Chapter One: The Phone Call

Anyone who knew Leroy Jethro Gibbs would agree that he was not a man who got shocked easily. In fact, some would even say that they'd never seen him in a situation where he was even mildly confused about the event being displayed before him.

Which is why, if those very same people had seen Gibbs' face the moment he registered who had called him, they wouldn't have been able to believe their eyes.

"Dad?" Gibbs' voice came out more incredulous than he'd planned. "What's going on? Wait, hang on a minute."

Grabbing the coffee cup the young girl behind the counter handed to him, he made his way quickly out of the crowded shop.

"Ok, Dad. I can hear you now," he said as he made his way to his car.

"That's great son." Jackson Gibbs sounded more than mildly amused.

Gibbs Jr. rolled his eyes slightly.

"What can I do for you?" he asked his father.

"Well, I was wondering if you were going to be doing anything for Thanksgiving this year."

"Uh." Gibbs didn't know what to say. He and his father hadn't shared any holidays together since Shannon and Kelly had…had…

"I don't really know Dad," he answered honestly. Suddenly, he realized that he was doing what he'd been doing for so many years and immediately regretted it.

"But I could drop by," he added quickly.

He could almost see his father's smile through the miles that separated them.

"Alright, son," Jack said nonchalantly, "Come by if you have time."

"Sure," Gibbs agreed quietly. "See ya, Dad."

He smiled when he realized Jack had already hung up.