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Wouldnt call it a mistake (p.2)

It was silent for a second, as if the small child wasn’t entirely aware of what was going on. You could have waited until a better time, probably not bedtime but you knew it was finally time to tell everyone the truth. Mason put his hand on your shoulder, signaling to be put down and so you did just that. There was a split second of worry as you watched your son walk up to Gibbs, no words were said between and yet Gibbs picked him up.

“Mason stared at him for a second, but you weren’t quite sure if he was actually thinking about what was said or if he was just looking at his dad. It was a moment you wanted to mentally capture, your son and Gibbs, it was something you wanted for years. “He got you some gifts love, but those will have to wait until morning. You should have been asleep minutes ago.” You spoke, slightly disturbing their little moment.

Gibbs nodded towards him before tilting his head toward the stairs, a silent way of asking if he could take him to bed, and you nodded. Watching them head up stairs warmed your heart, maybe it was the fact that your boss was letting his walls down and being a father. For the first time in five years you felt like things were falling into place, and you had both of your boys together. You weren’t sure what could go wrong, but you can make it through it

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Maybe you couldn’t, it’s been two months since your son and Gibbs had officially meet, things were going strong and Gibbs had you both move in with him. The only problem is that all of his ex’s wanted to get into your head. Twice a week, at different times, they would ‘magically’ find you out, and make sure you know that Gibbs was only around because you had a son together. It was a nightmare, you tried not to let it show that it was bothering you but that doesn’t mean it didn’t cling onto your bones.

It was starting to take a toll on whatever you were with Gibbs, you became distant and when you were on a case or just in the office you tried not to be in his presence. You didn’t want to become attached to a man who could toss you out once your kid turns 18, deep down you knew he wouldn’t but that didn’t stop the negative thoughts. Of course Gibbs picked up on the change, he would try to give you small gifts, bring you coffee for when you come in, offer to take Mason out so that you can have time to yourself but you turned everything down. Gibbs was at a standstill, for the first time in a very long time he thought he was sharing a connection with someone and now that someone was shutting him out, he was going to put a stop to it.

He had it all planned, he left work early to grab things for a family dinner, he picked up Mason from your mothers, and he even went as far as getting you fresh flowers. Any night that Gibbs willingly took time away from his boat meant something important was happening, and he was honestly hoping it would fix whatever changed. Even though he knew later on it would come back to bite him, he enlisted the help of Tony to keep you busy until everything was ready, but Tony can only keep you from your son for an hour at most.

By the time you reached home, you were exhausted and slightly concerned because the lights where off but the house smelt like food. “Mason? Jethro?” You calmed out while slipping your shoes off and placing your hand on your gun. Not getting a response didn’t help your fear, until Mason let out a small laugh and you heard a Gibbs sigh out, “it was supposed to be a surprise kid.” The lights came on, and there were your two boys all dressed up and standing in front of the table. “Made dinner momma.” Mason said before rushing over to you. While ruffling his hair you took a moment to look at the table, they had made your favorite, the fancy plates were placed nicely, a bottle of wine, flowers, and cookies.

“What’s the occasion boys, you make me feel underdressed.” Mason led you to the table, and held your hand while you sat down. “Well, we just thought you might like to relax and eat something other than fish fingers and nuggets.” Gibbs said before helping you son into his seat and sitting down. Dinner went smoothly, Mason talked all about his new friends and games they played, and before you knew it Mason was being tucked into bed. “We need to talk, (y/n)”

Those few words made everything crash in your mind, you knew it was going to happen but why now. You nodded before tilting your head to the room that you had been occupying, you didn’t want your son to hear what was going to happen. Taking a deep breath you sat down on your bed and patted the spot next to you. “Lately you’ve seemed to be in your own little world and i wanted to know if maybe I did something to upset you.” Gibbs spoke first while turning to look at you. It was quiet for a second while you gathered your thoughts before his hand touched yours and the dam broke.

You couldn’t remember the last time you fully let yourself cry, and now here you were finally allowing yourself to be human. Gibbs didn’t say anything, he just wrapped his arms around you while you cried. “ I know it’s pathetic to listen to people, but maybe they’re right. Maybe this is all just too good to be true and maybe I’m just believing a lie, why do you even want me around?” You glanced up at him after your spoke, you sounded broken. There was a sigh before a hand wiped your tears. “I want you around because I like you, and I want you and our son to be close at all times. If you let me, I’d like to be in your life for however long I can be. I never want you guys to feel like I don’t care about you both because i need you both.” That was all he said before shifting on the bed, putting you into a laying position. It took a minute for it all to process, and you wanted to believe everything he said, but both of you knew it would require work and lots of communication which is clearly something you both have to work on.

“I just, I know i shouldn’t listen to your exes but sometimes I’m scared that you’re going to go off and when you come back you’re not going to want me around. You’re so good with Mas, and i don’t want him to know pain.” You’d finally gotten it off your chest and you hope he’d understand. “I’ll take care of them, and I’ll make it known that i want both you and mason in my life.” His voice was much louder from the position.

No words were said after you both spoke, just silence and maybe it’s because you didn’t know how to respond. You interlocked your fingers with his and placed your head on his chest, five years ago you would have never imagined this would have come from a drunk night with your boss. Your thoughts were still messy, and there were going to be doubts but for right now you wanted to be at peace and you wanted to be closer to the one giving you comfort.

In the morning once you get into work, you noticed everyone standing around before overhearing that Gibbs had called his exes to come over. You pushed your way to your seat and before you know it, lips were on yours. “Aw boss how come we don’t get to have PDA with (Y/N).” Tony, of course Tony would be the one to say it. Once Gibbs felt he’d made his point he pulled away and smacked the back of Tony’s head, “she’s not your girlfriend.”

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Could you please write an imagine where reader is Gibbs’s best friend from childhood, knew his mom, was there for him when she killed her self but au where there’s no Shannon and kelly and they get married and reader names their daughter Ann after Gibbs’s mom

Of course!

Ill start writing it as soon as i finish up part two of my other story, and I’ll make sure to tag you!

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Wouldn’t call it a mistake

Five years ago you had a very spicy night with Gibbs, and the next morning he made sure you knew it was a one time thing kind of mistake. That became a problem when two months later you found out you were pregnant, you knew you couldn’t tell Gibbs. In your mind it would be better if you took time off when you started showing and just kept it underwraps. You talked to Vance about it, of course leaving out the fact that the father worked in the building, and you both agreed you would be put on desk work. Then you hit five months, and you couldn’t wear loose blouses to hide it, and you asked Vance for a temporary transfer to the NOLA office. Pride could keep a secret, and he helped you for the rest of your pregnancy, even helped you for the first year of raising your son. Then you packed up and went back to DC, your family was there and was willing to watch Mason when you needed.

That brought you to today, so far everything was going smoothly, Mason was in school and you were both thriving. You felt guilty of course, every time you looked at Gibbs or your son you knew you were keeping them from each other. You hadn’t even given Gibbs a chance or a decision to be a father, you took it away from him for five years. The thought about telling him had passed through your mind you were just unsure about what would happen. Unfortunately the universe was tired of your little games.

“Mom!” A small voice shouted from the elevator. You choked on your coffee before turning to the elevator to see Mason, and your mother walking very fast. “Mom? Oh. Hello Mrs. (y/l/n).” Tony said with a very confused look. Everything you had built was starting to crumble because everyone was looking at the little boy, with bright blue eyes and dark hair, round the corner. You stood up quickly, and quickly walked towards them picking Mason up quickly before ushering your mother to an interrogation room. “Mom we talked about this, Mason can’t be here.” You spoke in a hushed tone, running your fingers through his hair. “I know and I told him that but he had a bad day and really wanted to see you. He wouldn’t tell me what was wrong, I also have an appointment so he needs to stay for an hour tops.” With a sigh you nodded, and let your mom out. “Well chickpea, I guess it’s time to meet my team, and then you can tell me what’s wrong.” You watched his face light up and you set him down and grabbed his hand. It was now or never, carefully you lead him back to the bullpen, and sat him on your desk.

“Ah (y/n)! You’re back, uh, mind introducing us to your little friend.” You glared at Tony, the man just knew how to press buttons without noticing. “This is Mason, my son. He had a bad day so he will be here for an hour.” Was all you said before sitting in your chair and signing into the computer. It was quiet for a moment before Mason spoke up, “ your eyes look like mine, so you’re cool.” Gibbs smirked before titling his head and saying, “Why don’t I show you around for a little, if your mother agrees of course.” You nodded, and helped Mason off the desk before watching him walk off holding his dads hand. Once they were out of sight you turned to the other three, “ask away. I know you have questions.”

They glanced at each other before they rushed you with questions. “How old is he?” “How come we didn’t know about him until now?” “Is that why you left that one time?” “Who’s his dad, and do we know him?” Once you thought they had let it all out you took a glance around. “He’s five, so yes he is the reason I went to work for Pride. I didn’t tell you guys because it came as a surprise and I knew once you guys knew I would have to tell his dad, and yes McGee, you all know his dad.” You smiled at them before turning back to your computer. For Bishop and McGee, it was an easy guess as to who it was but Tony took way longer. Gibbs, and Mason had returned by the time Tony had shouted, “Holy shit, no fucking way.” That promptly earned him a smack to the from Gibbs, and a “Tony there’s a kid in the room.” From you.

An hour had passed and your mother had returned to pick up Mason. Gibbs helped him repack his bag and you waved them off before letting out a sigh. “Think we need to talk, in my office.” Gibbs said before walking to the elevator and pressing the button. You knew this day was coming, and yet you were certainly about to shit yourself once you stepped into the elevator. You turned to face him before looking down at the ground, “look, I know what you’re going to say and I’m sorry.”

“Why didn’t you tell me, give me a sign or a hint. Why didn’t I get a chance?”

“You said it was a mistake so I thought you wouldn’t want to be apart of his life. I wanted to tell you, Pride wanted to but I begged him to wait until I was ready.” You glanced up at him to try and get a reading of how he was feeling. He was quiet for a while, as if he was thinking of what could fix the situation. “I thought you wouldn’t want to keep seeing each other. We weren’t exactly sober, and I thought it would make it easier but if that’s my son I deserved to know.” His voice was cracking which made you reach out to grab his arm. “He’s yours, and I want you there Jethro. It wasn’t a mistake for me, I got the best thing in the world out of it.” Was all you could say to him, hoping that it would start the healing process for both of you.

He nodded before reaching over and pressing the button and starting the elevator back up. Nothing else was said, and you went back to your desk confused but no longer feeling guilty. Work went as work does and soon everyone was going home, and surprisingly Gibbs left before everyone else, leaving your questions unanswered. The drive felt like it went on for years, but you were ready to cuddle with your son and but the day behind you.

It was a little after eight when the door bell had rung, and after making sure your son was safe you went to check the door. After taking a quick glance out of the peephole you pulled the door open and leaned against it. “I didn’t know what kind of toys kids liked or what kind of clothes he wore, but I got some stuff for my son.” You let out a small laugh and let Gibbs in, taking the bags from him. “Where did you even go to get this stuff?” You asked him as you pulled out small packages of toy boats, and a pair of small pajama pants. “I had some help, that’s why I left early. I know that I’m five years late but i want to be here (y/n), I want to know my son.” He spoke with the same firmness he did during cases. Right as you were about to speak a small voice cut you off, “mommy, you okay?” You turned around and looked at your son before picking him and turning back to Gibbs. “I want you to meet someone sweetie, someone you should have met.” You let out a sigh before pressing a small kiss to Masons head. “I meet him mommy, he has cool eyes.” He was so innocent, so pure. “Mason, this is your daddy.”

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