A/N: Here we go guys, the last chapter.

Epilogue

The Gibbs family made it home in time for the kids' bedtime. It had been an unbelievably stressful day, so the proud parents didn't mind sending their kids to bed early for once. When the kids were tucked in, they got cozy on the couch by the fireplace. They looked around their home, all decorated for the Christmas season, and just knew that next year would be even better.

"Jethro?"

"Mhm?"

"What's going to happen now?"

Jethro knew that was the inevitable question. He had been protecting his family for so long, it was second nature to him. He couldn't help the little white lies or the half truths he had told. And he didn't regret it. Not one single bit.

He turned to face his lover and best friend of twelve years. "I'm not going to lie to you, babe."

"I know what ever you did, you had to do to protect us. I understand."

"I've done so many things to protect you guys. I've erased records, forged documents, shredded documents, you name it, I've done it."

Tony looked Jethro in the eye. "Was my father one of those things?"

Jethro nodded.

Tony sighed, "It was for the best." He turned back to the Christmas tree and gazed at it's beauty.

The two sat in silence for a little while before Tony got up, went into the kitchen, and came back with a plate of cookies and milk.

Jethro smirked. "Is that for me or the baby?"

"I'll have you know that I have an excuse to get fat again, and you can't stop me."

He held his hands up in surrender. "Ok, ok. You made your point. Never mess with a pregnant man's cookies."

They munched on the Christmas treats and talked about how excited the kids were about Santa bringing them presents. The two men still had to put some together and get them wrapped, but they did it before, they can do it again.

Tony took a moment to look at his husband. Jethro may look relaxed on the outside, but Tony could tell that there was a war brewing behind those deep blue eyes. Other signs he could see too. The tense shoulders, the twitch in his jaw, the scowl every now and then.

"Honey, what's going on? What's got you so upset?"

Jethro looked conflicted. "I feel angry, pissed, and betrayed. I shouldn't feel betrayed because I didn't tell my team about you guys. But it still hurt. It felt like I got punched in the gut for not protecting you guys. I let my guard down, and I let you down."

Tony gave him a somber look and snuggle in close. "Ah, Jethro, it's not your fault. They were bound to fins out anyway."

"But-"

"But nothing. If you're still upset about it, let me make you feel better."

Jethro raised an eyebrow. "How're you going to do that?" Then he got a feral look in his eye.

"Before you go all caveman on me, hear me out first. You're going to have to use your computer skills-"

Jethro listened to what Tony had to say. He had to say, his husband was good at getting back at people. They finished wrapping presents, left the plate and glass out for the kids, and made their way to the master suite of the house where they proceeded to make love once again.

The Day after New Year's:

Abby had just come back from an awesome Christmas vacation. It was awful nice of Gibbs to let the entire team have the holidays off. She knew he was still mad at her for invading his privacy, but she felt that with time, he would forgive her.

She threw her winter coat on her chair and turned on her machines. She turned on her stereo expecting her loud screaming bass, but her ears were met with the awful twang of banjos and country music.

She screamed. Someone had swapped her cds. No one messed with her stereo. She went to lift the lid on the cd player, but was met with resistance. Puzzled, she looked at the stereo closer. Her eyebrows went up. Was that superglue?

She didn't have time to ponder long because as soon as her babies finished logging on, they went crazy. Dings, sirens, and other loud noises went off in the lab. She tried to fix the problem, but someone had apparently hacked into her machines and now she couldn't outhack the hacker. She was now panicking. She dialed McGee.

"What Abby?"

"Timmy, something wrong with machines. I need help!"

"Alright, alright. I'm coming."

...

McGee had come into the bullpen feeling like a new man. The boss was gracious with the time off, but knew that he still had a chip on his shoulder and a target on the team's back.

He sat in his chair and powered up his computer. He attempted to log in, but was met with a wall of encrypted code designed to keep McGee from getting into his computer. It was so complex that even he had trouble deciphering it.

His phone rings. It's Abby and apparently someone got her too. He went to go see what he could do to help.

...

Kate had come in fresh from the beaches of Florida. She was sporting a light tan and a new outlook on life. She was still feeling guilty about Gibbs and how things went down. She reached the bullpen and noticed the McGee was the only other person there.

She sat at her desk and powered on her computer. She had typed a few keys when her fingers got stuck. What the hell? She tried to move them but they were stuck. Someone had superglued her keyboard. She panicked and was about to call for help when the elevator dinged.

...

Ziva had a refreshing vacation even though she didn't celebrate Christmas. She was still getting used to the concept. When she entered the bullpen, she heard Kate cursing under her breath.

"Kate, what are you doing?"

"Thank God, Ziva. Someone put superglue on my keyboard."

"I might have something in my desk that will work."

Ziva places her bag behind her desk and powers up her computer. She opens up her drawer when she's hit with something in the face. She looks down and finds roaches in her desk. She screams and runs away.

"Real smooth, Ziva."

...

Gibbs is standing in a different area of the bullpen that no one hardly ever uses. He watches and hears the result of his husband's master plan. It was a success. He already pranked Vance by talking with his wife Jackie and complaining about how her husband never gives his team any time off. Tony suggested getting Fornell by putting a fake horse's head in his bed like The Godfather. Jethro had objected to it and let Diane do all the work for him.

Gibbs went back to the break room for more coffee with a smile on his face. He couldn't wait to tell Tony. Looks like this year was getting off to a good start.

THE END

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Wow...this is the end of this fic. I will be forever grateful to the awesome reviewers. I have more stories coming in the near future so be on the look out!