It hadn't taken Tim and Lillian long to fall asleep, both worn out. As per usual when Lillian slept and Tim was home she was on her side, facing away from him with one of his arms wrapped around her waist and the other was resting under her head acting as a pillow. She shifted slightly and mumbled incoherently. She moved one of her hands to hold the one that was resting on her stomach. Feeling the movement, Tim buried his face in her neck and pressed a light kiss where he could feel her pulse. He pulled her closer unconsciously just as his alarm clock went off signalling that it was 0700.

Tim raised his head and glared at the clock as if it were plotting against him. He reluctantly let go of Lillian and he allowed a small smile when she whimpered in protest. He pushed back the covers and grabbed his boxers from where he had dropped them the night before. Quietly he slipped them on and moved around the room gathering his clothes for the day before heading to the bathroom for his regular morning shower. It didn't take him long to get himself clean and when he emerged from the bathroom 15 minutes later he could smell coffee and bacon meaning that Lillian had woken up.

Tim made his way to the kitchen and broke out in a wide smile. Standing at the stove, diligently watching the bacon was his wife wearing his shirt from the day before and a pair of her shorts. He snuck up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his head on her shoulder. "Good morning Timmy," she as she flipped the bacon over. It was one of the morning traditions they had, once a week their breakfast would be bacon sandwiches, something that they both loved. "Morning beautiful." Tim said before kissing her on the cheek. Feeling that she was a little warm he frowned. "Are you feeling ok honey?"

Lillian looked at him and smiled. "I'm fine Timmy; trust me I'd tell you if I wasn't." His biggest fear with her was that she'd get sick one day and that would be it. This was the reason why whenever she seemed to get a fever he'd panic, wondering if that would be it for them. Lillian of course would usually just tell him to stop worrying and then she'd take her daily medications. "Oh, do me a favour Timmy, before you come home tonight if it isn't too late can you pick up my prescription? I'm almost out." Timmy nodded and he moved to put bread in the toaster.

Five minutes later Tim and Lillian were sitting together eating the bacon sandwiches and talking about what Lillian would be doing that day. She had a major marketing project for a company that need some final touches on them before she could send them off to her boss who would pass it off to the company itself. That was what was good about her job, she didn't even have to leave home making the chances of her getting sick smaller. Of course there was always the chance that Tim would bring something home and when that happened he stayed in the spare bedroom/office.

When they finished eating Tim took their plates and put them in the dishwasher with the plates that were left from the day before and Lillian hadn't bothered washing because there wasn't enough there to worry about. Tim went into the living room to sit with his wife before he had to leave for the day which was in about 10 minutes. Sitting beside her he pulled her closer and wrapped his arm around her shoulders as she snuggled into him. This was another one of their routines, it was something they used to spend as much time together as possible and so far it had worked wonderfully.

The 10 minutes went by faster than either of them wanted and Tim had to leave. Tim pulled her to him and moved her hair out of her face. He gently cupped her cheek and moved in to give her a gentle kiss. She returned the kiss, running her fingers through his hair once and then broke the kiss. "Be careful out there Timmy, I love you." Tim pulled her into a hug and kissed her forehead. "I love you too Lil, I'll call if I'm going to be late." He gave her another quick kiss and then left.

Lillian sighed and moved back to the bedroom. She hated when he left because she never really knew if it was the last time, although she trusted Gibbs to keep her man safe. She decided to take a quick shower before heading into her office, aka the spare bedroom, to get some work done. She didn't take long in the shower, she never did. Moving into the bedroom in just a towel and dried herself off. She proceeded to get dressed in a pair of jeans and a sweater, it was summer but for some reason she was cold, she hoped she wasn't getting sick, Timmy always got over protective when she did.

Soon enough she had dried her blond hair and put it up in a ponytail and she went into the "office" and booted up her work computer, they had 2 computers, one for work and one for Tim to play his games on. Once it was booted she got down to work, finishing the design for a telephone company that wanted their logo revamped. A half hour after she began working she heard what sounded like someone breaking down her door. Not knowing whether to check it out or not she picked up the cordless phone to call Tim.