(The morning of her birthday)
Rolling over in her bed, it's Saturday. I can finally catch up on my sleep. Screw my birthday! Burying her face in her pillow, she slowly inhales before falling back asleep.
Tim carefully opens her bedroom door, smiling when he sees her still asleep. "Go on Jethro. Get on the bed." Watching the dog hop on the bed, he leans against the doorframe watching the scene that was about to unravel.
Feeling weight on Tim's side of the bed, Bella subconsciously rolls over, a whine pulling her out of her sleep. Opening her eyes to find Jethro inches from her face, she lets out a shriek and tries to pull away, but winds up falling to the floor.
Unable to suppress his laughter, Tim makes his way over to help her stand. "That was not funny Tim," Bella says glaring at him.
"I thought it was funny. Oh come one Bells, you should have seen the look on your face."
"Remind me to have him wake you up the same way," she grumbles attempting to walk away from him.
Wrapping his arms around her from behind, "I've had him the past few years love, trust me, I know how he wakes people up. Though that's the first time anyone has ever wound up on the floor."
Smiling up at him she lets out a laugh, "If you say so. Would you be willing to get me a cup of coffee? Please?" She asks with a slight pout.
"Sure." Barely making it past her doorway, her bedroom door slams shut behind him and he hears the lock click on her door. "Bells?"
"See if you ever try that again Tim," she replies angrily.
Guess I should have seen that one coming.
(6 pm later that night)
Pulling up in front of her uncle's house, Bella turns and gives Tim a confused look. "He made me promise to bring you by before dinner. Since I value my life, I figured it was probably best to agree."
Laughing at him, she steps out of the car as he gets to her side. Intertwining his fingers with hers, they slowly make their way up the pathway. Knocking on the door, they vaguely hear Gibbs yell a "come in." Slipping his coat off, "He's probably down in the basement."
She moves towards the living room, "He's always in the basement," she replies with a laugh. Making it past the doorway, a light in the kitchen flickers on as a bunch of people pop out, "Surprise!"
Taking a step back, she shrieks in surprise. Hearing Tim laugh she turns on him, "You knew about this?!" Seeing him nod, she tries to glare at him before shaking her head with a smile on her face. "This is what you've been up to?"
He can't help but laugh as she stares at him completely shocked. "Well, what did you think we were doing?"
An all too familiar voice calls out, "Bella? No, there is no way this young woman could be my granddaughter."
Hearing her grandfather's voice, she beams as she turns around seeing Jackson step forward. "Grandpa!"
Pulling her into a hug, he looks her over. "Every time I see you, you look more and more like your mother."
Bella smiles sadly, though she knows that it is a compliment and not a curse, being told that she looks like her mom still hurts.
Knowing his granddaughter all too well, he holds her hands in his. "Bella it is a good thing. Besides, you wouldn't want to look like Jethro when you get older would you?"
"What exactly are you trying to say Dad?" Gibbs asks as he approaches his niece and father. Slipping his arm around Bella's shoulders he gives her a side hug and a kiss on her temple, "Happy Birthday sweetheart."
"Thank you Uncle Jay," she says, smiling up at her uncle. Spotting Ziva and Tony at the other end of the room, "If you'll excuse me, I'm going to go talk to a few people." Jethro and Jackson smile as she walks towards the other two agents.
Looking up from Ziva, Tony grins, "Well, if it isn't the birthday girl."
Rolling her eyes, Bella smiles, "Hi Tony, thank you for coming."
Wrapping his arm tighter around Ziva he just smirks, "Yeah well lets just say if I didn't make an appearance, I would be the next one with a hairline fracture."
Taking the perfect shot, Bella smacks the back of his head; "I hope she breaks it then."
Ziva chuckles, "I am standing right here you know."
Bella smiles, "Your point, Zi?"
Glaring between her best friend and her boyfriend, Ziva says, "Next time I will not be so easy on you Bella, nor you my little Hairy Butt."
Gulping Tony looks up, "Well, I think I'm going to go talk to Ducky. Bye."
Bella and Ziva laugh watching as Tony makes a get away. "My boyfriend the rooster."
"Chicken, Ziva," Bella corrects, then smiles at her friend, "Thank you, Ziva."
Ziva furrows her eyebrows, "For what?"
Bella gestures with her hand, "This, thank you for helping Tim and Abby with the planning, I'm sorry I had to get you to fight me to get the truth out of Tim, but this is worth it."
Ziva smiles, "You're welcome."
Watching her make her rounds talking to everyone who came to the party, Gibbs slips away from the crowd heading towards the door leading to the basement. Slipping away unnoticed, he makes his way to the new boat that now resided in his basement. Walking over to the desk, he opens a drawer pulling out the black ring box that Tim had given him to hold a few days earlier. The ring was beautiful. He had to admit, Tim had pretty good taste.
Sighing, he leans against the desk staring at the one thing that was going to change both of their lives forever. Who would have thought that giving her away to Tim would be harder than giving her away to Connor? Tim would care for her and love her; there was no doubt in his mind about that. It just unnerved him that his Bella was already a woman going off on her own.
Hearing the door creak open, Tim's voice call down the stairs, "Boss?"
Hearing Tim's voice Gibbs stands up straight, "Down here McGee."
Making his way down the basement stairs, Tim glances at the boat before seeing his boss. "Everything alright?"
Gibbs grunts, "Thought you might want this." Making his way to where Tim was standing he places the black box into Tim's hand.
Smiling nervously, he nods, "That would come in handy later." Taking in Jethro's solemn face, Tim asks, "You okay, Boss?"
Looking up Gibbs nods, "Yep."
Knowing that there is more than what Gibbs is letting on to, but being wise enough not to push, Tim only nods, and slips the ring into his pocket. "Well, wish me luck."
"Good luck, Tim. And, congratulations," Gibbs says.
Tim smiles, "She hasn't accepted yet, Boss."
"No, but she will."
Tim smiles, and walks back up to the party.
Softly swaying to the faint jazz music, Bella lays her head on Tim's chest. "Tim, thank you."
Slightly confused, "For what Bells?"
"This is the best birthday I've ever had. I just-I wanted to thank you, for everything. It really means a lot to me."
Stopping in the middle of the song, Tim looks down to be met with Bella's confused face. "Is everything ok?"
He waits on her couch as she is still getting ready to go, he knows that Abby will be less than thrilled if they are even a millisecond late for the party, but he doesn't care. He wants this day to be perfect, and if that means she takes her time getting ready, then so be it.
Walking down the stairs, she sees Tim reclined on her couch, smiling to her self; she walks over to him and sits beside him. "So, I have a thought," Bella says, gaining Tim's attention.
Tim smiles over at her, "And what is your thought?"
She bites her lower lip and answers, "Well, first you have to promise to at least consider it."
Laughing a little he agrees, "I promise."
She nods, "Ok. How would you feel about moving in with me?"
Tim's eyes grow wide; he wasn't expecting this, though she really isn't expecting what he has in store for her either. Smiling, he leans in and kisses her, "We will discuss this further after dinner, but so far I am leaning towards 'absolutely'."
Relax Tim, just relax and it'll be ok. "Bella, I have to tell you something." Seeing her eyes go wide, he gives Bella a small smile before taking both of her hands in his, holding them to his chest.
"In a few weeks, you will have been a part of my life for a year but ever since you stepped off the elevator at NCIS last February, you've had me. I know that we had a bumpy start but I wouldn't change it for anything. You are the best thing in my life and I don't want to ever let you go. I love you Bella Woods." Letting go of one of her hands, he reaches into his pants pocket pulling out a small black box as he slowly drops to one knee.
Seeing him open the box to reveal one of the most beautiful rings she's ever seen, her free hand flies to her mouth. Her eyes flicker back to his, trying to will away the tears she can feel coming.
"Bella, would you do me the honor of being my wife?"
Momentarily losing her voice, she nods. "Yes. Yes Tim I will."
Smiling at the look on her face, Tim stands as she flies into his arms. He carefully slips the ring on her finger before she pulls him into passion-filled kiss. Feeling the various emotions she's placed in the kiss, he places one hand on her cheek and the other cups the base of her neck, intertwined in her hair, holding her close. Vaguely remembering that they were not only in the presence of his family but also her family (who had several guns inside), he slowly pulls away, "I love you Bells."
"I love you too Tim," She whispers before leaning into him, closing her eyes and smiling as she feels his arms wrap around her back holding her close.
Suddenly feeling another warm body collide against hers, "I'm so happy for you guys!"
Laughing, she wraps an arm around the Goth now at her side. "Thank you Abby, though I have a feeling you had some part of planning this."
Smiling, "Well the party was my idea. It was Tim's idea to marry you."
Bella laughs, "Gee, thanks Abby."
"Oh, I didn't mean that in a bad way it's just-"
Putting a hand over Abby's mouth, Bella smiles, "I was kidding."
"Ok, Mr. and Mrs. McRomeo," Tony says, walking up to the couple with Ziva, "We wanted to say congratulations."
Bella narrows her eyes at the Senior Field Agent, "McRomeo? Really Tony?"
Abby grins deviously, "Well, gang's all here." She reaches out and violently pulls in Bella's left arm.
"OW, Abby, its attached!" Bella yelps.
Abby looks at Ziva who shrugs along with her, "You have a spare. Lets see the rock."
Bella looks around the house, and outside for the one man she hasn't seen since Tim proposed, she heads for the basement, knowing that's where he does all his heavy thinking. Opening the door she smiles as she watches him sand one of the ribs of his boat.
She makes it half way down the stairs when she says, "Penny for your thoughts, Uncle Jay?"
Taking a sip of his bourbon he turns towards his nieces voice. "Not thinking of anything," he says, offering her a sanding tool.
She takes the tool, and begins to sand the rib next to the one he's working on. "So, what do you think?"
"About what?" Gibbs asks.
Turning to face him, she looks at him sadly, "Uncle Jay, don't be like that. Tell me how you feel about this?"
Gibbs smiles sadly at her, seeing the five year old that would light up at his mere presence. "I feel like I'm losing you, Bells."
She drops the sanding tool and grabs her Uncle's hand, "You're not losing me, Uncle Jay. You do know that I wouldn't have accepted Tim's proposal if you didn't like him, right? I also wouldn't have accepted if I knew that he wouldn't be able to take care of me, or be able to hold his own with you."
Gibbs chuckles, and rubs her cheek with his thumb, "I know that, sweetie, it'll just be hard to give you away."
Bella nods, tears clouding her eyes she wraps her arms around her Uncle, "You can do it, Marine. I love you, Uncle Jay."
Gibbs kisses the top of her head, and smiles, "I love you too, Kiddo." At least she fell for McGee and not DiNozzo.
And that's all we wrote! The first story is done and the second should hopefully be up relatively soon (crosses fingers) but we shall see.
Oh, I hope to upload the rings and the dresses (her wedding and bridesmaids)…think that's it.
Reviews are awesome!