New NCIS Fic: Emily Who?
Title: Emily Who?
Fandom: NCIS
Characters: Kate, Tony, Emily, Abby, Fornell, Gerald, Ducky, Gibbs
Prompt: #76 Who?
Word Count: 956
Rating: K+
Summary: Sitting on Gibbs’ desk reading a book was an eight or nine year old little girl.
Author's Notes: This is an AU, inspired in part by wiccagirl24’s wonderful Kelly!verse. In this ‘verse Emily Fornell is actually Emily Gibbs. Takes place shortly after Kate joins NCIS. Hopefully this the references in here work; I am hopelessly without any female nieces or cousins of this age.
Kate ground to a halt as she and Tony entered the bullpen. Sitting on Gibbs’ desk reading a book was an eight or nine year old little girl. Her blond hair was up in pigtail and her legs were swinging; she looked very much at home.
“Gees, Kate, warn a guy when you’re gonna stop like that,” Tony grumbled as he nearly ran into her back.
In response she just pointed at the child.
A smile light up Tony’s face as he moved around Kate and walked over to Gibbs’ desk. Placing his hands on either side of her, Tony leaned towards the girl, “My bella, Emily!”
“Tony,” the girl smiled as she looked up from her book.
“You get bigger and prettier every time I see you, bella. Pretty soon you’re going to be old enough to finally marry me.”
She placed her hands on his shoulders, “Sorry, Tony, I can’t marry you.”
“Why not,” he gave her his best puppy dog eyes.
“Cause I’ve decided to marry Zack Hanson.”
Tony grabbed his chest with both hands and stumbled back gasping as if he was in pain, “Oh, Em, how could you wound me like that.”
Kate and Emily both giggled at his antics.
“Hey, I’ve taught her well,” Abby smiled as she walked into the bullpen. “Always go for the musicians.”
Opening her arms, the girl turned to the voice, “Aunt Abby! I haven’t seen you in forever.”
“Don’t exaggerate, Em. It’s only been three weeks,” Abby picked the girl up with an ease that amazed Kate and carried her to sit on her lap in Gibbs’ chair.
She snuggled into Abby, “But we missed our weekend together.”
“Well, we could fix a little of that,” FBI Agent Tobias Fornell walked past Kate and directly to the two girls. “How about church and lunch on Sunday?”
“Could we, Papa,” the little girl looked up at his pleading.
Kate sighed and moved towards her desk. One mystery solved: the child was Fornell’s.
“Well, since it was my suggestion, if Aunt Abby doesn’t have plans…”
Abby shook her head, “Nope, no plans. But we have to have waffles and chicken after church.”
“My favorite,” Emily hugged the Goth, who until this moment watching Abby with Emily, Kate wouldn’t have never considered motherly. The way she acted towards the girl made Kate reevaluate that position.
Smiling fondly at both of them, Fornell asked, “Ready to go, Em? We want to get dinner before the movie.”
“We have to call Daddy. He’s down in autopsy with Uncle Ducky.”
Kate was once again completely confused. She looked towards Tony hoping for clarification, but he was on the phone and not following the activity at Gibbs’ desk.
Over the speaker phone, Gerald’s voice filled the air, “Autopsy.”
“Hi, Gerald,” Emily leaned backwards off Abby’s lap. “Is my Daddy there?”
“Hi, Emily. He’s here, but he’s heading up to you now. Your Uncle Ducky wants to talk though.”
“Kay.”
“Hello, Emily,” Ducky’s voice replaced that of Gerald’s.
The child’s smile increased three-fold, which Kate wouldn’t have thought possible, “Hi ya, Uncle Duck.”
“I’m sorry I couldn’t come up to visit with you this time.”
“It’s okay. You’re working,” her tone suggested she was used to those around her disappearing into their work.
Ducky’s voice was even softer than normal, “Yes, and I must get back to work. Have a good time Finding Nemo.”
She giggled, “We will. Kisses and hugs.”
“X’s and O’s.”
“I love you,” they said together as the call ended, attesting to a long held tradition.
Just then Gibbs appeared from the rear elevators.
He clamped a hand down on Fornell’s shoulder, “Tobias.”
“Jethro,” the other man acknowledged with a touch of humor in his voice.
Gibbs turned his attention to the child, “Ready to go, Em?”
“You betcha,” she gave Abby a kiss and scrambled off her lap. Running to Gibbs she wrapped her arms around his waist, “I’ll see you Monday, Daddy.”
Gibbs ran a hand over her golden hair, “Yeah. Be good for Papa, baby.”
“I will be,” she smiled at both men.
Picking up a pink backpack that Kate hadn’t noticed before, Fornell gave Gibbs a look, “Walk us out?”
“Sure,” Gibbs replied, then turned to Abby. “Ducky’s got samples for you.”
Getting up from Gibbs’s chair, she smiled, “My favorite. I’ll see you guys on Sunday.”
“See ya, Aunt Abby,” Emily waved to the departing scientist. Heading for the elevator, Emily waved at Tony then Kate, “See ya, Tony. Bye, Kate.”
Tony smiled brightly, “Bye, beautiful, see ya soon.”
“Ah… bye,” Kate didn’t know how the girl knew her name. She waited and watched until Fornell, Gibbs and Emily were in the elevator. The doors slid shut and Kate found herself staring at them for several long seconds in contemplation. Finally, she turned back to look at her partner and hissed his name.
He looked up from his computer and frowned, “What?”
“What the hell was that all about?”
“You mean Emily,” he asked confusedly.
Her eyes rolled at his stupidity, “Yeah.”
Tony shrugged, “That’s Emily. She’s Gibbs’ and Fornell’s kid. She’s really sweet, but don’t tease her. Abby taught her how to punch.”
“Gibbs and Fornell,” she stared at him. “What they adopted a kids together? Were they, you know?”
“No,” Gibbs strode through the bullpen a fresh coffee in his hand. “I had a kid with my second ex-wife, who then married Fornell, and then died of cancer. Tobias and I share custody. And Tony’s right, she’s got a mean left hook. I’m heading back to autopsy.”
Tony grinned at Kate, “See isn’t this better than guarding the President?”
She stuck her tongue out at him and went back to work.
Fandom: NCIS
Characters: Kate, Tony, Emily, Abby, Fornell, Gerald, Ducky, Gibbs
Prompt: #76 Who?
Word Count: 956
Rating: K+
Summary: Sitting on Gibbs’ desk reading a book was an eight or nine year old little girl.
Author's Notes: This is an AU, inspired in part by wiccagirl24’s wonderful Kelly!verse. In this ‘verse Emily Fornell is actually Emily Gibbs. Takes place shortly after Kate joins NCIS. Hopefully this the references in here work; I am hopelessly without any female nieces or cousins of this age.
Kate ground to a halt as she and Tony entered the bullpen. Sitting on Gibbs’ desk reading a book was an eight or nine year old little girl. Her blond hair was up in pigtail and her legs were swinging; she looked very much at home.
“Gees, Kate, warn a guy when you’re gonna stop like that,” Tony grumbled as he nearly ran into her back.
In response she just pointed at the child.
A smile light up Tony’s face as he moved around Kate and walked over to Gibbs’ desk. Placing his hands on either side of her, Tony leaned towards the girl, “My bella, Emily!”
“Tony,” the girl smiled as she looked up from her book.
“You get bigger and prettier every time I see you, bella. Pretty soon you’re going to be old enough to finally marry me.”
She placed her hands on his shoulders, “Sorry, Tony, I can’t marry you.”
“Why not,” he gave her his best puppy dog eyes.
“Cause I’ve decided to marry Zack Hanson.”
Tony grabbed his chest with both hands and stumbled back gasping as if he was in pain, “Oh, Em, how could you wound me like that.”
Kate and Emily both giggled at his antics.
“Hey, I’ve taught her well,” Abby smiled as she walked into the bullpen. “Always go for the musicians.”
Opening her arms, the girl turned to the voice, “Aunt Abby! I haven’t seen you in forever.”
“Don’t exaggerate, Em. It’s only been three weeks,” Abby picked the girl up with an ease that amazed Kate and carried her to sit on her lap in Gibbs’ chair.
She snuggled into Abby, “But we missed our weekend together.”
“Well, we could fix a little of that,” FBI Agent Tobias Fornell walked past Kate and directly to the two girls. “How about church and lunch on Sunday?”
“Could we, Papa,” the little girl looked up at his pleading.
Kate sighed and moved towards her desk. One mystery solved: the child was Fornell’s.
“Well, since it was my suggestion, if Aunt Abby doesn’t have plans…”
Abby shook her head, “Nope, no plans. But we have to have waffles and chicken after church.”
“My favorite,” Emily hugged the Goth, who until this moment watching Abby with Emily, Kate wouldn’t have never considered motherly. The way she acted towards the girl made Kate reevaluate that position.
Smiling fondly at both of them, Fornell asked, “Ready to go, Em? We want to get dinner before the movie.”
“We have to call Daddy. He’s down in autopsy with Uncle Ducky.”
Kate was once again completely confused. She looked towards Tony hoping for clarification, but he was on the phone and not following the activity at Gibbs’ desk.
Over the speaker phone, Gerald’s voice filled the air, “Autopsy.”
“Hi, Gerald,” Emily leaned backwards off Abby’s lap. “Is my Daddy there?”
“Hi, Emily. He’s here, but he’s heading up to you now. Your Uncle Ducky wants to talk though.”
“Kay.”
“Hello, Emily,” Ducky’s voice replaced that of Gerald’s.
The child’s smile increased three-fold, which Kate wouldn’t have thought possible, “Hi ya, Uncle Duck.”
“I’m sorry I couldn’t come up to visit with you this time.”
“It’s okay. You’re working,” her tone suggested she was used to those around her disappearing into their work.
Ducky’s voice was even softer than normal, “Yes, and I must get back to work. Have a good time Finding Nemo.”
She giggled, “We will. Kisses and hugs.”
“X’s and O’s.”
“I love you,” they said together as the call ended, attesting to a long held tradition.
Just then Gibbs appeared from the rear elevators.
He clamped a hand down on Fornell’s shoulder, “Tobias.”
“Jethro,” the other man acknowledged with a touch of humor in his voice.
Gibbs turned his attention to the child, “Ready to go, Em?”
“You betcha,” she gave Abby a kiss and scrambled off her lap. Running to Gibbs she wrapped her arms around his waist, “I’ll see you Monday, Daddy.”
Gibbs ran a hand over her golden hair, “Yeah. Be good for Papa, baby.”
“I will be,” she smiled at both men.
Picking up a pink backpack that Kate hadn’t noticed before, Fornell gave Gibbs a look, “Walk us out?”
“Sure,” Gibbs replied, then turned to Abby. “Ducky’s got samples for you.”
Getting up from Gibbs’s chair, she smiled, “My favorite. I’ll see you guys on Sunday.”
“See ya, Aunt Abby,” Emily waved to the departing scientist. Heading for the elevator, Emily waved at Tony then Kate, “See ya, Tony. Bye, Kate.”
Tony smiled brightly, “Bye, beautiful, see ya soon.”
“Ah… bye,” Kate didn’t know how the girl knew her name. She waited and watched until Fornell, Gibbs and Emily were in the elevator. The doors slid shut and Kate found herself staring at them for several long seconds in contemplation. Finally, she turned back to look at her partner and hissed his name.
He looked up from his computer and frowned, “What?”
“What the hell was that all about?”
“You mean Emily,” he asked confusedly.
Her eyes rolled at his stupidity, “Yeah.”
Tony shrugged, “That’s Emily. She’s Gibbs’ and Fornell’s kid. She’s really sweet, but don’t tease her. Abby taught her how to punch.”
“Gibbs and Fornell,” she stared at him. “What they adopted a kids together? Were they, you know?”
“No,” Gibbs strode through the bullpen a fresh coffee in his hand. “I had a kid with my second ex-wife, who then married Fornell, and then died of cancer. Tobias and I share custody. And Tony’s right, she’s got a mean left hook. I’m heading back to autopsy.”
Tony grinned at Kate, “See isn’t this better than guarding the President?”
She stuck her tongue out at him and went back to work.