Alright, I caved and used the lighter, fluffier version. I just liked it much better. So this is the last chapter of this story, but not the last of this family. Be on the lookout for little stories as Gibbs and McGee tackle parenthood! Thanks to everyone who has followed along, I hope you've enjoyed and please keep reviewing! :)

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It was quiet as he entered the house. Dropping his bag at the door and pulling off his shoes he looked up just in time to find a gun trained at his head. Standing still, he waited for his senior field agent to realize who he was.

"Damn Boss, scared the hell out of me." Tony lowered his gun as he looked back into the bedroom. Stepping out, he closed the door behind him before following Gibbs into the kitchen. "Why didn't you call?"

"Didn't want to wake him if he was asleep." Gibbs opened the fridge and grabbed a beer, holding a second out to DiNozzo.

Tony nodded and accepted the bottle. "So the case over?"

Nodding, Gibbs leaned his hip against the counter and looked back down the hall to the closed door. "How is he?"

"Worried about you but trying not to show it, but otherwise okay."

"And the baby?"

"Abby says his appointment yesterday was good. Everything looks great."

Gibbs finished his beer and stood up straight. "You staying the night?"

"Yeah."

Nodding again Gibbs headed for the bedroom and to his family. "You know were the pillows and blanket are."

Tony watched as his boss quietly entered the bedroom, closing the door behind him before he moved. Dumping the rest of his beer he sat the bottle on the counter next to Gibbs' before walking around the house, locking the front door. He had been surprised to find actual locks on the door a few weeks ago but then thinking about it, not so much. His boss finally had something worth protecting in the house again.

Once he had double checked all the windows and doors, Tony grabbed the pillow and blanket from the hall closet and sorted himself onto the couch to try and get a little sleep before heading into the office. The good thing about having his go bag were the clean clothes. He could shower in the locker room, change, and be at his desk before Ziva even got in.

It felt like he had just fallen asleep when he was being shook awake. "Wha.. What's wrong?" He rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he looked up at his boss.

"Tim's water broke about an hour ago, I'm taking him to the hospital." Gibbs was already moving back towards the bedroom. "I've called Ducky and he's going to inform the rest once everyone is at work."

Tony jumped up to follow. In the bedroom the bed had been stripped, Tim was wearing a different set of sweats, his hair still damp from the shower, and he was squatting on the floor, his arms on the end of the bed, head on his arms, breathing.

"Hey Probie, so it's time huh?"

Tim nodded but didn't say anything.

"First kid, doesn't it usually take hours?" Tony had turned his attention back to Gibbs as the older man fished through the closet for Tim's hospital bag, something they had packed a month ago.

Tim groaned. "This better not take hours."

Tony squatted down next to his friend and put his hand on the young man's back, rubbing circles. Out of the corner of his eye he was watching Gibbs. The older man seemed calm and collected, but Tony knew. Internally he was freaking out. He knew because so was he.

Then he smirked. "Huh. By tomorrow I'm going to be an uncle!"

"Godfather."

"What?"

Tim lifted his head and looked at him. "I want you to be their godfather."

"Really?" Tony's smiled widened. "I'd love too."

"Abby's going to be the godmother." Gibbs added as he pulled the hospital bag out of the closet and turned towards them. "Wanna help get him into the truck?"

"Yeah." Tony stood. "Okay McGee, time to go have this baby!"

Tony helped Tim stand up, waiting a moment to make sure he had his balance, then with a hand on the younger man's elbow, steered him out of the house and to the truck, Gibbs right behind him. He helped Tim into the truck and buckled him in before turning back to his boss.

"Lock up when you leave. We'll call after to let everyone know you can come to the hospital, no point hanging around when you can be working."

Tony nodded as he stepped away from the truck. He watched Gibbs jump in, start the car, and back out of the driveway. He was glad Gibbs had been using his truck undercover, so Tony's car hadn't been blocking them in. Once they were down the street and out of sight, Tony dashed back into the house, collected his phone, gun, and keys and was heading back out when he realized two things. First was he didn't have a key to lock the door, and second he didn't have his shoes on.

Looking down at his feet he cursed as he stepped back inside to slip on his shoes. Just as he was about to look for a key to lock the door, his phone rang. Looking at the caller ID he smiled and answered.

"Did you forget something?"

"New house key is already on your keychain. Tim put it there last week."

Tony looked at his keys in his hand and for the first time noticed the extra key. He opened his mouth to ask his boss how he knew he needed it when he realized he was listening to a dial tone. Shaking his head, Tony closed his phone and pocketed it as he once again left the house, using his new key to safely lock the door before heading home to get a few more hours of sleep.

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"Just breath." Gibbs helped Tim roll to his side on the hospital bed, rubbing his back as he did so.

"Shut up, I am." Tim huffed through another contraction. "It's all I've been doing!"

It had nearly been seven hours since they had arrived at the hospital and Tim was tired, so tired. He wanted to have the baby already!

Gibbs had called Ducky to keep the team informed every hour and it was almost that time once again. Sitting at Tim's bedside, he didn't want to move. He knew the contractions were coming faster and longer, knowing it was almost time.

"Go. I'm good for now. Let them know still no baby." Tim smiled at him, flexing his hand after having a death grip on the side bar of the bed.

Gibbs nodded, stood, leaned down to kiss Tim's forehead, and headed out the door. He didn't move far as he pulled out his phone and called up Ducky yet again. Once done, he returned to the room, to his family. He hadn't been there when Kelly was born, having already shipped out. He had been on a video call during the labor and got to see Kelly being born, but he knew it was going to be different this time. This time he would be in the room with his lover.

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Tony had to hold Abby back from running down the hall. They had gotten the final call forty five minutes ago that Baby Gibbs-McGee had been born at aproximately 9:14 at night. He knew it had been a long day for everyone, mostly the new parents. When Ducky had shown up in the bullpen just as Balboa's team was letting them go home for the night, he had announced the birth.

Instantly everyone cheered and asked if it was a boy or a girl and if they had said a name yet. Ducky informed them neither had been mentioned and that they were to give the couple an hour before storming the hospital. The team lasted all of ten minutes before scrambling for the elevators.

Ducky however had stopped them at the giftshop and that is were they spent another twenty minutes as each one of them picked out stuffed animals and balloons. Abby had her arms laden with stuffed animals, unable to pick just one for the new arrival. Jimmy was holding the ribbons to the five ballons they limited themselves too, while Tony, Ziva, and Ducky each had a stuffed animal they had picked out for their honorary nephew/niece and grandchild.

They reached the assigned room and Tony softly knocked. When he heard his boss calling them in, he opened the door and allowed everyone else to enter first, bringing up the rear of the small procession. He heard a collective sigh and aww from the ladies, and had to step away from Jimmy and the balloons to get a glimpse at Tim sitting in the bed, baby in his arms. The blue blanket giving him away.

"Yes a boy!"

"What scared it was going to be a girl DiNozzo?" Gibbs' voice was behind him.

"Honestly, a little Boss..." Tony turned to look at his boss and froze, in Gibbs' arms was another little bundle.. this one pink.

Ziva was quick to cover Abby's mouth before the other woman could squeal in excitement. Gibbs walked back from the bathroom and carefully sat on the edge of the bed next to Tim.

"So surprise twins?" Jimmy asked with a smile.

Tim shook his head. "No. We knew, just weren't telling."

"Sneaky Timmy." Abby had regained control of her excitement, even if she looked ready to bounce off the walls.

The stuffed animals were gathered on a chair, the balloons tied to the back of the chair before Tim handed over his blue bundle to Ziva, and Gibbs did the same with the pink one to Abby. Once everyone had a turn holding both babies, everyone looked at Tim and Gibbs, waiting for their names. Abby was once again holding the little girl while Tony still held the little boy.

"We would like to official introduce you to Caitlin Jennifer Gibbs and Samuel Anthony Gibbs." Tim smiled, watching his best friend hold his son.

Tony's head shot up and he looked at his boss and friend. A slow smile formed on his face as he looked back down at the baby in his arms, the baby that was partly named after him. "So what was the other name you two were thinking of, or was that to just mess with me?"

Tim laughed. "No, I wanted to name him Jackson but Jethro really loved the name Samuel."

Tony nodded before looking at Abby as the goth silently cried over the baby girl named for the two important women the team has lost. He loved that they were being honored like that.

"So if you knew you were having twins, did you know it was one of each?"

Gibbs shook his head as he wrapped an arm around Tim's shoulders. "We had two names picked for both. Jackson would have been the second boy had they both been, but his middle name would have been David." Gibbs nodded towards Ziva with a smile.

Ziva smiled back at the thought of her last name being used like that. "What if it were two girls?"

"Isabella Ann."

"That is cute too."

The family visited for only a little longer before handing the babies back over to their daddies and biding goodbye, knowing the now family of four needed their rest. Tony was the last one out the door as he watched Gibbs and McGee cuddle together, each holding one of the babies. He knew instantly they were going to be great parents.

Tim and the babies were released from the hospital the following day.