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Series: - No Series - #1
Chapters: 018 Word Count: 34211
Character(s): Jethro Gibbs, Timothy McGee, Ensemble
Category(ies): Angst/Drama, Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, Suspense
Pairing(s): - No Pairing -
Summary: When Tim is drugged and reduced to a toddler how will the gang react?
Will they be able to change him back or will he have to grow up all over
again? Papa Gibbs and Baby Timmy!
Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18
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Fifteen minutes had passed since Gibbs and Ziva went upstairs to begin assembling the crib. Tony had turned the television on low, however instead of watching it, he caught himself not being able to keep his eyes off Tim. Tony never considered having children, but this experience was giving him a whole new perspective. Tim suddenly shifted in his arms and opened his eyes. Groggy and incognizant of what was going on, tears began welling up in his eyes before he asked "Where Gib?"
Cursing himself for even turning on the television, Tony attempted to reassure him. "Shh buddy," he whispered while he began carding his fingers through Tim's hair. "Everything is fine, Gibbs and Ziva are setting up the crib upstairs. Why don't you go back to sleep. I'm here for you Timmy."
Tim's eyes were already closing as he mumbled "K Toey" before he stuck his thumb in his mouth and nuzzled closer to him. Tony took a deep breath and exhaled. One crisis averted he thought as he continued to watch television. Forty- five minutes later Gibbs and Ziva quietly descended the stairs, but stopped when they heard snoring coming from the family room. They turned to each other and laughed before continuing the rest of the way. Upon entering the room they were greeted to Tony, asleep with his head resting on the back of the couch with Tim tucked safely against his chest.
Not wanting to wake Tim, Gibbs walked over and gently tapped Tony on the knee. Tony's eyes shot open and he gave a sheepish smile before he whispered, "Hey Boss, I was just resting my eyes." Gibbs smirked "Uh huh, did he give you any trouble?"
Tony reached down and lovingly swept Tim's hair off to one side "Nah, he woke up once looking for you, but I got him to go back to sleep." He said proudly.
Gibbs nodded, "Do you want me to take him?"
Tony thought for a moment, on one hand he would have loved to continue bonding with Tim but he also knew they had work to do. Satisfied that he got a little bit of time with him he nodded, stood up and whispered, "Ziva and I are going back to the office but we'll be back tonight for protection detail. Vance is sending two other agents to guard the outside perimeter." Tony kissed Tim on the forehead before he handed him off to Gibbs. Tim stirred briefly but when Gibbs laid him on his shoulder he instinctively nuzzled his face into Gibbs' neck and sighed. Gibbs patted Tim's bottom and rubbed his back a few times in an effort to lull him back to sleep.
Satisfied Tim was asleep, Gibbs turned serious; "I'm expecting you two to have a name to go with that picture before you even think of showing back up here tonight. Oh, if you see Abby tell her I need to speak with her."
Tony and Ziva glanced at each other before nodding.
"You got it, Boss!"
"We will not let either of you down, Gibbs."
Gibbs took a peek out the window before opening the door. As they stepped outside, Gibbs cleared his throat before he spoke.
"Tony, good job with Tim today. He's going to need you a lot more the next few days."
Tony smiled, "Thanks Boss, I enjoyed it more than I thought I would."
"Ziver, thanks for your help with the crib. Next time there's an opportunity to cuddle with Tim, you're up first."
Ziva grinned "You are welcome Gibbs, I am going to hold you to that."
Gibbs nodded and waited until they were pulling out of the driveway before he headed back inside. He was exhausted after the emotional day they had been through. Gibbs arranged himself on the couch with Tim lying on his chest. Before he knew it, his eyes grew heavy and he followed Tim into a restless sleep.
Tony and Ziva arrived back at NCIS to begin searching for information on their mystery woman. They were both so involved in their work that neither of them noticed Abby standing in the middle of the bullpen. She was anxiously playing with her pigtails, her gaze cast on the floor.
"What is it, Abby?" Tony asked bluntly, not even looking up from the files he was sorting through.
"Well, umm I was just wondering if you had seen Timmy or Gibbs today?" she stuttered.
Ziva rolled her eyes, "So NOW you decide you care about McGee?"
Tony added, "By the way, Gibbs wants to talk to you. He's not happy!"
Abby grimaced, began chewing on her bottom lip and stomped out of the bullpen.
Tony sighed, "The only way Abby will take this seriously is if she knows that she can't get away with everything. But, Gibbs really needs to be the one to tell her that."
Just as Abby left, Ziva's phone rang "Ohh this is my friend, Greg from the State Department."
"Hello Greg? Do you have a name for me? Uh huh...I see...thanks." She hung up the phone and stood up.
"Did you get a name?
Ziva walked over to Tony's desk then sighed "I hate to say this, but you were right, Tony. The woman from the bar and the clothing store is a relative of Lucy Grey."
Tony laughed, "Yes! DiNozzo does it again! So how is she related?"
"Her name is Ella Grey; she is Lucy's younger sister. She has not showed up for work the past two days."
Tony ran his hand through his hair. "Alright, we have a lot of work to do. You background the sister, Ella and I'll start on Lucy. We need to find out as much information about these two. We need answers to take back to Gibbs tonight." Then he smiled, "McGee does make a pretty cute baby though, doesn't he?"
Ziva smiled, "Yes, he does Tony. Yes, he does."
A knock on the door, jerked both Tim and Gibbs awake. Tim's breathing increased as he forcefully buried his face against Gibbs' chest. Gibbs sat up and began rubbing small circles on Tim' back. As he stood, he attempted to reassure Tim, "Shh kiddo, everything is fine. I believe Ducky is at the door."
Before he could get to the door there was another small knock, Gibbs sighed "Yeah...I'm coming...I'm coming..." He peeked through the window to see Ducky standing there with his medical bag.
Gibbs opened the door to greet Ducky, "Hey, Duck come on in."
Ducky removed his hat and stepped inside, "Jethro."
He then grabbed Tim's foot and shook it, "Timothy, how are you doing today, lad?"
Tim, who still had his face buried against Gibbs' chest slowly leaned back, rubbed his eyes and waved to Ducky.
Ducky laughed, "Well I'll take that as good. Although, Jethro tells me that you have a bit of a rash. I'm afraid I need to take a look young man."
Gibbs sighed, "We have had a long day Ducky, is it essential that you do the exam right now?"
Tim began whimpering and shaking his head. He immediately threw his arms around Gibbs' neck and squeezed tight.
Ducky took off his coat before turning back to the pair, "I'm afraid so Jethro the sooner I examine him the sooner we can begin treatment."
Gibbs nodded, "Well lets go upstairs, Tim probably could use a change anyway."
Tim began squirming against Gibbs, doing everything in his power to get away from him. He started sobbing and shouting "No!" "No!" "Pwease!" Jethro, who was asleep in his bed, immediately jumped up when he heard Tim struggling. Attempting to protect his master, he began barking and growling at the two men.
Between Tim's crying and Jethro's barking, Gibbs' eardrums were about to rupture. First he had to deal with the dog, then he could try to console Tim. "Jethro!" Gibbs yelled, over the barrage of high- pitched noises that permeated the room. "We are not going to hurt Tim! We just want to help him!" Jethro stared at Gibbs, determined to tell if he was sincere or not. The two of them locked eyes, Gibbs eventually winning out, before the dog was content that Gibbs didn't mean any harm. He whimpered as he retreated to his bed to observe.
Tim continued to struggle, but Gibbs was just too strong for the small amount of strength the transformation left him with. Gibbs began whispering reassurances in his ear in an effort to calm him down. "Shh sweetie...Ducky is a doctor. It's really not a big deal. We just want to make sure that your legs don't become infected. If they become a problem, we are going to have to go to the hospital and I don't think you want that" Tim didn't care what Gibbs was threatening, there was only one person he trusted to change his diaper and he did not want anyone else to see him that vulnerable.
Gibbs sighed, "Ducky, will you go into the kitchen and get a bottle? There should be one in the refrigerator all ready to be put in the microwave."
Ducky began walking toward the kitchen as he motioned for Gibbs to continue his ministrations. Gibbs was racking his brain trying to figure out a way to comfort Tim. As he continued to sob against his shoulder, Gibbs tried bouncing, rocking and tickling but nothing seemed to work. He sighed as Ducky came back from the kitchen with a bottle.
Gibbs began walking toward the couch, hopeful the bottle would have a calming effect on Tim, "He's inconsolable Duck, I told you he wasn't going to like this."
Ducky nodded as he handed Gibbs the bottle and took a seat on the couch. Gibbs sat next to him and arranged Tim so he was leaning back against his chest. He was still sniffling a little bit, but once Gibbs put the nipple up to his mouth, he began sucking. Gibbs used one hand to wipe the sweat from his brow before he leaned back against the couch. He turned to Ducky, "I was running out of ideas."
Ducky continued to watch them before he spoke, "You're really good with him Jethro."
Gibbs smirked as Tim continued to nurse on the bottle. He suddenly put his little hand around Gibbs' thumb and squeezed as his eyes began to droop. Gibbs stood up and motioned for Ducky to follow him. "He's ready Duck, let's go before he changes his mind."
Ducky grabbed his medical bag and followed them upstairs into the bedroom. Gibbs gently laid Tim on the bed and began changing him while Ducky occupied himself by readying his medical supplies. Once Gibbs was done, he kissed Tim on the forehead and looked him in the eye. "Tim, your dignity will be as protected as possible. Ducky will do everything he can to preserve your modesty, son." Tim watched Gibbs carefully, then glanced over at Ducky and gave a slow nod. Ducky approached Tim with a loving twinkle in his eye, giving him a pat on the tummy. "All right, my friend, let's see what we can do to get this rash cleared up, shall we?" Tim jerked when Ducky ran his fingertips over his legs, but once Gibbs put a hand on his forehead he settled down.
Ducky winced "I'm sorry, little one, if you'll lift your leg just a little bit," he patted Tim's right leg, "That's it, now I can see what we are dealing with." As Tim raised his leg, Ducky gently pushed the diaper towards his stomach so that he could see the edge of the rash. "Oh I see it, Timothy, let me just grab the ointment." Ducky squeezed a small dab on his finger and looked up at Gibbs. "Ahh, Jethro would you mind helping me out? Could you hold the edge of the diaper up so I can get as much ointment on the rash as possible?" Gibbs kept one hand on Tim's forehead and untaped one side of the diaper to allow Ducky full access to the rash. Tim squirmed but Gibbs began rubbing his thumb over Tim's forehead at a steady pace. "Shh...shh...kiddo... you're doing so good."
"All right Timothy, are you ready? The ointment will be a little cool on you, but then I imagine it will be rather soothing." Ducky kept up the soft patter as he carefully smoothed the ointment on the chafed skin. "Good boy, now Jethro if you'll tape up this side and we'll move on to the next." Gibbs nodded as he rubbed Tim's stomach before taping up one side of the diaper. Then he moved to the next side and carefully undid the tapes. "Oh good, this side looks a little less sore than the other one." Ducky looked to Tim for confirmation and got a small smile before the youngster's eyes slowly began to close. Tim was asleep before Ducky finished his exam. "Alright Jethro, I'm finished." Gibbs taped up the other side of the diaper, afraid he would wake Tim; he decided he would put his pants back on after he woke up. Gibbs' eyes remained glued on Tim but he addressed Ducky, "So what's the verdict? Will the chafing clear up?
Ducky began packing his medical bag, "He's going to be just fine Jethro. In cases like this, you just have to continue using this cream until it clears up."
Gibbs picked Tim up, kissed his forehead and gently laid him in the crib. After covering him with the blanket, he turned the video monitor towards the crib as they quietly exited the room.
"Can I get you a cup of tea, Ducky?" Gibbs asked as he walked into the kitchen to start another pot of coffee.
"That would be nice, thank you." Ducky replied as he took a seat at the table.
"Oh my! What's this mess? It looks like someone lost their lunch."
Gibbs sighed and looked over. He had forgotten to clean up the vomit from earlier.
"Someone did lose their lunch, Ducky. Turns out that the woman who originally drugged Tim was stalking us while we were at a department store earlier today. She posed as an "employee" and actually helped me. Not to mention, she had the guts to touch Tim! DiNozzo brought a picture over from the restaurant footage he thought might be a suspect. We both took one look at the picture and Tim lost it. His small body could only take so much stress before it worked against him."
"Oh dear the poor little fellow has been through a lot today. No wonder why he's so exhausted!"
Gibbs nodded as he began cleaning up the table and floor as he waited for the coffee to finish brewing. As he threw the last remnants into the trash his cell phone rang. He ran his hand down his face as he looked at the caller ID and saw it was Abby. Gibbs excused himself from the kitchen and went out to the living room before he answered.
Instead of Abby's normal high pitched greeting there was silence on the other end of the line.
Gibbs sighed, "Abby! Are you there? Did you forget that you called me?"
"Sorry Gibbs I just figured that you were busy with Tim. I didn't expect you to answer." she whined.
Gibbs ran his fingers through his hair, reminding himself to remain calm but firm. "Abby, Tim is asleep right now. Is there a reason why you're calling? Tony and Ziva told me that you haven't been very helpful."
Abby screeched, "Tattletales! I'm sorry but I don't know what I'm sorry about because I don't know what I did wrong I just wanta help, Gibbs, I just wanta help Timmy and I don't understand why you won't let me help and why Timmy doesn't wanta be around me and Tony and Ziva are being mean to me and I don't understand GIBBBBBS..."
Gibbs rolled his eyes, "Abby! Stop!" All his intentions of remaining calm were on the verge of flying out the window. He took a deep breath. "You need to listen to me because I'm only going to say this once. We're going to need that brain of yours, but you have to understand this is NOT about you, this is about Tim. You were pushing it when you attempted to grab Tim. He clearly was uncomfortable and made it known he did NOT want to be touched by anyone but me. You are NOT exempt from my orders, ever. This is a huge change in Tim's life, physically and emotionally and we need to be supportive. You also need to remember that this is a case, what we do professionally. Your behavior was in no way professional or suited to Tim's needs! Not to mention the photo you took after I gave strict orders to all of you. You will begin to treat Tim as the rest of us or else."
Abby's voice broke, "Or else what Gibbs? Come on, it was just a picture and you were so cute and Tim was so cuddly andů"
Gibbs cut her off, speaking in a softly scary voice, "I'm questioning my trust in you Abby and that's not something I thought I would ever hear myself say. If I see or hear anything else about you, that you're not following orders, you're off the case and I'll reconsider your place on my team. You are an adult, not a little girl and you are the only one responsible for your actions. Now are you ready to be a part of the team or not?
There was a momentary silence and Gibbs wondered if she had ended the call, then came a shaky voice, "Yes, I really want to help, I guess I didn't think those orders included me, they never have before."
Gibbs sighed, "Honestly that is my fault Abby, I've been far too lenient with you. But that doesn't mean you should be taking advantage of it and twisting every situation until it works in your favor. Do you think that you can be professional and help us solve this case?"
"I'm ready Gibbs, I'll follow your orders and listen to Tony and Ziva, too. Please don't give the evidence to anyone else. I'll be on my best behavior from now on."
"I expect nothing but the best from you Abby. We need to solve this case and still help Tim. He is my top priority; our top priority and will remain so until we figure this out. No more second chances Abby, if I hear anymore complaining from you, then that is it. I will speak with Vance about getting a temp to replace you. I also want you to delete that picture from your phone, in front of Tony and Ziva. And no more...wait...did you do anything else with that photo?"
"No, Gibbs, it's just on my phone. Yeah, I'll delete it when Tony and Ziva are both around."
Gibbs took a deep breath and exhaled, "I hope we have an understanding now, Abby. Perhaps if you calm down and allow Tim some space, he might surprise you. Let him know that you're there for him but dial it down about ten notches. Every time you feel the urge to touch him without his permission, think back to this conversation. Now why don't you go find Tony and Ziva and see what you can do to help."
Abby quietly responded, "Yes, Gibbs...thank you for giving me a second chance."
Gibbs grunted and ended the call, exhausted. Coffee he thought, I must have coffee.
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