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A Picture's Worth

You and your husband are organizing your photos. You can't help but look at them and smile at all the memories.

McGee: Do you remember this?

You: Aww I love that picture. Tony took it. I don't think you'd been at NCIS a week.

McGee: Probies together.

You: You were a probie. I was six months in.

You keep looking through the photos when McGee spots one in particular.

McGee: Guess what I found?

You: What?

McGee: The photos from when you went undercover as a pregnant woman.

You: Let me see.

McGee: You were the most beautiful fake pregnant woman I'd ever seen.

You: Aww yeah. I loved that baby bump.

McGee: You refused to take it off.

You: Everyone was so sweet to me. They all wanted to know how far along I was and if the baby was a boy or a girl.

McGee: What did you tell them?

(You and McGee have tried to get pregnant many times, but it's never happened)

You: (softly) I told them it was a boy

You start to get a little more emotional.

You: (whisper) I wish it could of been real.

He puts his arm around you, pulls you close and kisses your head.

McGee: I know. Me too.

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Smelly Husband

You've been home for a few hours while you're husband/coworker is undercover as a homeless man. You're in bed half asleep when he walks in the door.

You: Why do you still smell like cat pee?

McGee: I didn't want to go back to the navy yard just to shower.

You: You're not getting in this bed until you do.

McGee: I'm going, just give me a minute.

You: Ugh I hope our shower doesn't smell after this.

He kisses you on the cheek.

You: Timothy!

McGee: It's not going to smell.