy too?"

"McGee is my family just as much as you are. Nothing will change that."

"What if we ever divorce?"

"Not happening."

"Dad…"

Dad carefully reached up and fixed one of the collars on my double collared white blazer. He stared into my eyes for a moment before I watched a small smile come to his lips.

"Listen to me, Darren," Dad firmly stated, "You're not going to divorce and do you know how I know that?"

"How?" I asked confused.

"Because you look at McGee the same way I know I looked at Shannon."

Staring at my Dad I let him pull me out of the car and into his arms. I knew that it was difficult for him to say what he just did. For him to talk about his family, but he seemed to do that for me. I loved that.

"Let's go, Dad," I nodded, "I don't think I should be late for my own wedding."

Gibbs nodded his head slowly and linked his arm with mine. It was time to start walking down that aisle and as terrified as I was I couldn't wait to see what my Timothy looked like.

As we started to walk down towards him though I found myself looking at the crowd. Penny and Jackson were sitting next to each other with proud smiles on their faces.

My Grandparents, one by blood, one by marriage. So very different from each other, but at this moment in time with those smiles I knew that they were feeling the same thing.

They loved Timothy and I and in all the time they knew me they through of me as family. Both protective in their own way, both happy, both loving. And they were both willing to be family.

Next I saw Ziva. The Israeli looked beautiful and she had such a soft smile on her face. So exotic and peaceful, but I knew what was laying underneath that peace and calmness.

It wasn't hard to see that Ziva thought of Timothy as her little brother. It was even easier to see that she was a dangerous person. One that would end up making me disappear if I did anything to hurt Timothy.

And as much as I knew that I had seen her looking at me as well. Ziva had started to think of me as her family as well. I wasn't nearly as close to her as Timothy was, but I was getting there.

On the other side of the aisle sat Jimmy and Breena. Out of everyone on the team Jimmy was the one that I was closest to. The man had slowly come one of my best friends. The same had happened with Breena.

The four of us had been on double dates a few times since Timothy came out to everyone. Because of that I was simply waiting for Jimmy to tell us that they were getting married themselves.

Abby was sitting in front of them bouncing slightly. For a moment I thought that maybe she wanted to leave or stop the wedding, but then she looked over at me and grinned.

We got off to a rocky start and were still on rocky terms, but we were getting along. It was going to take awhile before we were friends and we were going to have the time to do just that.

Ducky was sitting next to Abby. He looked like he was the calmest person. In truth I kind of was hoping to hear the older man start to tell some story about something or another. I just needed to hear his calming voice.

Standing on the left side of the priest I saw my best friend. I owed everything to that woman. Without her I never would have known what I was missing if she hadn't needed to burrow that book.

I met the man I loved through her. I loved her like my sister. Honestly, I thought of her as my family longer than Timothy. To see her standing there with the smile had me smiling back at her.

I skipped past looking at Timothy so I could look at Tony. I owed a lot to him as well. Without him I knew that I'd probably still be fighting with Timothy and I couldn't be happier about that.

This was my family. It didn't matter that most of us weren't related by blood. This team was my family just as much as Gibbs and Jackson was. It had taken twenty-seven years to find a family and I ended up finding this one.

Taking a deep breath I looked over at my soon-to-be husband. My heart speed up as I saw the man I loved more than anything standing there with the biggest grin on his face that I had ever seen.

His hands were clasped in front of him his white vest and button up shirt glowing in the sunlight. He looked so beautiful and soon that beauty was going to be my life forever.

"Hey," I sighed when I was in front of Timothy.

"Hi," Timothy smiled taking my hands in his.

"Ladies and Gentlemen," the priest started, "Today we're here to…"

In the back of my mind I realized that I should be paying attention to what the man was saying, but I was so focused on Timothy. That smile on his face, his green eyes, and well everything about him.

This man was going to be my husband. I was going to share the rest of my life with him and that was the most amazing thing that I had ever thought of. And I couldn't wait to see what was going to happen.

"The couple has decided to write their own vows," the priest nodded, "Darren."

"Timothy," I started, "I don't know how to explain everything that you mean to me or everything that you've done for me. When we met you were just my best friends older brother. Someone that I thought was too kind for their own good. I expecting to maybe see you a handful of times and only because of Sarah.

Then we spent the day together talking about nothing and for the first time in my life I didn't feel like I had my past hanging over me. I felt like I was actually a normal person. I was terrified when I realized that after just a few hours I was falling in love with you. So I pulled away.

I doubt Sarah told you, but for months before you asked me out she kept trying to get us to hang out again. Every time I blew her off. I didn't want to fall for you. I didn't want to drag you down to my level. I never thought that instead of me bringing you down you'd pull me up.

We've been together for almost two years now and in that span of time I found myself wanting to run so many times that I didn't know what to do. I remember packing my bags more than once thinking that I had to leave. I had to leave so you could find someone better. Then you'd come home.

And when I say home I don't mean our house or the apartment we used to live in. I mean you came to me. You came to my heart and I never thought that I'd have this. Having a physical home is one thing. It's a nice thing, but no matter where we live the only thing that will make it my home is knowing that you're there.

Timothy, in the two years that we dated you gave me more than I could ever imagine. You gave me a family that I never knew. You gave me hope for a future that I thought was filled with darkness. Mostly though, you gave me a love that I never thought I'd deserve. I don't know how to say thank you or how to show you how much all of this means to me, but I hope that saying this is a start.

I love you, Timothy McGee. More than anything in this world and I promise to stand by you through everything. I promise to be there when you need someone to hold you. I promise to run into walls just to make you laugh when you need that. I promise to make you smile whenever your cry. I promise to kiss you and tell you I love you every day. And I promise to never leave as long as you want me. I promise to love you for the rest of my life, Timothy. Forever and for always."

By the time I had finished my vows I found that I had tears running down my face. Timothy let out a soft laugh at that and reached up to wipe the tears away before squeezing my hands.

"Timothy," the priest smiled.

"Darren," Tim said staring into his eyes, "Saying I love you is an understatement. So is saying you are my heart and saying that you are my everything. Everyone continues to say how much I have done for you, but I knew that's only half the story. You have brought so much into my life as well.

I have a family. I have my Grandmother and my sister. I have my team who I consider my family. I have an amazing job where I get to help people. I have a wonderful hobby where I get to express everything that I feel. I have money. And for awhile that was enough, but I knew that I wanted more.

When we met I didn't trust you and I don't know what changed my mind, but I am so glad that I decided to ask you out because in that one date I saw everything that I needed to see. I don't care what happened in your past. I don't care how dark it was and I don't care that our future is going to have some darkness in it as well. You bring so much light in my life that I know the darkness will never get too dark.

Now that I have you in my life I see what I was missing all my life. I was missing a person that I loved more than anything. Someone that knew everything about me without thinking about it. That I could look at and know everything about them.

Darren, you are the strongest person that I have ever met. You overcame everything that happened and you still see the good in the world. You still smile. I watch you and I see someone with a pure heart. And I want to keep it that way.

I want to protect you from everything even when you don't need it. I want to wake up everyday and have my arms wrapped around you. I want to see you smile at the beauty in the world that I can't see. I want to hear you telling me random facts that I have no idea how you know. I want to be able to tell you that I love you every second of everyday.

I love you, Darren Hotchner with everything that I am. I will never not want you by my side. I will never walk away from this no matter what happens. This is where I belong and I couldn't be happier about that."

Grinning happily at his words I let out a shaky breath and used all of my self control not to reach up and pull him into a kiss. Luckily, I didn't have to wait all that long.

"I now pronounce you man and man," the priest said announcing the newest and the most amazing chapter in my life, "You may kiss your husband."

And this is the end. Wow, my longest and most reviewed story and I'm done with it. I can't believe it. This is such a bittersweet moment. I hope that you all like how it end.

I just want to say thank you to everyone that read, reviewed, favorited, and followed. It means so much to me to know that people like my writing. Thank you all so much.

~Silver