Babe

Chapter 1: He's Back.

The team was in front of the plasma putting evidences together when someone came in.
"Hi, can we help you?" asked Bishop.
"Uh-"
"DAD!?" " shouted Torres turning around.
"Hi, Nicholas."
"What the- how did you find me? What are you doing here? What the hell do you want!?"
McGee and Gibbs watched the scene and Bishop was listening to every details, looking at the body language of Nick's dad and Nick himself. She knew it'll be helpful.
"I'm here to apologize. I'm so sorry for leaving you, and Lucia, and your mother. I sh-"
"I. Do. Not. Care. Get out!" yelled Torres.
He clenched his hands in fists when suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder.
He could smell the perfume of Ellie. It calmed him down immediately. Her touch always did.
Rogero, Nick's dad, saw that.
"Please give me a second chance mijo."
"You had 32 years to come. I lived for 32 years without you. Why would I need you now huh?!"
"You're right, you don't need me. But I need you. I want to know my son."
"Well, you should've think about it before you left. Now get the hell out of here!"
Nick clenched his fists on Ellie's clamsy hands without even realizing it.
Ellie whimpered a bit at the pain but it was bearable.
"McGee, please bring mister Torres back to the elevator." asked Gibbs.
"Okay, sure."

Once his dad was in front of the elevator, Nick wasn't calm. That's until he felt something warm and liquid on his hands.
"What the- crap Ellie!" he said as he saw his nails were planted on Bishop's hands, which were now bleeding.
"No- don't worry it's fine."
He looked at her hands then back to her eyes.
Ellie saw his look and bring him away from the bullpen.
"I'm sorry for your hands El." he said with a shaky voice.
"I don't care, it's fine I told you. Do you want to talk, for me to leave you alone, to-"
"Don't leave. Please."
"Okay, I won't."
"I never thought I would see him again. Like I assumed he was dead. He wants to know me but now, with him, I don't think I know myself."
"If it makes you feel better, I know who you are Nick. It's not because your dad came back that you're not the same. You're still special agent Nicholas Torres who's kicking door for a living."
He chuckled.
"Ellie I- what if I'm like him later. Like if I have kids. What if I leave?"
"First of all, if you're asking yourself this question, it's that you won't leave. And second of all, since when do you want kids?"
"A couple years ago I guess."
"Oh- And do you have anyone you want them with?" Ellie asked hopeful.
"There's this girl I've been having the biggest crush on for years. But I don't know."
"Do I know her?"
"Yeah."
"We're making this extremely cheesy aren't we?"
"El, I want you in my life, I'm in love with you."
"I love you too Nick."
They kissed.
"Took you your dad to do that."
He stared wide eyes at her.
"Oh my- sorry, I'm sorry- I just- oh my god I'm sorry Nick."
"No- no it's okay, you're right. Now let's get your hands patch up."
"They're fine don't worry."
"At least wash them up."
"Yeah, you're right."
"I'm always right."
"Suuuuure." she said sarcastically.