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The Second Side of a Silver Dollar	By : Siberian Category: M through R > NCIS Views: 3570 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I wrote this story soley for entertainment. No profit is being made and all rights belong to whoever is associated with the show NCIS and the characters. I don’t know their names, but I’m sure they know who they are.

Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
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Notes: Again, I’m late. I’m sorry about that. I’ve been playing catch up ever since I got my Internet functioning. I’ll try to be more reliable in the future. Until then, I hope you enjoy.
Acknowledgements: Thank you to Cowgirl65 for another wonderful review! I’m glad to hear you like the kids. I just think their adorable. Of course, I could be a little biased. ;D You know what’s so sad. When I was writing this I completely forgot that Fornell’s first name is Tobias. I’ve always loved the name and it just seemed to fit. :D
On tying things into the story, what can I say; I’m sneaky, like a ninja. Seriously though, I think there would be few things that would get Gibbs that enraged. His family being the cause of his volatile state only seemed natural.
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Gibbs invited the head of the orphanage into the house when he arrived in the early afternoon. Gibbs asked DiNozzo to distract the children while the three of them spoke in the operating room. McGee was confused as to what was going on until he heard the man introduce himself. Gibbs wasn’t surprised when McGee wanted to speak to him in private for a moment. Leading him to another side of the room McGee spoke in a whisper. “Is this really necessary? These boys have just lost their parents. Can’t we give them a little more time?” Gibbs gently took McGee’s hand in his rubbing it soothingly. “The boys have already grown attached. The longer we put this off the harder it’s going to be for them. Why don’t we hear him out before deciding?”
McGee nodded letting Gibbs lead him back over to the orphanage director. They went over basic information. How the system works, how long it could take for the boys to get adopted, how they could be split up. There were so many negatives that Gibbs was even regretting asking him to come over. The director at least seemed to realize it was a lot to take in at one time. “I know it can be daunting. We do our best but unfortunately there are just not enough good homes out there. I can tell you need some time to think things over. I’ll stop by in a few days for your decision.” Gibbs thanked him before showing him to the door. He went back to the operating room to speak with McGee but found him gone.
After checking the main room once more he went into their bedroom to find him on the bed facing the window. There was a shuddering in his limbs and Gibbs knew that he was crying. He closed the door before approaching. “Tim.” McGee jumped slightly startled by his voice. As he spoke he continued to face away from him. “I’ll be out in a second Jethro. I just wanted to rest a minute.” Gibbs walked in front of him and knelt on the ground. McGee tried to hide his face but Gibbs was persistent in trying to make eye contact. “Talk to me. I don’t want you to hide what you need.” McGee rubbed at his eyes trying to clear away the tears but more just fell in their place.
“I want to keep them Jethro. I love them. At first I just tried to take care of them because of my father but now…now I love them…I.” Gibbs watched him fold in on himself his hands flying up to cover his face the withheld pain bursting out all at once. Gibbs quickly sat on the bed beside him and pulled him close. McGee moved his hands away from his face so that he could return the embrace the tears soaking into his shirt a prelude to the sobs pressing against his collarbone. “Tim.” McGee pulled back as soon as he spoke cutting him off. “Please Jethro let them stay. You don’t have to do anything. I’ll take care of them, please.” Gibbs pressed his hand against McGee’s face. “Tim I’m sorry.”
McGee broke down again only this time he tried pulling away. Gibbs didn’t allow it gently pulling him forward again. “Shh no it’s okay. That was taken wrong. I want the boys to stay.” McGee pulled back looking confused. “I want them to stay. I want us to raise them together.” McGee smiled that brilliant smile of his that made the sun seem a little darker. “I don’t understand though. Why are you apologizing? You didn’t do anything wrong.” Gibbs reached out wiping away some of the moisture still on McGee’s face. “Yes I did. I hurt you. I went to the orphanage because I could see you were growing attached. I didn’t think I could handle trying to raise children again. I didn’t know you couldn’t let them go though. If I had known you loved them already I never would have put you through this.”
McGee smiled again turning his head to gently kiss his fingertips. “It’s okay Jethro. I know you would never hurt me on purpose. Besides this might all be a moot point anyway.” Now Gibbs was confused. He let his expression convey the question. “If the boys don’t want to stay with us there is nothing we can do.” Before Gibbs could respond there was a knock at the door. McGee rubbed away the last of the moisture on his face as Gibbs gave the okay to come in the room. Benjamin rushed into the room followed by Tobias. “Look! Look! I made a picture.” The little boy handed it to McGee and started to point out everyone he drew. The whole gang was in the picture including the two boys.
“It’s wonderful Benjamin. I think this should be hung up. What do you think?” Benjamin happily agreed with McGee’s suggestion and rushed into the other room to find something to use. Tobias stayed behind. He’d been looking at McGee closely since they’d walked into the room. “Are you okay?” McGee smiled to reassure him. “Yes, I’m fine, thank you. When Benjamin returns we need to talk to you okay?” Tobias just nodded looking uneasy. The three year old whirlwind ran back into the room his cheeks flushed. “Jimmy said he’s going to hang it in the main room.” Gibbs smiled at the child’s huge eyes. The reaction to his artwork being so praised like finding a gold mine.
“Hey Benjamin they need to talk to us.” Gibbs watched as Tobias grabbed his brother by the shoulders and pulled him against his chest. It was obvious the older boy was expecting the worst. McGee looked to him briefly and after receiving a nod he continued. “I know it’s been tough on the both of you. There have been a lot of changes. I’ve spoken with Jethro and we were wondering if you would like to stay with us. To be our sons.” Benjamin’s happiness was obvious; the little boy diving toward McGee. After a strong hug he looked to Gibbs uncertainly. Gibbs smiled in encouragement and Benjamin became braver. He reached out and hugged Gibbs a little more gently. Gibbs returned the hug warmly.
He had been standoffish with them so he wasn’t surprised at the hesitation. It would take time but eventually they would be more comfortable around each other. Tobias still hadn’t moved. His expression hadn’t changed. McGee prompted him and Gibbs could hear his worry. Suddenly the older boy’s face crumpled the weight of everything seeming to hit him at once. Gibbs was wondering how long it would take. He hadn’t seen the boy cry once since his parent’s death. He was trying to be strong for his brother but he was still very young. McGee was on his feet in an instant wrapping him in a hug. Benjamin went to his brother as well wrapping him in tiny arms. McGee’s voice filled the small room with words of comfort as the young boy sobbed into his chest.
Gibbs sat on their bed thinking about his new family. His lover was his enemy’s son and their two children’s parents were killed by McGee’s father. They were a motley crew to be sure but considering his gang was the same way it seemed only fitting. Gibbs suddenly realized two things. One they need to buy a house. It was nice of Ducky and Jimmy to let them stay here but one room wouldn’t work, for several reasons. The second thing was that Gibbs thought the time was right to retire from his criminal activities. He had a family to think of now.
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McGee stood in front of the stove cooking dinner. It was getting there but had a little ways to go yet. Arms suddenly wrapped around his waist and lips traveled gently down his neck. “So are you ready for tomorrow night?” McGee smiled continuing to stir. “I thought you were outside working?” McGee shivered as Gibbs nuzzled his neck. “I was. Can’t you smell me?” McGee laughed. “I try not to do that when you’ve been outside all day.” Gibbs’ hands rubbed down McGee’s sides softly. “You didn’t answer my question? Are you ready?” McGee stopped stirring so the food could simmer awhile. “Why wouldn’t I be ready for our one year anniversary?” Gibbs chuckled darkly in his ear.
“I guess you don’t remember our first time together. Imagine that only ten times more arousing.” McGee shuddered despite himself. A small voice broke into their teasing. “Daddy, will you read to me?” McGee cleared his throat to answer. “Yes sweetie, I’ll be right there. Just wait on the couch okay?” McGee tried to pull away as he heard Benjamin answer with an, “Okay.” Gibbs relinquished his grip but McGee jumped in shock when a light smack fell on his backside. He gave Gibbs a wide eyed look as he walked away; Gibbs smiling slyly all the while. The rest of the night passed quickly. After reading to Benjamin he continued making dinner. It was ready soon after the story and he called in the rest of his family.
The house had been purchased not long after their wedding; Miss Kate and Tony finding a place about the same time. That was something he still teased them about. They couldn’t compromise on anything. In the end it was all trivial stuff but still fun to tease them over. The one thing they did agree on though was to stay close together. It had never been a question that they would settle near Ducky and Jimmy’s home. In the end the playfully argumentative couple only ended up a few houses away and it was common for them to get visits from every member of the gang. Something everyone enjoyed regardless of whose house was visited.
Part of the reason they chose this house is there was land on it that could be farmed. Gibbs had plenty of income from his outlaw days but he still enjoyed working with his hands. McGee had encouraged it hoping that it would help to heal any raw scars left. Gibbs had taken to showing both of the boys how to farm. Benjamin spent time outside with Gibbs but tended to always end up wanting to be read to at some point during the day. Tobias on the other hand really took an interest in farming. The two of them could easily spend all day in the dirt and be happy as clams. They made sure to always take off two days to spend together as a family. Sometimes they would do something outdoors and sometimes they would stay in talking. It didn’t really matter as long as they were together.
There were rare times when the children would be taken over to one of the gang’s house and they would have an evening to themselves. This anniversary trip was different though. It would be the first time in their marriage that they would be away from the children for a few days. McGee was excited but nervous as well. He kept feeling like he was forgetting things. Finally Gibbs had to practically drag him out of the house to get them to leave. McGee stealing several hugs and kisses from the children before they left. Gibbs knew where they were going but didn’t tell McGee because he wanted to surprise him. So that’s how he found himself on Gibbs’ horse like they used to travel.
The frantic pace before they left took a toll and McGee found himself nodding off. When McGee next woke they had arrived at their destination. A roomy tent had been set up along a river where they took the children to swim in the warmer months. It wasn’t the exact spot but McGee did recognize the river. Gibbs climbed off the horse gently pulling him down. McGee smiled at him before taking in the scenery. “I love this place. It’s so peaceful.” He looked back to his lover when he was wrapped in an embrace. “I know. That’s why I chose it.” McGee just chuckled letting himself be held.
They stayed that way for awhile before Gibbs reluctantly pulled away. “I need to get a fire going if we’re going to have any lunch.” McGee reached up to trace Gibbs’ lips with his fingers. “I’ll go get some more firewood. Once we’ve eaten did you want to break in the tent?” Gibbs’ eyes darkened a callused hand catching his before lifting it further so Gibbs could kiss his palm. McGee smiled. “I’ll take that as a yes.” He pulled away with a teasing smile. Heading into the trees he looked behind him to maintain their gaze until he was forced to face forward. The next few days promised to be relaxing and exhausting all at the same time.
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Gibbs knelt on the ground really only starting to get the fire going when he heard a branch break. He looked up sharply before stilling in caution. The first thing he saw was the barrel of the revolver. From there his eyes traveled upward until he took in the haggard face of Warren McGee. Even being held at gunpoint he could tell that times had been tough for McGee’s father. The other man had always looked well put together every time Gibbs had seen him previously. Now though he was unshaven and his clothes looked as though he’d been sleeping in them for days. “Where are they?!” Gibbs knew what he was referring to but also knew playing dumb would buy him some time. “What?”
The murderous man stepped forward looking a little more unhinged. “Don’t play dumb with me. The deeds! Where are they?!” Gibbs tried to think of a way out of the situation. Finding none he decided if he was going to die he may as well twist the knife deeper. “They are gone. After mailing all of your victims I burned them.” Warren McGee looked close to panic. “You’re lying!” Gibbs didn’t respond. He let his expression show how dead serious he was. “You really burned them. Do you know what you’ve done! That was my whole life! I’ve lost everything because of you!” Gibbs let a cruel smile slip onto his face. “Now your debt with me is settled.” Warren McGee looked shocked his eyes lighting in remembrance of the past.
“Drop the gun!” Both Gibbs and his would be murderer looked to the left. McGee stood at the edge of the forest pointing Gibbs’ gun at his father. “Ah son, I see you’ve finally decided to join us. I still can’t believe that you would betray me for a band of outlaws, but that’s okay I forgive you. I didn’t want you to have to see this. Why don’t you wait in the forest? I’ll come retrieve you when I’m done.” McGee was some distance away from them but even so Gibbs could still see his lover shaking. Gibbs had been proud of his lover’s progress with shooting. His aim was almost as good as Gibbs already. That being said Gibbs didn’t blame him for his nervousness. There was a big difference between shooting a tree and shooting a human being. The situation only made worse by the fact that the person in question was McGee’s father.
“This is the last time I’m going to say this father. Put the gun down. Please, don’t make me kill you.” It was here he wavered; his voice cracking slightly. Gibbs closed his eyes knowing that McGee had given too much away. Warren McGee actually laughed. Gibbs looked at his assailant to see that he’d focused his gaze on Gibbs once more. “Stay if you want son. It’s your choice, but I know you won’t shoot me. You’ve always been too weak to follow through with anything.” Gibbs watched the other man cock back his gun. He braced himself wishing that McGee was with the others back in town. Safe. He jerked at the sound of the gunshot his eyes widening. The searing pain of a gunshot wound was absent and he watched numbly as Warren McGee fell backward onto the ground.
His gaze jerked to McGee. His lover was still holding the gun out looking as though he still didn’t believe he’d fired the weapon. Gibbs got up to kneel over Warren McGee the shocked expression on his face frozen there with death. Gibbs reached down just to make sure he was in fact dead. He never did like surprises. When he was positive Warren McGee was no longer in the land of the living he moved toward his lover. Halfway there McGee dropped his arm and his face crumbled in the beginning stages of tears. He rushed forward to take him in his arms. “It’s alright. I know he was your father.” McGee pulled back abruptly shaking his head. His features evened out as his spine straightened.
“No, I’m fine, I don’t care about that. I was just so frightened that I couldn’t do anything to stop him. I don’t know what I would do if I lost you Jethro. What would I have told the boys?” Gibbs pulled him close again trying his best to offer comfort. To let McGee feel for himself that he was there. That everything was okay. “Jethro, can we go home? I want to see the children.” Gibbs nodded tightening his hold a fraction. “Yeah we can celebrate another time.” Gibbs didn’t bother to pack up anything just guided McGee to his horse. Once he had McGee home he would come back with DiNozzo and Ziva to clean up. Right now all he was concerned with was getting McGee away from his father’s body.
When they had traveled a few minutes Gibbs asked something that had been bothering him since McGee had showed back up at camp. “How did you get my gun?” McGee laughed humorlessly. “When I came back I noticed your holster was empty. The only other place you keep the gun is in your saddlebag. I know more of your habits then you realize.” Gibbs kissed the shell of McGee’s ear. “I’m glad you know me so well.” When McGee responded his voice sounded distant. “Yeah me too.” The tone of the words was odd coming from his lover’s lips. The emotion behind it spoke of pain. Gibbs would do whatever he could to make sure that sound never entered McGee’s voice again.
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Gibbs looked across the table watching McGee laugh at a story Benjamin was telling him about their day outside. It had been a little over two weeks since McGee had to face down his father. For the most part things had returned to normal and Gibbs was grateful. He hated seeing anyone in his family in pain. Not just his immediate family but extended family as well. They decided to postpone their anniversary celebration until next month. The extra time would serve as a buffer to hopefully not drudge up any negative memories. McGee laughed again before putting an end to the merriment. “Alright Benjamin, as much as I’m enjoying hearing about you and your brother’s antics it’s time to get ready for bed.”
Benjamin pouted for good measure but conceded. Tobias just smiled before leading his brother into the bathroom. McGee went to clear off the table when Gibbs stopped him. “Leave this. Go give Benjamin his bath.” McGee protested not releasing the dishes. “I want to clean up first.” Gibbs gave him a quick peck on the lips before prying away the dish. “I’ll clean up the table. You clean up the boys.” McGee laughed softly finally relenting. “Deal.” Gibbs cleaned up the table before sitting in front of the fire to wait for his turn to bathe. He waited until McGee had ushered both boys into their bedroom before going in the bathroom to get it ready. He drained the bathwater amazed at how much dirt their rascals could get covered in just in one afternoon.
After the tub was empty he refilled it before sinking down into the warm water with a blissful sigh. His tense muscles loosened slightly. Gibbs used the more relaxed state to get down to scrubbing. The hot water was nice but he didn’t like to stick around long enough for it to get cold. In short order he was wrapping a towel around his waist. He looked at the murky water and laughed when he realized he was just as bad as his sons. Before exiting the bathroom he poked his head out into the hallway. He didn’t see McGee in the outer room so headed to their bedroom thinking he might already be in bed. Walking into their bedroom his thoughts were confirmed at seeing the lump under their covers.
McGee had left one lamp lit so Gibbs could see where we was walking in the otherwise dark room. Gibbs loved how considerate his lover was. McGee was always trying to make things easier for him. Reaching the side of the bed he blinked at the thought. McGee did for him what Jimmy did for Ducky. He couldn’t believe it had taken him so long to realize that. Grinning he put his towel over a chair before climbing into bed. It only took one shift forward until he was pressed against McGee’s back. He wrapped his arms around McGee’s waist then used one hand to push up his nightshirt. The hand encountering warm skin explored lightly; circling his lover’s bellybutton, sliding up the center of his body, brushing lightly over his nipples.
McGee gasped at the touches coming awake from his light doze. Gibbs leaned down slightly to chew gently on the shell of his ear. “Jethro, what if one of the boy’s comes in?” Gibbs continued unconcerned. “They know to knock.” McGee tried to pull away slightly from his hands but at the same time leaned into the mouth at his ear. “If Benjamin is frightened sometimes he doesn’t. He could walk in on us.” Gibbs countered McGee’s retreat by moving down to press his fingers urgently against the entrance to his lover’s body. McGee circled out his hips jerking back toward the touch. “He won’t walk in on us because I’ve locked the door.” McGee moaned loudly at that. His arousal spiking at the knowledge that Gibbs’ attack had been premeditated.
Getting his lover’s silent approval to continue Gibbs pushed his night shirt the rest of the way up. McGee moved slightly until it could be taken off. Gibbs moved away briefly to grab some oil form the nightstand. Pouring a generous amount over his hand he started to stretch his lover quickly. His other hand wrapped around McGee’s hardening erection stroking firmly. He leaned down further to attach his mouth to McGee’s shoulder. Sucking hard he was determined to leave a mark; a temporary blemish that he would be able to see in his mind’s eye even when McGee was clothed. He only pulled away once he was sure there would be a love bite. His lips then descended onto McGee’s neck to suck and nip lightly.
His lover’s body squirmed against him and Gibbs only realized at that point that McGee’s body was loose enough to receive him. McGee cried out when he withdrew his hand. The passage he’d been stretching tightening to try to keep his fingers inside. Gibbs grabbed the oil again slicking a copious amount on his member. Once that was done he leaned toward McGee again to grab his thigh. McGee knew what was coming and bent his leg toward his chest. Gibbs growled at McGee’s eagerness and suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to see him. Reaching forward he yanked back the blankets so their nude bodies were exposed to the low light of the lamp. McGee seemed startled for a moment at the blanket’s disappearance.
Gibbs used that moment of confusion to his advantage to push inside his lover’s body in one slow push. McGee tensed in surprise briefly before relaxing almost instantly. He buried his face against the pillow to muffle his moans as he pushed his hips back to help impale himself quicker on Gibbs’ erection. Gibbs started to thrust almost as soon as he’d embedded himself completely already desperate for release. The last few weeks had been strained and it had been awhile since he’d even attempted intimacy. The pain of what McGee had been forced to do still too fresh. He let his thoughts scatter so he could focus completely on the pleasure the two of them were creating.
Gibbs decided he wanted to get deeper. He wanted to make McGee feel more exposed. As though Gibbs could see everything there was to him and that was a good thing. He used his light grip on McGee’s thigh to bend the leg back and settle it over his hip. Gibbs tightened his hold to keep the leg in place never relenting in his thrusting. McGee cried out at the change in position. His heated face turned from the pillow to bury itself in his neck. Gibbs could feel his lover’s hot breath fanning out on his skin. A hard thrust or sharp twist of his hips breaking his lover’s breathing pattern only long enough for McGee to make a noise. Gibbs could tell they were both close so he reached down to take McGee’s member back into his hand.
He squeezed hard making the strokes almost painful. It only took two pulls before McGee shouted. The body in his arms tensed up hard as hot come gushed over his fingers. Gibbs loosened his grip on McGee’s erection just slightly and continued to thrust to help McGee ride out his orgasm. Gibbs didn’t last long after McGee’s body broke down into shuddering. It only took a few more pushes before he climaxed hard. As he pulsed into his lover he held still; the sensation of filling the younger man causing his eyes to close in bliss.
He could feel his come already leaking past their joined bodies long before he started to soften. They collapsed together afterward. Their sweaty limbs entangled languidly. Gibbs pulled away slightly when he felt his member starting to slip free. Pulling away completely took more effort but he managed. With a few wipes of a cloth they were both a little cleaner and it didn’t take long before sleep claimed them.
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Gibbs looked up from the vegetable Tobias was holding when McGee called them in for lunch. Gibbs watched Benjamin run to his lover to tell McGee the exciting news. His lover scooping up the little boy to hear what had him so excited. Tobias had just harvested his first vegetable without any of Gibbs’ help. Gibbs ruffled Tobias’ hair when they both came to a stop in front of McGee; his pride shining down at the boy through his smile. McGee looked down at Tobias when Benjamin had stopped speaking. Tobias held up the radish with a smile. McGee beamed at him. “Tobias that’s wonderful. I’m so proud of you.” McGee leaned down to plant a kiss on the boy’s loose mop of brown curls.
Gibbs chimed in wanting to give more praise. “It’s a perfect radish too. Great color, great size. I’m sure it’s going to taste delicious whenever Tobias decides to eat it.” The boy feigned exasperation to hide his embarrassment. “Papa it’s just a radish.” Gibbs grinned. He saw right through his son but didn’t call him on it. “It’s your first radish, your first vegetable. So it’s not just any radish son. It’s okay to take pride in your work.” Gibbs cut him some slack when he saw the redness on Tobias’ cheeks increasing. “Go wash up now before our lunch get’s cold.” Tobias fairly ran out of the room. “Yes Papa.” Gibbs reached out for Benjamin and the little boy leaned over to go into Gibbs’ arms.
“You too in a minute young man.” Benjamin nodded in easy compliance. “Yes Papa.” Gibbs looked at McGee who was watching him with a smile. It was so hard for him to believe this was his life now. Everything was so perfect. He’d been given a second chance and he wasn’t going to waste it. Leaning in he kissed McGee softly only pulling back when a giggle registered. Benjamin had his big grin buried against Gibbs’ shoulder. McGee smiled at the boy’s reaction and Gibbs couldn’t help a grin himself. “Okay you, it’s time to get cleaned up.” Benjamin just giggled again. Gibbs gave McGee another smile before turning toward the bathroom. Set on getting both of his sons’ at least cleaned up enough to eat lunch.
The End
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Final Acknowledgements: Thank you to Cowgirl65 for another wonderful review! I know it isn't as wonderfully terrible as being dragged by a horse but at least the guy isn't around to cause anymore problems. ;D I'm happy to hear you liked the family that formed. All of them really did need each other. I wanted to take this opportunity to also share something with you. Out of all of my stories posted so far, you are the first reader to review every chapter. So thank you so much for all the lovely comments!!
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