I Never Told

Chapter 11

Unsub's (POV):

"Yeah, that's right relax with your slut and her friends. They'll stop coming in between us soon enough my love."

Jethro may not know it, but he will be mine. We were made for each other. I realized when he punched my ex, it was just jealousy. Jethro wanted Jake to leave me alone because he wanted me for himself. Then when I didn't find him; he went to her to make me jealous, and, Jethro, I am jealous. But no worry, here I am. Waiting for you. We've been neighbors for years but soon we will be one.

Tim's (POV): 

"I'm telling you, she just looked at me like I was crazy." Katy smiled as we strolled into the park.

"You kinda are." I poked her arm.

"I know." She glanced down.

"Does this make me nuts?" I pulled out the ring. "I love you so much and I've been waiting to do this for a while." I got down on one knee and opened the box to reveal my grandmother's ring; a beautiful sapphire set amongst diamonds to bring out her eyes. "Marry me?"

"Tim I...." Suddenly, the sprinklers came on forcing us to rush onto the sidewalk.

"Park sprinklers, I didn't think about that." I mumbled. 

Katy laughed. "Tim, of course I'll marry you, you idiot." She threw her arms around me. "I love you."

"I love you too."

Abby's (POV): (In the lab the next day)

The elevator swished, "I don't know about you, but I could use a caf-pow and a kiss." I turned to see the barrel of a nine mil pointed at me.

"How about a bullet through the brain?" 

I silently pushed the panic button I've sewn into my lab coat. "Who are you?" I stared down the vaguely familiar woman.

"Don't recognize me, figures." 

It was then that I placed her, the neighbor, Gibb's neighbor. He took care of her abusive boyfriend. "Donnie?"

"It's Darla." She pulled the trigger and I heard my computer screen shatter just before I felt the sting of broken glass on my cheek.

"Darla, why are you pointing a gun at me?"

"Because you're standing between us. I need him. You can't have him." She grew more hysterical.

"Who?"

"Me." Gibbs stepped from behind her. "It's me you want, isn't it?"

She glanced at him nodding. "Of course." She turned to me. "But first I have too-"

"No you don't. Come on and we'll go before security comes." Gibbs held out his hand.

She glanced at me. "But you said you loved her."

"Boss." Tony ran in and Darla freaked, firing.

"Tony!" I shouted as he fell. I was vaguely aware of Gibbs wrestling the gun away from Darla and cuffing her.

I watch as Ziva rushed in and ran to him. "There's no blood." She was checking him.

"That's because I didn't get shot." Tony sat up.

"How?" Ziva stared at him.

"Vest." He pointed to his chest. "But that'll be a hell of a bruise."

"You idiot." Ziva grabbed him by his shirt and kissed him.

"Abbs." Gibbs came into focus. "Come on, let's go get you checked out by the medic."

"Okay."

( 20 Minutes Later)

"Okay, Mrs. Scuito, both you and the baby are perfectly healthy."

"Baby?"

"Were you unaware you were pregnant?"

"Yes." I stood up. 

"Well, you are only about three weeks along, but yes you are pregnant."

My god, Gibbs, we're having a baby. A little person is growing inside of me. "Oh my god."

"There's a Leroy outside, may I let him in, Ma'am?"

Leroy, oh Gibbs. Gibbs! "Yes! Um, yes please."

"Is he the father?" The doctor looked up.

I nodded. "Yes."

"Would you like me to tell him?" I nodded again. 

"Tell me what, Abbs?" Gibbs walked in.

"Mrs. Scuito is pregnant. About three weeks along, very healthy."

"A baby?" He looked at me before putting his hand on my stomach.

"Our baby." I kiss him.

Epilogue:

"Jack, Kate and her dad are here. Go open the door." Abby yelled.

"Okay, mom....Hiya Uncle Tony. Hi Kate."

"Hi, happy birthday Jack." Kate hugged him and Tony watched a blush color his face.

"Tony, you could not have waited?" A heavily pregnant Ziva huffed.

"Hi Auntie Ziva." Jack hugged her.

"Hello Jack, happy birthday."

Abby walked in then holding one month old, Suzie. "Jack, go put your ten candles on your cake." She ruffled his hair 

"Kay' mom."

"Where's McGee?"

"He and Katy are late because Amanda made a mess of her dress, Like usual."  Katy's 2 year old daughter had a habit of making a mess of herself.  "But they should be here any minute." Ziva smiled.

A knock sounded on the door. I opened it and let the rest of my family in, thinking that this is what it means to be truly happy.