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pairing: jake ‘hangman’ seresin x fem pilot!reader (last name: abbott, call sign: medusa)

characters: jake seresin, reader, the dagger squad + maverick and warlock, leroy jethro gibbs, ziva david, timothy mcgee, anthony dinozzo junior, donald mallard (ducky), james palmer, abby scuito, secnav, male villian!oc - Cole Cooke

warnings: THIS FIC IS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, language, death, SA, torture, abuse (not by hangman), car accident (mentioned), vomiting, guns, canon violence, i’m sorry if i missed any, please let me know and I will add it to the list

word count: ~10.6k (i-i don’t know what to tell you)

a/n: the NCIS team will consist of Gibbs, McGee, DiNozzo, and Ziva (mainly because that’s the season i’m currently on) and the Dagger Squad is temporarily stationed at Oceana

like mentioned in the warning, this fic contains sensitive themes, reader discrection is advised

**********

The Gibbs Team looked at the plasma, looking over the military file displayed on it.

Tony crossed his arms over his chest and got closer to the screen, “She’s pretty, real pretty.” “She’s missing DiNozzo,” Gibbs said, walking into the bullpen with his coffee. “How did you-” Gibbs just stared at him. “Nevermind.”

McGee rolled his eyes before turning to the screen. “Lieutenant Y/N ‘Medusa’ Abbott was reported UA this morning by her captain, Captain Pete Mitchell.” Ziva spoke up, “She’s a Naval Aviator, graduated top of her class and has flown several high profile missions.” “She also was a TOP GUN graduate, graduating in the number one spot there as well,” Tony added.

“She got a backseater?” Gibbs asked. “Uh, no, not anymore,” Tim said, looking down at the ground. “Not anymore?” The image changed to one of a photo of Y/N and her backseater. “Lieutenant Jordan Winters was in a car accident in 2018. He was in a coma for a month, when he woke up the damage to his legs had been so severe that he was discharged,” Tony elaborated.

Gibbs nodded, “What about her wingman?” Ziva pressed the clicker, “Lieutenant Jacob Seresin, call sign ‘Hangman’; also graduated top of his class and graduated from TOP GUN in the number one slot.” Tony winced, “Wonder what he did to earn a call sign like that.” Ziva chuckled, “I can think of a few things.”

A smack sounded out in the bullpen.

Ziva and Tony rubbed the back of their heads. “Right, sorry boss.”

“We need to talk to her squadron, Captain Mitchell, and Admiral Bates,” he walked around his desk and grabbed his coffee. “DiNozzo, you’re with me.” “Gibbs, why are we looking into this? She’s only been UA a few hours, that’s not really enough to classify her as missing,” Ziva questioned. “My gut.”

As Gibbs and Tony got into the elevator, “McGee, I want a BOLO out for her vehicle.” “Yes, Boss.”

********

After flashing their badges to the gate they went into the training facility.

“How can I help you guys?” The secretary asked as he looked up from his computer. “Do you know where we can find Admiral Bates?” “He should be in his office, he’s expecting you.” Gibbs nodded and went down the hall.

He knocked and received a ‘come in’.

Gibbs walked in flashing his badge, “Admiral Bates? Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs, NCIS. This is Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo.” Warlock stood, “Glad you could make it here so soon. I know Captain Mitchell called it in, but he was ordered to start training as usual.” “Is he on the ground?” Warlock nodded, “Yes, as are the rest of the pilots. If you’ll follow me I can show you the way.”

As he led the way, they asked him questions. Like what Y/N was like, what her relationship was with her squad and her commanding officers. And Warlock had nothing but positive responses.

They entered the hangar seeing the pilots sitting casually, standing at attention when the Admiral entered the room.

“You may be seated.” Warlock gestured to the agents, “They are Special Agents Gibbs and DiNozzo. They’re from NCIS.”

Payback sat up with a furrowed brow, “NCIS? What happened?” Warlock sighed, “As you all know, Lieutenant Abbott did not report this morning. They’re here to ask you all some questions.”

Gibbs turned to Maverick, “Captain, I’d like to speak with you first.” “Of course, my office is this way.”

******

In Maverick’s office, Gibbs asked him questions about Y/N.

“You called this in very early, why?” Maverick sighed, “Med- Lieutenant Abbott, has never been UA and has barely ever called in sick. I’ve had to send her home a few times actually.” Tony nodded before asking his own question, “So, there is no possibility that she’s late?” “No, sir.”

Maverick sighed, “I just, I have this feeling that something’s very wrong. It’s in my gut, and my gut is usually right.” Tony and Gibbs shared a look, nodding.

“Is there anyone that might want to hurt her for any reason?” Tony asked. Pete shook his head, “Not that I know of. She’s loved by everyone on this squad and her past squads had nothing but nice things to say about her.” Gibbs sat up, “We need to personally talk with each of those pilots out there.” Mav nodded, “Of course, whatever you need.”

******

They spoke with Hangman first.

“What can you tell us about Lieutenant Abbott?” Gibbs asked. “She’s one of the best damn fighter pilots around. It’s an honor flying with her,” Jake answered honestly.

“You’ve flown with her for a while, nearly your whole career,” Tony pointed out. “Yes, sir. We were in another squadron together before being reassigned to this one.” Both nodded.

Gibbs glanced down at Y/N’s file. “She’s got a badass call sign. ‘Medusa’. Let me guess, you gave that to her?” Jake nodded, smiling at the memory, “I did.” “Why Medusa?” Jake chuckled, “Well, first she flies stone cold. If she ever gets hit on in a bar, the look she has could kill. She also loves mythology, it’s one of her hyperfixations.” He smiled as he remembered the last reason, “She’s got a sick Medusa tattoo on her thigh.”

Tony raised his brows, huffing in amusement.

Jake tensed at that, and Gibbs noticed, but didn’t mention it.

“You mentioned that she got hit on, do you think any of those guys would maybe try to hurt her because she rejected them?” DiNozzo asked. Hangman frowned a little, thinking, “No, most of them are usually drunk and just move on to the next girl.” “Were there any that didn’t move on?” He nodded, “A few, but they tend to move on when the rest of us size him up from across the room.”

“Has anything like that happened since you’ve been stationed here?” Gibbs asked. “No, mainly because she’s not too familiar with the area or the bars so she usually doesn’t go up to the bar alone.” “What about her stone cold stare?” Tony asked, a hint of mirth in his tone. “It still works, but some guys tend to take that as playing hard to get. So, one of us guys usually goes to the bar with her. If she needs to go to the bathroom, she goes with Phoenix or Halo.” They nodded, writing their notes down.

“What about her relationship with her backseater?” Jake chuckled, “Her and X-Ray are like brother and sister. She still visits him when she gets the chance.” Tony arched a quizzical eyebrow, “They’re still close?” He nodded, “The bond between pilot and wizzo is something else. When you’re in a plane together, your life rests entirely on the other person’s shoulders. They were a great team, I owe both of them my life.”

Gibbs nodded, “Seems like Lieutenant Abbott owes you her life as well. You’ve got two air-to-air kills, one of which was to save her life about 2 years ago.” Hangman nodded, “Yes sir. She was out of defense with no ammo, she had a bandit on her three o’clock.” “So, that’s when you swooped in and saved the day?” Tony asked, chuckling before cutting it off with a cough from a stare from Gibbs.

“Thank you Lieutenant Seresin, if we have more questions I need you to be available,” Gibbs said as they both stood. “Of course, sir,” Jake shook his hand, along with Tony’s before leaving.

********

The rest of the interviews went very similarly.

Everyone said basically the same thing. Medusa was never late, loved by every one of them, and had no known enemies. When at the bar no pursuers ever tried to follow her out.

While they didn’t get a lead to where she could be, they got an idea on who she is.

*******

As they drove back to NCIS, Gibbs’ phone rang.

“What ya got, McGee?” “Lieutenant Abbott’s vehicle was spotted in a ditch headed towards the air station. Sending the coordinates now,” McGee reports. “Ziva and I have already started that way.”

Tony nodded at Gibbs after checking his phone. Gibbs nodded back, “Okay, we’ll meet you and Ziva there.” He hung up and started driving to where Y/N’s car was spotted.

*******

They met up at the scene and began to process it.

“So, what are we looking at Boss?” DiNozzo asked as he photographed tire marks. “I’ll tell you when I know, DiNozzo.” “Right.”

Gibbs turned to Ducky, “Do you have a time of death, Ducky?” “Based on bruising, I’d say a day, maybe two.” They moved her body from the vehicle to the gurney to check her body temperature. “Her body temperature suggests the same.”

“How are we gonna tell the Dagger Squad?” Tony asked, watching Palmer wheel the gurney up to the truck. “How are we gonna tell her family?” “Her squadron is the only family she’s got, McGee,” Gibbs huffed and made his way back to the car.

*******

Jethro walked into autopsy, “You got a cause of death for me, Ducky?” Dr. Mallard went over to the x-rays, “Well, based on the bruising, and the position we found her in - Lieutenant Abbott died of asphyxiation. When she crashed into the tree, she was pinned by the steering wheel. Poor girl, her ribs were crushed and it could have taken hours for her to lose consciousness.” Gibbs turned to the autopsy table, walking over to the body on it.

He tilted his head as he looked at her face, squinting a little. “Did we get a positive ID on her?” “We found her ID, sir,” Palmer piped up. Gibbs just gave him a look before turning to Ducky, “Did we confirm that?” Ducky waved his finger, “I thought you were going to ask that, which is why I was going to suggest getting one of her colleagues to come up here to confirm.” “Why didn’t we just fingerprint her?”

Palmer came over, “We would have-” He turned her palm over, “Except she doesn’t have any.” Gibbs nodded, “Lieutenant Seresin mentioned she had a tattoo on her thigh. One of Medusa, said that’s how she got her call sign.”

Ducky nodded, “Ah! Yes, Medusa.” He moved the cloth of her leg, showing the tattoo there. “Beautiful work of art, truly.”

Gibbs’ phone rang, “Yeah Abbs?” “I think I’ve got something fishy with the Lieutenant’s car.” He nodded, “On my way.”

Ducky looked down at her body, “Call it a gut feeling my dear, but something about you just doesn’t line up.”

*******

Gibbs and Tony walked into the garage, “What you got Abby?”

The scientist popped up from behind the door. “Something that doesn’t line up.” He rose a brow, “And that is?” She enthusiastically waved him over.

“Look at the interior.” He did. “It’s covered in glass, Abbs.” “Exactly!” Tony laughed, “Abby, that’s normal for a crash.” Abby held up a finger, “But the lack of blood is not!”

Gibbs furrowed his brow and looked at the interior more closely.

There truly was not enough blood in that car for it to have been a proper crash. There was little blood on the air bag, the seat, the windows- anywhere blood would be, there was small amounts.

Gibbs looked at the crime scene photos, seeing the little amount of blood on her body.

“The lack of blood suggests-” “She was dead before the car hit the tree,” Gibbs said as he turned to walk to the elevator.

Abby quickly followed him, “Gibbs wait!” “What?” She smiled at his expectant expression. “I was checking the brake pedal and I found this,” she held up an evidence jar. He sighed and grabbed the jar, shaking it a little, “What is this?” She took it back, “I’m thinking it’s cinder block. I’m gonna run tests to be sure, and on the trace amounts of blood as well.”

Gibbs smiled, “Good work, Abby.”

*****

Gibbs walked into the squad room the next day, he really hadn’t left the building, going over every detail he could find on Lieutenant Abbott. Also staying for the autopsy of her body, learning that she had in fact died somewhere else two days prior to the day she was found. And results from the residue found in the floorboard were confirmed to be cinder block

He was still waiting on the results of the blood analysis.

As if on cue, his phone rang. “Gibbs.” “The blood results came back and you won’t believe-” That’s all he needed before he hung up and went to the elevator.

*******

Walking in with a Caf-POW, Gibbs went over to Abby at her lab computer.

“Tell me something, Abbs,” he said, sitting the drink down. “I can do better than that.”

She pulled up the blood test, both from the body and what she pulled off the airbag. “These blood samples don’t match.” Gibbs furrowed his brow, “So there was someone else in the car?” Abby shook her head, “Nope. This blood-” She held up a vile taken from the body. “Does not match this blood.” She held up the swab Ducky took from where Medusa’s nose bled. “When I ran a test on this swab, I couldn’t find a match. So, I requested this.”

Abby took a breath, allowing Gibbs to ask questions. “So whose blood is this?” “I’m glad you asked.” She pulled up another test, showing a positive match. “What is this?” “When I learned the blood pulled off the Lieutenant’s skin didn’t match what was taken out of her body, I ran what I found on the airbag against both. What was found on the airbag matches what was taken off her skin.”

Gibbs nodded, “Do we have any idea on whose blood that is?” “Not who,” Abby smirked, turning to her evidence table. “Animal?” “Nope.” Gibbs exhaled impatiently, “Then what is it, Abby?”

“Based on the theory we had about her being dead before the crash, I tested the blood for red dye. And I found that both samples, the ones taken from both the air bag and her skin, contained Red Dye 40.” “That’s food coloring.” Abby nodded, “Yup! The blood in the vehicle is fake. Our Lieutenant was murdered before the crash.” Gibbs kissed her cheek, “Good work, Abbs.”

*******

“McGee, go get Lieutenant Seresin. Bring him in for questioning, but don’t tell him why,” Gibbs said as he walked around his desk.

Tim stood up, “Uh, but do I get to know why we’re bringing him in?” Gibbs looked up at him, “Because Lieutenant Abbott was murdered.”

*****

Hangman sat in interrogation, toothpick in his mouth as he tapped on the table.

Gibbs walked in and Jake looked up, taking the pick out of his mouth. “Lieutenant Seresin,” Gibbs nodded to him. “Agent Gibbs,” Jake nodded back.

It was silent for a moment, Hangman waiting for the agent to speak.

“When did you last see Medusa, Hangman?” Gibbs looked up from the file on the table. “Sunday night, around 2200, sir.” “That’s late, you both weren’t in your dorms?” Jake shook his head, “No sir. The squad went out to the bar that night, sir. Y/N and I went to our rental on base at 2130.” “You lived together?” Hangman nodded, “Yes, sir. We’re dating, sir.”

Gibbs leaned on the table, “Dating?”

“Yes sir.” “Was this not an issue with you being in the same squadron?” “We were dating before joining the Navy, sir. Grew up together.” “And you aren’t married yet?” Jake exhaled through his nose, his jaw clenching a little.

Gibbs smirked a little as he watched Hangman’s eyes fall to the table. “What happened Sunday night? Did you and Y/N get into a fight that night?” Jake swallowed, looking Gibbs in the eye, “Yes sir.” “About what?”

“A girl at the bar had flirted with me-” “Did you flirt back?” Jake looked at Gibbs incredulously, “Of course not.” “Then why did you fight with Medusa?” Jake rubbed his face, “When I turned the girl down, she laid it on thicker. Y/N claimed her territory.” Gibbs nodded and began writing, “I assume you left after that?” He nodded, “Yes sir.”

“What happened when you got home, Lieutenant?” Jake sniffed and rubbed his nose, “Medusa was giving me the cold shoulder, which I’m not entirely surprised about. I tried to get her to talk and when she did, it escalated. And she asked me a question, one that I hesitated to answer.” “Was the question,” Gibbs played with his pen. “When you were gonna marry her?”

Hangman nodded, “Yes sir. She said she was tired of having to show ‘barrack bunnies’ that I’m taken. That if we were married, it’d stop them. I told her a ring doesn’t stop them, if anything they try harder… Then she asked if I ever planned on marrying her, and I hesitated.” “That’s when she left?” “Stormed out the door and left. I needed to talk about it, so I called my buddy Rooster and he came by. He stayed over because I wasn’t sure if Medusa was going to stay with Phoenix or not. She didn’t come home or show up on base.”

Gibbs cleared his throat, “She didn’t come home because she was in a car accident, ran off the road and smashed into a tree.”

He could see Jake’s heart plummet as the words left his mouth. “Is-is she okay?” Gibbs shook his head, hesitating to pull out the photos but laid them out anyway, “I’m sorry, Lieutenant. She was found dead in the driver’s seat.” Jake looked down at the photos and covered his mouth, “Is she here?” Gibbs nodded, “She’s in autopsy.” “Can I see her? Please?”

******

Tony and Ziva watched the interrogation through the glass.

“Do you think he’s telling the truth?” He asked, looking down at Ziva. “About seeing her Sunday night?” She looked up at DiNozzo, laughing a little, “Or that they were a couple?” He scoffed, “I know that’s a lie. Dating for nearly 15 years and they aren’t married, there’s no way.”

Ziva looked back and saw how torn up Jake looked. She sobered up, “I think he’s telling the truth. Gibbs does too.”

******

Gibbs took Jake to autopsy, “Ducky, I’ve got a second opinion to confirm Lieutenant Abbott’s ID.”

“Oh, who might this charming young man be?” Ducky asked, walking up to Jake. Hangman held his hand out, “Lieutenant Jake Seresin, you can call me Hangman.” Ducky smiled and shook his hand, “Doctor Mallard, everyone calls me Ducky.” Jake couldn’t help but chuckle, “I think you’d like my friend.” “Is he also a medical examiner?” Hangman shook his head, chuckling, “No, he’s also a bird.”

Gibbs smirked from behind his coffee, before following Ducky and Hangman.

“I must warn you, Lieutenant, the crash made matching her to her ID through facial recognition difficult.” Ducky pinched the cloth in his fingers, waiting for Jake’s confirmation that this is what he wanted. “Please, Doctor Mallard.”

Ducky moved the sheet, exposing her face. Jake inhaled sharply, hesitantly reaching out, pausing. “You may touch her, Jacob.” Jake ran his index finger along the side of her face. “Oh, Sugar… I’m so sorry..”

Both Ducky and Gibbs watch tears fill Jake’s eyes before he furrows his brows. “What’s wrong Jake?” Gibbs asked, tilting his chin up. “It’s just- Y/N has a scar. Right here,” Hangman used his pinky to trace a line from just below her cheek bone to a spot on her neck. “She got it last year. She tried to break up a bar fight and got grazed by a broken bottle.” “Are you sure it hasn’t faded?” Jake shook his head, pulling out his phone, finding a photo from Sunday night before the fight.

He gave it to Ducky, who zoomed in on the photo, seeing the scar in the exact place it was supposed to be.

“Can you show me her tattoos?” Gibbs arched a brow, “Tattoos?” He looked at Ducky, “Why didn’t you say she had more than one?” “Because we only had one to go off of.” Gibbs nodded, “Yeah, the important one!”

Jake arched a brow, looking between the two before Ducky smirked and turned back to him and lifted the sheet. Jake’s eyes scanned her body, matching every tattoo to the ones he had committed to memory. He shuddered, covering his mouth, “It’s her.”

Gibbs inhaled through his nose, shoulders rising a little before he exhaled. “Lieutenant, can anyone confirm that Lieutenant Abbott was at the bar on Sunday?” Jake’s eyes shot up to the marine, “I don’t understand, you said this was a car accident.” “Answer the question, Hangman.” Jake stood straight at the tone Gibbs had, “The Dagger Squad, or the bartender at the Siren’s Cave, sir.”

******

Ziva and Tony headed to the air station to talk to the squad and McGee went to the bar to get surveillance.

“Lieutenant Machado, can you confirm that Lieutenants Seresin and Abbott were at the Siren’s Cave Sunday night?” Ziva asked, sitting across from Coyote. “Yeah, Medusa beat me twice at 9-ball.”

“Lieutenant Bradshaw, Lieutenant Seresin said that he called you to come over after the fight he had with Lieutenant Abbott. Did you pass her on your way to their home?” Tony asked Rooster. “Yeah, she passed the bar as I was leaving.”

Tony called Gibbs to relay the information.

******

Gibbs opened the interrogation room door.

“Everyone confirmed seeing you both at the bar on Sunday night. Lieutenant Bradshaw confirmed that he saw her on his way to your house. You can go.” Jake stood up, “Can I get her tags, sir?” Gibbs nodded and jerked his head for Hangman to follow him.

They went down to Abby’s lab.

“Gibbs, Gibbs, Gibbs!” Abby came over, startling Jake a little. She paused, noticing him, “Hi, I’m Abby, forensic scientist.” He smiled, “Lieutenant Jake Seresin, friends call me Hangman.” “Oooh, a pilot- wait, you’re…” She trailed off as she realized who Jake was.

She hugged him, “Oh, I’m so sorry.” Jake glanced at Gibbs, who was smiling at him and shrugging, before hugging her back. “Thank you, Abby.”

When she pulled away she looked at Gibbs, waiting for him to speak. “If you’ve processed them, I need Lieutenant Abbott’s dog tags out of evidence and given to Lieutenant Seresin,” Gibbs told her. Abby frowned, “I’m sorry, I can’t do that.” Jake swallowed and nodded, “I understand if you need to keep them for any reason. I just-” “No!” Abby cut him off. “No, it’s not that I still need them. I don’t have them.” Jake tilted his head, “That can't be right, we never take them off.”

“Abby, I’ll be back. Lieutenant, I need to talk to you.” Gibbs ushered Jake out of Abby’s lab and to the elevator.

“Agent Gibbs, there’s something you’re not telling me. Was my wingman murdered?” Jake hissed as soon as the doors closed. Gibbs pressed the button for the squad room, sighing as he looked at Jake and stopped the elevator, “The body in autopsy is three days old. Y/N left your house on Sunday night.” Jake’s jaw slacked, “There’s a chance she’s alive?” Gibbs clenched his jaw, “Yeah. So I want to know who went through all the trouble to find a damn near perfect body double and replicate her tattoos to make it look like she died, and I wanna know why.”

******

Your head stayed down when the door opened.

“Oh come on, Y/N.” The cold metal of the blade under your chin made you raise your head. “There she is.”

*******

“Is there anyone in Y/N’s past that would want to hurt her?” Jake shook his head, chewing a toothpick as he paced through the squad room, “I don’t know.” “Come on, Hangman, think.” Jake clenched his jaw so hard he broke his toothpick, “I’m sorry if I can’t think of a single person that would have it out for the sweetest woman on the damn planet, Agent DiNozzo!”

Gibbs' phone rang, “Gibbs.” “I’ve got something!” He hung up and stood, “Abby’s lab now.”

Everyone, including Jake, went to Abby’s lab.

“Show me what you got Abbs.” She grinned at him and turned to her computer. “Just to be thorough, I found the Facebook pages of the tattoo shops Medusa got her tattoos at. I found the posts where she tagged them, and matched them with the photos taken in autopsy of her tattoos. And-” The team watched on the plasma as the photos layered over one another. “They don’t line up,” McGee finished for Abby.

“I also called the tattoo shops and learned they all use different ink. And all of the tattoos on our Jane Doe use the same ink.” “So this just further proves the fact that that body isn’t Lieutenant Abbott.” “Yes, but the fact it’s all the same ink means it’s easier to trace, Boss,” McGee spoke up.

Gibbs nodded and moved to leave, “Well, trace it McGee!” “I already did, Boss.” Gibbs stopped and turned, finding a smiling Probie.

He tossed his arms to the side, “Are you wanting a microphone?” Tim shook his head, “Sorry, Boss. First, Abby found the brand of ink, and then I was able to find where it’s sold. Turns out you can find it on Amazon, along with a tattoo machine. Ducky also noticed that, upon closer inspection, that the tattoos were in the healing stage. So I narrowed the search to purchases made two weeks ago and delivered to addresses in Virginia.”

McGee turned back to his computer, and everyone went to the plasma.

“Both were delivered to a: Hannah Nicholson.” Gibbs turned to Jake, “Lieutenant, does that name sound familiar to you?” Hangman shook his head, “No, never heard of her.”

Abby came up, “No, but you’ve seen her.” She clicked her remote and someone that looked similar to you was pulled up. “Hannah Nicholson is our Jane Doe.”

*******

You gritted your teeth as a slap was delivered to your face.

“When I’m done with you, your career will be over. You’ll never be in the sky again.” You laughed, like actually laughed, “You can’t be serious. Ruin my career? I’m a part of the best of the best, you could never keep me-” You grunted as he punched you in the gut.

The man squatted to be eye level with you, “Don’t get smart now, Y/N.” “Well, you could definitely benefit from getting smart. Don’t you think? You fake my death with a car accident and then send a video to NCIS of you with me, very much alive?” You arched a brow at him, “Not very smart-” He cut you off with a punch to the face, sending your chair, and you, to the floor.

*******

The next day while Jake was on base, he got an email sent to his phone. When he checked it and saw it was a video with you tied to a chair as a thumbnail.

“Maverick,” Jake didn’t hesitate to burst into his Captain’s office, not caring who may be in there. “Lieutenant-” “I need you to take me to NCIS.” (Jake was shaking too much to drive himself) Maverick stood, glancing at Warlock for a moment, “Why, Hangman?” Jake just turned his phone around and showed him the email.

Both Mav and Warlock looked at the phone. “Go, Captain, I’ll take over training for today.”

******

When they arrived, Jake had no hesitation to go right up to the squadroom.

“Lieutenant Seresin? What are you doing here?” McGee asked, being the first to see him. “Where’s Agent Gibbs?” Tony spun in his chair to get up, “Coffee run.”

He walked up to Hangman, “As senior field agent, I’d be more than happy to help.” Jake chuckled, tapping his palm with his phone, not really in the mood for putting up with Tony’s arrogance. “I’d prefer to speak to Agent Gibbs.” “Well, like I said, he’s not here. And I’m much better at-”

“At what, DiNozzo?” Gibbs said, standing next to the agent and the pilot as he sipped his coffee.

Tony stuttered to respond, making Jake smirk a little. “Have you ID’d the man Hannah met online?” “Not yet, boss.” “Then why are you standing here?” “Well, I was- uh- I was just- I’ll get right on that boss.”

Hangman and Maverick shared a look, before Gibbs spoke to them. “Lieutenant Seresin, I take it you have something for me?”

*******

“Well, you could definitely benefit from getting smart. Don’t you think? You fake my death with a car accident-”

“God, Medusa, stop talking…” Jake mumbled to himself. The group winced when you got punched in the face and your chair fell over.

Gibbs grunted a little, “Get this video to Abby. I want her to analyze every frame of that video. And who sent it to Lieutenant Seresin.” “On it, Boss,” McGee said, emailing it and then following his email.

Jake rubbed his face and sat down. He threw his head back and bit his lip. Maverick knelt down in front of him, “Hangman?”

Jake sniffed and looked down at his captain. “What is she thinkin’, Mav? Antagonizing him like that? That’s not how we were trained to handle situations like this.” “She’s not thinking, she’s just doing.” Jake scoffed, “As comforting as I assume that was supposed to be, it’s not even remotely easing my nerves.”

Ziva perked up, “Wait, what if she wasn’t taken because of the mission?” Tony nodded, “That would explain why she’s being so sassy. It’s not intel, it’s revenge”

*******

“Agent Gibbs!”

The crowd turned to the voice, seeing Director Vance upstairs. “SecNav would like to speak to you. MTAC now.”

As Gibbs made the stairs Vance noticed the two khaki uniforms in the squadroom, but simply nodded at them as they walked into MTAC.

“Agent Gibbs.” “Mister Secretary.” “One of the best naval aviators that just flew a high profile mission is missing. I was told you were on the case.” Gibbs nodded, “Yeah.” “Do you have any leads?” “No.” “Agent Gibbs, you do understand that if anything about that-” “He doesn’t care about the mission. He only cares about Lieutenant Abbott. It’s personal for him.” “So you know who he is?” Gibbs shook his head, “No, but based on the video sent to Lieutenant Seresin, he hasn’t asked any questions related to any mission.” SecNav nodded, “Okay. But Gibbs?” The marine raised a brow. “Get her back, the Navy needs her.”

*******

“You know, you ruined my life that day,” the masked man said as he played with his knife.

Your head lolled to the side, your exhaustion from the beatings taking a toll on you now. “What are you talking about?” “Do you not remember me?” He stood and you gritted your teeth as you forced your head up to look him in the eye. “Obviously not. Should I?” You winced as he pressed into a cut on your shoulder.

“Yeah, you should.” He pulled off his mask to reveal a face you haven’t seen since he got kicked out of the Academy.

“C-”

********

“Cole Cooke,” McGee said, pulling up Cooke’s old Naval Academy file. “Abby was able to find him because the email he used to send the video to Hangman, he used on an online dating site where he met Hannah.” Jake stood up, “Wait, Cooke?” The team parted to let him get a closer look.

The pilot's face morphed into anger.

Anger that the marine recognized.

“What’d he do, Lieutenant?” Jake had fire in his eyes when he looked at Gibbs. “He sexually assaulted her and three other girls. Y/N’s the one that reported him.” Tim nodded, “And that’s what got him kicked out of the Naval Academy and blacklisted from the military.” “He wasn’t arrested?” Jake clenched his jaw, “He was, but he got out on good behavior.”

Jake’s phone went off with a notification, an email to be more accurate.

He dropped it onto McGee’s desk. “I don’t understand, why would he send these to me?” “You’re her boyfriend, Lieutenant, this can just be another form of revenge. He wants to get back at her for reporting him and, in turn, ruining his chances at a military career,” Ziva said, crossing her arms as McGee transferred the videos.

“He ruined his career all on his own, Agent David. Y/N just got a scumbag out of the service,” Jake huffed rubbing his forehead. “Nobody liked him, he was cocky. Always thought he was better than he is.” Tony chuckled, “Isn’t that the main trait of a naval aviator?”

“They have something to back it up with, DiNozzo,” Gibbs said. “The only thing Cooke has to back him up is a record of being a dirtbag.”

He looked at McGee, “Play it.”

You looked worse than before and Jake felt sick to his stomach. “Oh my god.”

They watched him squat in front of you, twirling the knife he just cut you with in his hand. Jake’s jaw was clenched as he watched your head fall to the side as slow breaths made your chest move.

“You know, you ruined my life that day,” Cooke said. Your face scrunched in pain as you took a deep breath, “What are you talking about?” Cole stood and tipped your head back with a harsh grip on your chin, “Do you not remember me?” You scoffed, “Obviously not. Should I?” He moved the hand holding your chin to press into the cut he had just placed here, making you wince. “Yeah, you should,” he ripped his mask off.

The look on your face Jake had only seen one other time and it was when you came to his dorm crying.

********

The banging pulled Jake from his book.

“Hold your horses!” He pulled the door open, coming face to face with you crying and looking absolutely terrified. “Sugar what’s wrong?”

Your hands were shaking as you showed him your knuckles, bruised and cut up.

“I-I didn’t want– I told him I had a boyfriend- Ja-ake,” you broke down outside his door. “Hey, hey, I got you. You’re safe now.” You swallowed, “Jake, I need to go to the superintendent-the dean-someone.”

He pulled you into his room to get you out of the prying eyes of other midshipmen. “Why? I need you to-” He finally took in your appearance, you were wearing a disheveled USNA t-shirt and athletic shorts. Bruises were forming on your wrist and your eye and lip. “What the fuck happened to you?”

“You remember last semester when those two girls dropped out for no reason?” He nodded, “Yeah, the two freshman girls right?” You nodded, swallowing another wave of tears away. “I found out why…” Jake searched your eyes, “Why, Y/N?”

*****

“Cole Cooke…”

Jake was brought back to the present by your voice.

Cole laughed, pushing your shoulder, “That’s right, Y/N. Cole Cooke, the man’s who military career you ruined.” It was your turn to laugh, “Me? Ruin your career? You assaulted me! And those two first years! They quit because they were scared of you! Scared because you threatened to kill them if they told anyone!”

He punched you, sending you falling back. He grabbed you by the rope under your breast. “And you’re not scared that I’ll do the same to you now?”

You held your head up to look at him, blood pouring from your nose. “I would lie and say ‘no’. But guess what?” “What?” He spat through gritted teeth. You smiled with blood stained teeth, “I put you in jail once. It’s almost poetic that I’d do it again. Except this time, there won’t be a chance you’ll make it out.”

Cole growled and they all noticed his posture change, “Let’s play a game, Lieutenant.” You shifted forward to get in his face, gaze stone cold, “What do you suggest, Cooke?” The team could feel the venom dripping off your tone. “Hangman.”

The video stopped on the frame of your face falling once again to show fear, and the team turned to face the pilot who looked equally worried and pissed.

*****

You were hanging from the ceiling, your chin resting against your chest.

The door to the room you were in opened. You whimpered just a little when he brushed his fingers against your bruised ribs, “You didn’t hurt him, did you? Please… You can do whatever you want to me, but please leave Jake out of this…”

Cole hummed in your ear, “Anything I want, hmmm?” You glanced at the camera, before looking at the ground shamefully. A shaky and timid ‘yes’ fell from your lips. He let out an amused huff before his hands ran over your shirtless torso.

*****

Jake felt bile rise up his throat when you looked down in shame.

“What’s he gonna do to her?” McGee asked. Gibbs frowned, “What he tried to do 12 years ago.”

The anger and disgust rolled off the agents as Cooke’s hands ran down your body. When he got to your breast you jerked away out of reflex, earning a pull to your hair which made you cry out.

You were getting weaker by the hour and the team could tell. Jake could tell, and he hated it.

“You know, you only had the one tattoo at the academy,” he said, groping at the inked flesh of your thigh. Jake watched your lip quiver and you inhaled as best you could with your position. “I also found your back, extremely enticing,” Cooke ran his hand down your back. You gritted your teeth and looked behind you at him, “Is that because you’re too much of a coward to attack women from the front?”

That must have really pissed him off because he came around and started to punch you.

Jake stood up hastily and made a beeline to the elevator, “I can’t watch this anymore.”

Tony jogged after him, “Lieutenant Seresin! Hangman-” The doors closed when he got to them.

******

Jake just needed to get away and he was going to Abby’s lab.

When he stopped on her floor, he moved quickly to her lab but nearly ran into Ducky in the process. “I’m sorry, Doctor.” “In a hurry, Jacob?” Hangman chuckled nervously, “Yeah.” “Needed a breather, my boy?” “Sir?” “I saw the videos as Abby was analyzing them.”

Jake felt bile rise again and this time he couldn’t stop it. Ducky noticed and quickly helped him get to a trash can.

“Let’s get you someplace cooler,” Ducky ushered Jake back to the elevator.

******

Jake sat on one of the metal tables in Autopsy.

His khaki uniform shirt was neatly folded next to him as he sipped his water. “Thank you, Ducky.” The doctor nodded, “Of course. It can’t be easy, seeing the one you love like that.” Jake coughed a little, trying to force the emotion out of his throat, “It’s not.”

Ducky watched his eyes fall to his shoes, he could tell he felt guilty. “It’s not your fault, Lieutenant.” “I hesitated, Ducky. And since I hesi-” His voice cracked, tears finally slipping past his lids. “Since I hesitated she's having to relive the worst day of her life.”

Jake set the bottle down and used his white undershirt to wipe his eyes, “How long have you been together?” “Over 15 years…” Ducky nodded in understanding, “High school sweethearts.” Jake huffed out a laugh, “Childhood friends to high school sweethearts to USNA sweethearts.”

“Forgive me if I’m overstepping, but why aren’t you married?” Jake shrugged, “I don’t know. I guess it’s because we were already acting like a married couple, just without the license and the rings. I never thought about it.” Jake laughed and shook his head.

It was silent for a moment.

“She asked me if I was ever gonna marry her, and I hesitated. It was a question she asks me all the time, but this was the only time it was during a fight. It was the only time that my answer really mattered. And I hesitated… She left and was in a vulnerable enough state to let herself get taken.”

Ducky leaned on the table next to Jake, “Cooke was going to get to her one way or another.” “But I led her right to him.”

Jake looked at the doctor next to him, allowing Ducky to see how broken and tired he was. “I’m scared, Doctor Mallard.” “That’s perfectly normal, Jacob.” “I'm a damn fighter pilot, I’m supposed to be level headed, and right now… my head doesn’t even feel like it’s on my damn shoulders.”

“It’s normal to feel like that, Jake,” Gibbs said, leaning on the doorframe.

He walked over to the pilot, “She’s strong. She’s gonna fight to get back to you.” Jake rose a brow, sniffling as wiped his eyes, “Did you see her, Agent Gibbs? He was using her like a punching bag…” “She will make it out of this.” “How do you know?” “My gut.”

That was oddly comforting to Jake.

“Do you know the mythology behind Medusa?” Ducky inquired after a beat of silence. Jake chuckled again, remembering the nights throughout your lives that you would stay up and talk about mythology of all sorts for fun. Sometimes when he was having trouble sleeping, you’d tell him the story of some hero in mythology and he’d fall right asleep.

He sighed, “We’ve stayed up hours talking about mythology. But if I’m honest, I never really heard the words she said…” Both men knew what Jake was getting at; he was listening to your voice and watching your expressions as you told the stories.

Ducky just smiled, “Medusa was a priestess for Athena, the goddess of wisdom and war strategy, and had sworn celibacy. However, Medusa had gained the attention of Poseidon, and they-” “Had sex in Athena’s temple,” Jake said as he sipped his water. “That much I remember.” Both Gibbs and Ducky laughed a little at that.

“When Athena found out, she punished Medusa for breaking her celibacy by turning her into a ‘beast’ with the ability to turn men to stone.” Jake nodded, “Yeah, Y/N has the tendency to do that, whether it be with fear or with her beauty.” Jake couldn’t help but smile at the memory of him seeing you on prom night for the first time, he froze on your parents doorstep.

Ducky and Gibbs smiled as they saw the look in Jake’s eyes as he thought about you.

“She was killed by the hero Perseus, beheaded. Then her head was then used to protect those who had it in their possession. The image of her head was used on shields, breast plates, and more recently, tattoos.” Jake remembered you mentioning that as he held your hand as you got it, “She mentioned that when she got it. She was getting it because she thought it looked cool, makes her feel powerful; but she likes the extra meaning.”

Ducky rested a hand on Jake’s shoulder, “I know it may not look like it, but she is protecting herself.” Jake took in a deep breath and nodded.

********

They walked back into the squad room, the group sitting at their desks and making conversation.

“Go home,” Gibbs told them.

It was late. They’d been out all day talking to Cooke’s neighbors, his parents, his boss and coworkers. And the last video was sent just after sundown.

They were tired.

“But we haven’t found-” “I know that, Ziva.” McGee spoke up, “Abby’s trying to analyze the room she is in so we know what to look for. I tried to triangulate where he sent the emails from, but he was using public wifi at an internet cafe.” “We have no direction to go, Boss,” Tony said, not being able to look at Jake.

Gibbs turned to DiNozzo, “Which is why I’m telling you to go home. Get some rest.” Ziva inhaled through her nose and interlocked her hands, “Gibbs, we don’t know what Cooke is going to do next. We have zero time to waste.” “If Cooke wanted her dead, he would have killed her already,” Jake said, jaw clenched with his eyes trained on the floor. “Believe me, I’m worried. Hell, I’m terrified out of my mind right now.-”

“But we can’t make progress without leads. Cooke lives in a studio apartment, his parents disowned him, and he’s not shown up to work in days, we don’t have anything,” Gibbs said, frustration in his tone. “Go home, get some sleep.” His team begrudgingly got their things, all avoiding Jake’s eyes.

“You should get some sleep too, Lieutenant.” Jake chuckled dryly as he shook his head, “I don’t think I can, sir.” He ran his thumbs along the khaki of his uniform.

Plus Maverick had left, needing to be back on base. The only way Jake was getting back to base was by cab. Maverick also gave him as much time off as he needed.

“But- uh, I better head back to base though.” “In what, Lieutenant?” Jake shrugged, “A cab, I guess.” Gibbs shook his head, “Stay with me, Jake. It’s late. And I doubt you want to be in that house right now.” Hangman looked down at the floor, huffing out his nose and tonguing his lip.

“I know how you feel.” Jake looked up, green eyes swimming with curiosity as his brows pinched together. “When I was in Desert Storm, I was informed that my wife and daughter were dead. It was hard to even walk into my house, let alone sleep there.” Jake’s eyes widened slightly and he swallowed as his jaw ticked, “I’m sorry, sir. I can’t imagine what that must have felt like…” Gibbs nodded, “And I hope you never have to.” He patted Jake's shoulder, “Come on.”

******

Gibbs gave Jake a pair of sweats to change into.

They went to his basement, neither being able to sleep.

“So, you’re a Marine?” Jake asked, sipping his bourbon. “What gave it away?” Gibbs asked, smiling a little bit as he sanded the wood of the boat. “Other than you being in Desert Storm?” Gibbs turned, wiping his hands on a damp towel, nodding. “Everything.”

The marine let out a breathy, amused chuckle. “You know a lot of marines?” “I was raised by one. My father retired when I was 4 as a Sergeant, he was 38.” Gibbs sipped his bourbon, “Why’d he retire?” “Wanted to be there for us. He had a close call, he didn’t want to risk not coming home to us. His 20 years were up, so he retired.”

Gibbs nodded, looking at the boat before looking back at Jake. “You wanna help?” Jake looked up from his glass and between the boat and Gibbs. “Sure, yeah.” He downed what was left and Gibbs gave him a sander.

*******

Since Jake didn’t need to report to base, he just freshened up and Gibbs took him by the base rental to get some clothes.

He had forgotten his keys in his locker and had to call someone to bring them to him at the house. That someone was Rooster.

Jake got out of Gibb’s car and saw Bradley on the porch. He was sitting on the bench, one fist held by the other as he looked at the ground. Maverick had gotten permission to relay what had happened to you to the squad, and everyone had taken it hard.

Rooster looked up when Hangman shut his car door.

They immediately met in a hug. “I’m so sorry, Jake.” “I’m scared, Rooster. I didn’t even-” Bradley pulled back and held Jake by the shoulders, “Hey, they’re gonna find her. Say it to her then.”

Gibbs came up beside them, nodding at Rooster before they went inside.

Jake didn’t want to be there longer than he needed to be so once it was opened, he booked it to the bedroom.

Bradley and Gibbs stood at the island in the kitchen. “They didn’t decorate much.” Rooster shrugged, looking around, “We aren’t here for long. They didn’t see the need to bring a whole lot.” “If you aren’t here for long, then why’d they rent the house?” Rooster chuckled, “They wanted their privacy.” Gibbs chuckled and glanced at his watch.

Hangman was taking longer than he said.

Gibbs went down the hall and found Jake sitting on the side of the bed. He had changed into a pair of his own sweatpants and a green t-shirt. Jethro knew what he was looking at, even with his back to him and from the door.

“Ask her.”

Jake chuckled humorlessly, “After this…” He shook his head, “I doubt she'll say yes.” “Ah, I don’t know about that.” Hangman sniffled, “I messed up…” Gibbs nodded, moving to sit next to him. “Yeah, you did, big time.” Jake shook his head.

“But this is how you fix it.” Gibbs pointed to the ring box. Jake swallowed, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, “I wanted to wait, ask her on my family's ranch where we had danced in my headlights to George Strait. I had this big plan. Just a private thing, but special…” “Plans change. Sometimes you have to adapt.” “Yeah.” “So ask her.”

Jake turned and looked at him, nodding at him. He stood from the bed and slid the box into his pocket. He grabbed the small stack of clothes next him and they left.

“Agent Gibbs?” Gibbs and Jake looked over at where Bradley was at his Bronco. “When you find her, give us a call?” The agent nodded, “Yeah, I’ll give ya a call.”

*******

When Jake and Gibbs got to NCIS, nothing had changed yet.

No new video. Abby was still working on room measurements, and no one had seen Cole.

Until McGee’s computer went off. Everyone’s head turned, and Jake felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. “It’s Cooke.” “Pull the video up McGee.”

You were still hanging from the ceiling, Cole running his hands over your torso.

The camera was a little closer, and it showed the tear tracks on your face.

“You know,” you spoke, voice shaky and raw. “I’m gonna need a drink after this. Yeah, whiskey sounds really nice.” Cole just grunted and pulled you back against him. You whimpered a little bit, definitely feeling gross because of what was happening. “Or an Oscar. Maybe two.”

“The hell’s an oscar?” Tony asked out of reflex, glancing at Jake, but he was just as confused.

Cole grunted into your neck, “Shut up.” “Have you ever been to the delta?” He stayed silent but reached over to yank the rope and pull you up higher. You swallowed, glancing at the camera, “Me either, but I’ve been to the Sierra Nevada Mountains. I went there with Hangman on a weekend getaway after a rough deployment. My uncle has a cabin up there. God, that weekend was so fun. I love Jake, I love him so much…” You kept your eyes on the camera to make sure that Jake knew that you’d love him. The video stopped just as Cooke pulled your hair back, making you yelp.

Jake cleared his throat, nodded, “Yeah, that weekend was fun… Wait, we didn't go to the Sierras; we weren’t even in California, we were in Arkansas.” Gibbs caught Jake’s eyes and that’s when they realized it.

“She’s using phonetics!”

The team's eyes grew wide in realization. “Whiskey, Oscar, Delta, Sierra,” McGee repeated. “W O D S?” Ziva spelled it out. “She said two oscars,” Tony pointed out.

“She’s in the woods,” Gibbs finished for them. Jake thought back to what you said, “She put emphasis on ‘cabin’.” “DiNozzo, check to see if Cooke’s parents owned or still own a cabin.” “On it Boss.”

His phone rang, “Yeah, Gibbs.” “Gibbs, I ran the measurement of the room. She seems to be in a cabin. Based on the dimensions it’s a family cabin, probably two or three bedrooms.”

“Boss, it seems Cooke’s parents own a lot of cabins,” Tony said just as Gibbs picked up his phone. “Did you narrow it down to Virginia?” McGee asked, brow arched. “Yes, McGeek, I did. Mr. Cooke owns two hunting cabins and a-” “Family cabin, two or three bedrooms,” Gibbs cut in.

“Yeah, they haven’t used it in years. It’s in Fletcher State Park.” Gibbs got up, “Get your gear, let’s go.” Jake watched them all grab their things.

“Agent David,” he called out before she got too far. “Yes, Lieutenant?” Jake grabbed the clothes he brought. “Here,” he held them out. “She’s in nothing but a bra and underwear, give her these.” Ziva hesitated to take it. “Please.” She heard the desperation in his voice and took them.

She went over to Tony and Tim. “You know, despite the odds, we may not-” “We will find her alive,” she glanced at the fabrics in her hands. “We have to.”

*******

You yanked down on the rope, crying out a little at the pain in your dislocated shoulder. You had honestly been scared of losing feeling in your hands, but he gave you a bit of a break when he was finished hurting you for the day and left you locked in one of the bedroom closets.

Your toes barely scraped the ground and the rope wasn’t going anywhere. You shivered in the cold damp air of the cabin. Only being in your underwear, the chill soaked into your bones. You were certain that if you didn’t die of whatever Cooke was doing to you, you might die from the cold.

Hearing tires outside the cabin, your heart sped up. You could only huff out small breaths as you heard footsteps outside the door on the porch.

It was his routine to get you set up for his next sick video, film it, and then leave to send it. You’d calculated the time it took for him to get back and it was getting close for time to him to be back.

But then there was banging on the door, followed by a gruff voice yelling, “NCIS!”

Your entire body relaxed. You were safe.

“I’m in here! Help me!” You called back, coughing a little.

The door frame splintered when the door was kicked in. “Lieutenant Abbott?” The agent asked, pistol drawn as he walked over to you.“Yes,” you breathed out. “Where’s Cooke?” You shook your head, “I don’t know but he’ll be back soon.”

“Please get me down from here. It’s hard to breathe,” you begged, tears of relief falling down your cheeks. You jerked your neck towards where Cole had secured the rope, “Ease me down, please.”

McGee was quick to loosen the rope and Ziva helped steady you once your feet were on the ground. “Can you walk?” She asked, gently placing her hand on your sternum. “I think so. I might need a little help.” The agent simply nodded and helped you outside.

Once you were outside the uneven ground and rocks caused you to stumble. Tim moved to help Ziva steady you but he jostled your dislocated shoulder. “Shit!” McGee looked panicked, “What’s wrong?” You gritted your teeth, “My shoulder, it’s dislocated. I tried to break the rope and pulled it out.”

You chuckled a little at his expression, “Hurt like a bitch. Can either of you pop it back in?” Ziva nodded and leaned you against the car. She got a proper grip and looked at you, “Ready?” You swallowed and nodded. She exaggerated a few breaths and when you matched she popped it back in.

“Holy shit! Sweet baby Jesus..”

You pushed off the car and threw up; all the pain catching up to you with the adrenaline rush. Ziva came up and held your hair out of your face.

Spitting out the last of the saliva in your mouth, you thanked her under your breath.

A coat was wrapped around your shoulders. You looked to see Gibbs rubbing your shoulder, a small smile on his face.

His fatherly nature was present and it allowed you to be vulnerable, finally allowing yourself to outright sob; mostly in relief. You fell into his chest and he caught you, hands moving to rub your back. He mumbled into your hair, “You’re safe. I got ya. I got ya.”

The sound of gravel shifting caught their attention.

Gibbs felt you tense under his touch, “Is that him?” You nodded, whimpering a little bit. He looked at Ziva, “Stay with her, cover the front. DiNozzo, McGee, go find cover on the right, I’ll get cover on the left. You’ll know what to do.”

Carefully, Gibbs placed you in Ziva’s hold and she placed you in the car for both warmth and cover.

When Cole finally reached the cabin, Ziva raised her weapon. “Cole Cooke! NCIS! Get out of the car-” He threw it in reverse just to be stopped by Tony and Tim. He tried to get out and make a break for the tree line but Gibbs stepped out. He quickly surrendered and was handcuffed.

With you in a separate vehicle they made the trip back to NCIS.

********

Jake paced the squad room. Abby was up there with him, trying to keep him calm.

He was mumbling things to himself out of worry and Abby was following him, trying to grab him by the shoulders. “Jake. Jake. Ja-”

She finally got a hold of him, and ducked her head a little bit to make sure he was looking at her.

“Jake, they will find her. They’re the best there is. I’m sure they already found her and are either on their way here or to a hospital.” Jake frowned, “She hates hospitals, especially being in them alone.” Abby shook her head, “She isn’t alone. Gibbs wouldn’t let her be alone. Y/N is safe, I can feel it.” Jake just nodded, slowly calming down.

The elevators dinged and he was on his feet, nearly giving himself whiplash as he turned.

But when he did all he saw was red.

Cooke was being escorted out in handcuffs by Tony and McGee. Abby couldn’t hold Jake back as he swiftly made his way over and landed a punch to Cole’s jaw. Neither agent bothered to stop the pilot as the one punch sent Cooke to the ground.

But as he went in for more, Gibbs gripped Jake and pulled him away. He had to fight Jake back to the bullpen, but he got him there.

“That asshole just punched me!” McGee and DiNozzo huffed as they harshly yanked him off the ground. “You’re lucky that’s all he did.” They dragged him to interrogation.

Jake’s nostrils flared as he exhaled, his chest still broadened in his display of dominance over Cole.

However, the adrenaline wore off as quickly as it appeared and Jake felt tears line his eyes. He hung his head and fell into a chair. He pressed the heels of his palms into his eyes, sobs leaving his lips. “I wasn’t there the first time, and I wasn’t there this time… I can’t believe I-” Abby cut him off, “Don’t finish that sentence, Jake. Because you are here, you were there the first time. She ran to you, you are her safe place.” “But-”

He was cut off the elevator ding again.

Glancing up, his heart soared in his chest.

There you were. Standing right before him in an old Longhorn sweatshirt and gray sweatpants. You were clean from the dirt and dried blood, having used the showers to clean up after any evidence was collected.

Your arm was in a sling and some butterfly closures adorned your forehead. But even then, you were still the most beautiful girl in the world to him.

*****

You walked quietly with Ziva out of the elevator, the weight of the conversation you had with her and Ducky still sitting on your shoulders.

The sound of a chair rolling back and hitting a desk caught your attention.

Looking up, you saw Jake and once again, you were crying; both from relief and the realization you almost never saw him again.

You moved as fast as you could to get to him, slamming your beaten body into his when you got to him. His arms carefully wrapped around you, obviously not wanting to hurt you. But when your soft crying exhales hit his chest, he all but scooped you into his arms carefully wrapping your legs around his torso.

You winced a little when his arm tightened around your waist. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he immediately apologized. You pulled your head out of the crook of his neck, shaking it lightly before looking into his eyes, “It reminds me this isn’t just another dream.”

Jake closed his eyes, tears falling down his cheeks as he rested his forehead against yours. “Jacob, if you don’t-” He cut off your sentence with a kiss, it was slow but no less passionate. He was gentle, the arm wrapped around your shoulders bringing you closer to him.

Ziva, Gibbs, and Abby watched on with smiles. Tim and Tony walked in mid conversation, but stopped seeing the intimate moment happening in the squad room.

You had to pull back for air at some point. And when you did, you rested your forehead against Jake’s, both of your eyes closing with the contact.

“Marry me.”

Your eyes shot open and were met with Jake’s green ones.

You had said it at the same time.

A grin broke out on your face, “I hope you aren’t just askin’ me that-” Your tease was cut off by Jake, “I’m not. I-I had this big plan. I wanted to take you out to the pasture we danced in on prom night our senior year.” You giggled a little, “That would have been nice.”

Biting your lip you played with the hair at the nape of his neck.

“I had a lot of time to think over the past few days,” you said quietly, your breath ghosting over his lips. He nudged your nose with his. “So have I. And I’m sorry I never asked you sooner.” “Let me finish, will ya?” You chuckled lightly and he did as well. “I realized that proposing, nowadays, is a two way street. I could have asked you at any time and you would have said ‘yes’. We’ve been together since we were 15, Jake. Friends since we were born. We should have gotten married right out of high school, but we were scared of what our future held during the Academy and then flight school, then through separate deployments. It was too much to worry about at once, and we didn’t know what was gonna happen.”

You licked your lips and inhaled a little, “But I can’t go another damn day without legally being your wife. Those bitches at the bar aside. I just, I want others to know that you're mine and that I’m yours.” He nodded, “Okay, let’s do it.” You giggled and kissed him, “Alright cowboy.”

He sat you down and pulled out the ring box.

“Wait, you had that this whole time?” Jake rubbed the back of his neck, “Like I said, I had this whole plan. I was gonna ask you after we got some time off when we got back to North Island.” You laughed, “You perfectionist.” You peck his lips and he slid the ring on your finger.

You heard a squeal from behind you and you both looked around to see the entire Gibbs team smiling at you and Jake.

“Thank you, for getting her back to me. All of you.”

*********

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thylacines-toybox · 9 months

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'Jake' the mallard Beanie Buddy, enjoying a little bit of rain. (Undecided if I'm keeping his original name, kinda just been calling him Duck!)

#duck #beanie buddy #bird #plushie #toys #outdoor photo #toy with accessories #TY

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starryeyedadmirer · 1 year

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hyperfixated-gvf · 1 year

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Groupie AU Headcanons

Hello hello! Here's those headcanons I promised for the one year anniversary of Settle Down! They aren't really all that smutty, sorry. I'm still planning on writing more filth for you guys, though, I promise! Also, I'm sorry if this isn't my best work, I'm not really well-versed in writing headcanons, but it was a really fun exercise!

Without further ado, enjoy!

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Warnings: Language, one spicy headcanon (#3), which includes a couple lines of dirty texts and one mention of masturbation over the phone

Pairings: Danny Wagner x Reader; Jake Kiszka x Reader; Sam Kiszka x Reader; Josh Kiszka x Reader

Words: 3545

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What you like to do for fun together:

Josh:

Josh likes to romance you even though you aren’t a couple. He’ll surprise you with a rose and whisk you away for an adventure around the town, but his favorite thing to do with you is find the most beautiful park and picnic, bonus point if there’s a pond or a lake because you guys like to keep seaweed snacks on you to feed the ducks. You’ll name them funny little names and he always ends up taking a selfie with them, which you always find funny because his photo reel is full of selfies with ducks.

“A rose for my darling,” Josh said, swooping dramatically until you took the flower from his hand.

You took his outstretched hand and followed him down the stairs, noting the backpack he wore. “Did you find us a park? And did you get some seaweed? You fed the rest of ours to those mallards in Indiana last time.”

Josh shot you a mischeivous grin, and then opened the door to the rental car for you. “Don’t tell Sam, but I stole the rest of his.”

Jake:

Jake loves teaching you about music, but not just music in general, music the way he sees it. He’s not great at sight reading or anything having to do with music notes on paper, so when he caught you staring early on in the arrangement and you admitted that you loved watching them play and were interested in learning yourself, Jake couldn’t help but put himself in the position of teacher, even if he’d never taught before, because he loves explaining his process to you, which also helps him figure things out himself when he has trouble. You’ll sit there together for hours with a snack and just play around on the instruments.

“It kinda reminds me of when Pheobe tried to teach Joey how to play guitar,” you laughed. After the many months now that you’d been with them, you’d have thought you would be better now at the guitar. You were not.

Jake smiled and made an exagerated hand motion. “What – you mean you think I name my precious skills things like ‘the bear claw’ and ‘the old lady?’” he teased, having watched that episode with you just to scrutinize the guitar playing. He moved to sit with his chest flush up against your back, wrapping his arms around you, even though they nearly didn’t reach around the guitar, and you leaned back into him, content to just watch him play.

Danny:

Danny loves going to antique stores with you. The Kiszka brothers aren’t always in the mood to spend hours looking meticulously through each and every section in the store, but you’re always down to stay with him and watch his eyes light up when he sees something cool. Your favorite thing to do is find a very expensive or different clothing rack and then dress each other up in the weirdest outfits possible (although one time, you did end up liking a coat he put you in more than you thought you would, and Danny carried it around the store for you until you checked out).

“Do you think that Josie would hate me if I showed up with an entire vintage ‘My Little Pony’ set for her birthday next month?” Danny joked, grinning as you raised your brows in surprise at the pure size of the display, with what look like about 50 plastic ponies all standing around a multi-piece set.

You picked up a pink one. “I’m sure you’d definitely be low on the list of ‘people I need to send a thank you card to.” You turned to see an old ukulele hanging on the wall at the booth across the floor. “But I don’t think you should be actively making your sister hate you. Go check that uke out instead.”

He turned to where you were pointing and gasped, the hand-painted designs immediately making him forget about ‘My Little Pony.’

Sam:

Sam loves drinks – alcoholic, holiday, specialty, anything – and he loves knowing what the “special” drink of whatever town or city they’re in is. He’ll do all his research and send you screenshots or links to places that he wants to go, and he knows you’ll come with because you want to take advantage of seeing the world like a rockstar without fame. Sometimes, just to fuck with people, Sam insists that you made each other unrecognizable, and then once you’d drank your fill of the best hot cocoa or a flight of craft beer, he’d call Danny or one of his brothers and challenge them to find you, like a big game of hide and go seek.

“I think you look a little bit like a cartoon character who dresses up in disguise. The fake mustache is going just a little too far,” you teased, watching Sam wipe his mouth and accidentally set the stick-on facial hair askew.

He gasped as if offended and fixed his mustache, smoothing it out with his fingers and shooting you a dirty glare in the process. “Don’t talk about the ‘stache that way, Y/N. It’s my Clark Kent factor,” he defended.

Clark Kent had nothing on Sam Kiszka, you thought. You took a sip of a new beer from your flight and smacked your lips together. “Oh, this one’s good. Here, Superman,” you said playfully, hovering the drink over to Sam’s side of the table, “taste this one.”

How they’d react to a pregnancy scare:

Josh:

The most supportive boy there ever was! Wanna keep the baby? He’s already looking at the safest cribs. Don’t wanna keep it? He’ll drive you across the US to get you to a state that supports it, and he’d insist on being the first brother at your side, since he’s the oldest. But as we all know, Josh loves children, and he’s already writing lyrics about the the wonders of childhood and all the feelings he’s experiencing knowing that he could potentially be a father (…25% chance biologically, 100% chance in practice), and he keeps them stored away when the scare is resolved, but you find them weeks later, since everyone’s stuff is mixed with everyone else’s, and it definitely makes you cry.

“I really like this one,” you said, voice quivering as you read a set of lyrics on the papers you found that brought a lump to your throat. Just seeing how Josh had perceived things through his specific brand of communication was special, and even if you hadn’t wanted a baby, experiencing Josh’s positivity was something of a bundle of joy in and of itself.

Josh peeked over your shoulder and became a little bashful. “Well, they’re still a work in progress.”

Jake:

Jake is probably one of the most apprehensive about the maybe-pregnancy. In no way would he shirk responsibility or even be disappointed, per se, but he does worry about how it will affect the band, the arrangement, and their lives in general. He knows that the band’s time has an expiration date, and somewhere deep inside, he’d be a little worried that a baby would make that date come sooner. In his opinion, it would be one of the best reasons to go out, but Jake isn’t done quite yet. That being said, Jake thinks tiny little guitars are cute, and he quite likes playing house with you. He’s also second, only after Sam, regarding the most curious about who the “real” father would have been, if you actually had been pregnant.

“You’ve been a little quiet,” you said, nose to nose with Jake in his bunk. There was no funny business, not after the excitement of the day, but you’d noticed his unusually subdued demeanor after you broke the news.

Jake looked back at you with what almost look like guilt. “I’m just…processing. It’s like, our whole lives could have been changed, you know? And I feel bad that part of me was so– so against a baby .”

You pressed a soft kiss to his nose, grateful that he was honest and thoughtful both. “I would never ask you to give up your life, Jake. We’d have found a way.”

Danny:

He becomes a little bit of a Papa Bear, very much a dad-zilla, even in the short time the scare goes on for. Very freaked out, very concerned, but the most attentive of them all. He’s the one going out to buy the pregnancy tests and coming back with vitamins and a chocolate bar, too. He’s also the one who does the research for the nearest OB GYN so that if you are pregnant, you could be seen. He’s there in the morning with water and a cuddle, and he’d watch you like a hawk until you were safely and securely not pregnant, but he’d admit to you days after that he didn’t mind playing the doting partner, for what it was worth.

“Wait!” Danny cried out as the three Kiszkas enveloped you in a tight, comforting group hug. You all turned your heads toward him, bodies frozen where they were as his tone of voice surprised you.

“What?” you questioned. You’d much rather him be involved in the hug than standing on the outside, but he sounded worried and that set you on edge.

Danny bit his lip, taken aback by the immediate and complete shift of attention to him, even though he called it to himself. “Um…” he started, licking his lips uncertainly, “that won’t, like…hurt the baby, will it?”

“Oh god,” Sam chuckled, pulling away. “It’s the return of home-ec Flour Baby Dad Danny! Everybody run!”

Sam:

Sam spends the first few hours of the scare attempting to make light of it by assigning everyone a parental role. He jokingly dubs Danny, “Daddy,” as a nod to their fans (which Danny just rolls his eyes and shakes his head at), declares himself, “Pops,” Josh, “Papa,” (but only with a Spanish twist), and Jake, “Dada,” (but, again, only in the Shrek the III voice). In all reality, he’s scared out of his wits, because logically, Journey was right - the road ain’t no place to start a family. But between the doubts and the fear and the unpreparedness, seeing you laugh at his stupid jokes and the way his brothers look at you, he’d also knows that you already were kinda a family, and regardless of your decision to keep it or not, you’d be a pretty damn good one after everything, too.

You could see Sam sitting on his hands, everyone waiting impatiently for Danny to get back from the drugstore they had to do an emergency stop at. It was only ever in the dressing room before a show that Sam did that.

“You good?” you asked quietly as you sat next to him, hand on his knee.

Sam chuckled softly, glancing at you with his basset-hound eyes. “Yeah,” he said, clearly nervous but trying to hold it together. “Are you?”

You leaned against him, resting your head on his shoulder to and stem his nervous energy. “Sure,” you said, half false confidence, the other half genuine. “One way or another, we will be.”

How they’d react if you sent them a dirty picture (that the others didn’t get 👀):

Josh:

Josh is probably the one who least minds sharing you. It’s not because he doesn’t love you any less than the others, it’s because he finds you so damn beautiful that he couldn’t fathom not sharing you with the others, who he knows love you just as much. So, when the other three don’t get a text, he shares with them, but only just barely; he is, after all, possessive of what you give to him specifically, so he only allows the other’s a peek once he checks that it’s okay with you. Very much, “ha ha, look what I have” more than he does it out of the goodness of his heart.

“Holy shit, darling. How can you do this to me? You know I’m around my brothers, and you know that we won’t be home for another few hours.”

“Can I brag about you, darling? Would it be okay for me to show the others how beautiful you look in that picture? Just so that they know. Then it’s all for me.”

“I can’t stop staring at this, Y/N, damn. How did we get so fucking lucky?”

Jake:

Jake is definitely the one taking a little “break” from whatever it is he was doing. Most likely to the bathroom (hint hint wink wink). If he knows you’re free, he’d definitely give you a call, just so that you can hear his breathing change as he gets off in the studio’s private bathroom. You might even talk him through it, knowing that you got him so worked up with one picture. And when he gets back to the others, he’d just smirk knowingly in a way that would drive the other three insane.

“You know it’s only fair that I call you so you can hear what you do to me, sweetheart.”

“I’m alone now. I hope you are too.”

“The others hate me for having a secret, but if you wear that little number tonight I bet they’ll forget all about ;)”

Danny:

You know that you’re playing with fire when it comes to Danny with how quick he is to snap from his sweet, down-to-earth everyday demeanor to his dominant, controlling bedroom one. Combining the two different extremes of his personality, especially when he’s not with you to do anything about it, creates a very interesting breed of Danny, and the others would never know what set him off because he wouldn’t be thinking of them – as soon as he sees that picture, he knows that his focus is done for the rest of the day. He’s only human, after all.

“If you wanted me to leave to come and fuck you stupid…this was the best way to do that. Good job.”

“You’re so pretty and I want to absolutely RUIN that. In a good way, obviously.”

“You’re gonna want to start groveling, sweet girl. You’ve made me mess up too many times and they’ve sent me home.”

Sam:

He’d immediately look up at the others for their reaction if he was around them and, when he doesn’t see a reaction, he’d catch on immediately that he was the sole recipient of the photos and devolve into his teasing, taunting bedroom persona. He’s just as good at getting you all riled up over the phone as he is in person. He’d hint at it in the group, telling his brothers when they ask why he’s so distracted on his phone, “It’s a Y/N and I thing. For me to enjoy and you to not.”

“Just for me, dirty girl? How kind of you.”

“Good god, baby, you are beautiful. Where have you been hiding these sexy little pictures?”

“You’re gonna be dressed like this when I get back to the bus, right? Curl up right there in my bunk with the blinds closed, I want you all to myself. Go ahead and touch yourself for me, make sure you’re nice and wet and ready, cause this was a naughty, naughty, prank.”

How they’d react to fan speculation about their relationship with you:

Josh:

He’d have next to no reaction. In fact, you’d be very surprised if it were him to bring it up in the first place, because Josh loves his fans, but to a point that seeing everyone’s wants and desires and criticisms all at once overwhelms him since he can’t make everyone happy. But if he saw something about your relationship, he’d be sure to bring it up to you if only to make you aware of it, but outside of that, he really doesn’t care if people speculate.He protects you as best as he can – they all do – but he’s no stranger to the world of fame and fans, so he sees no reason to fight it.

“Hey, we’re dating again, just to let you know,” Josh said casually from the couch as you poured yourself a cup of drip coffee and hoped to God that the bus wouldn’t make you spill it all over yourself.

His words made you laugh, though, and you snorted before taking a sip of your drink. “Oh yeah? I wasn’t sure who I was on most recently. The last I heard I was caught up in a love triangle between Danny and Jake, and they hated each other because of me, so…”

Josh put his feet in your lap as soon as you sat down next to him. “Nah, darling, you’re all mine right now.”

Jake:

Like Josh, he probably wouldn’t have much of an outwardly reaction, but the speculation would put Jake a little more on edge, especially since he lurks on social media more than Josh does. This would unfortunately lead to him distancing himself from you for a little bit, meaning not as much sex, not as much fun, and not as much time that he spent with the band when you tag along. It might make you falter for a second, not knowing what brought it on (and not because you hadn’t seen the rumors, but because there were so many of them that you’d become desensitized) but, eventually, the other boys would drag him to you when they figure out that he’s making you upset by doing it, and he’d come around like he always does.

“I think that you being the mastermind behind this all is very fitting,” Jake joked, listening as the dressing room door was barricaded from the outside. “They’re just your loyal meatheads.”

“Why are you avoiding me?” you asked, ignoring his question and getting right to the point that the other boys had brought Jake in to clear up. “I’ve given you like, one handjob in the past two weeks and you gave up your hotel night to Josh.” It was about more than sex, of course – you missed him as a friend, and you were worried you’d done something to make him angry. He fixed you with a startled gaze and began to protest, but you would have none of it. “And you DARE say that you aren’t, Jake Kiszka. Talk to me," you asked, softer now.

Jake hesitated for a moment, but let out a deep breath he seemed to be holding in his entire being. "Okay."

Danny:

This man would cause chaos if given the opportunity. He’d like supportive posts, but he’d also like cryptic, single-guy coded posts just because he can. He’d probably even follow a new ‘run by a hot woman’ account to really nail the point in that nobody out there really knew what was going on behind closed doors. And, speaking of behind closed doors, he likes it when the speculation cycle eventually makes it around to him again, because he when people think you’re his, it gives him ground to call you that “as a joke.” However, it also makes him just that much more likely to have you whisper-scream his name on the bus for the others to hear, and that’s not a joke.

“Well, hello there, Y/N,” Danny said with a wink as he slid into the diner booth beside you before any of the other three could, “or should I say, my ‘on-and-off-again, no-good-for-me girlfriend’ who I was apparently seen buying a ring for last week.”

The other three band members crowded into the other seats, leaving you squished up against the wall. “It’d better be one fat diamond, Wagner,” you huffed, prying your phone from between the two of you. “Have the masses moved me to your corner again?”

“Oh yeah,” Danny confirmed, smiling sweetly and wrapping an arm around you. He kissed your cheek and then followed it with a whisper into your ear, “I’m your prince in the streets but a freak in the sheets, as they say. But you already knew that, didn’t you?”

Sam:

Sam is an enigma when it comes to speculations. It happens so much that he gets bored of it, and his response differs every time. In the beginning, he would just shut down socially – that meant a break from social media, less outings, less fan interaction from him – but as time went by and speculations because something to sigh about instead of react to, he’d be even more careless. He’d post stories with you, bring you everywhere with them, throw you a kiss onstage, etc. because he’d be a little spiteful. He doesn’t like it when people demonize you for being close with the whole band, so he’ll show his affection plain as day to get that message across.

“Sam, just because they say–”

“I don’t care what they fucking say, I’m doing this because I want to,” Sam insisted, popping a piece of cotton candy in his mouth as the Ferris Wheel rose higher. “I love fairs.”

Looking out at all the people wandering around the town they were playing a show in, you knew there’d be a large population of Greta Van Fleet fans who’d catch sight of you and make assumptions. You honestly didn’t mind, but you knew it ticked Sam off, even if he wouldn’t admit it.

The sun was beginning to set, though, and pressed flush shoulder to foot with Sam, you couldn’t really find it in you to argue.

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sailorsolar12 · 2 years

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Federal Agent? - Jake "Hangman" Seresin x NCISAgentWifeOC - Chapter 1

Here is a little crossover I am making between NCIS and Top Gun Maverick. Don't hate me....gihihi.

Rating: M

Words: 1.8k

Pairing: Jake Seresin x OC

Warnings: violence, cursing, sexual tension, mentions of sex

Summary: Elaine and Jake Seresin met while she was working a case in Miramar, CA as she was stationed at the San Diego Field office, and he was in Top Gun Training. By the time that Jake graduated, they eloped and have been going strong ever since. Fast forward almost 10 years, Elaine is now in charge of her own team at the DC headquarters. With the discovery of a Dead pilot, Elaine and her team must team up with the San Diego field office to find the killer in Miramar while her husband is there training and before the killer decides to target her husband and his friends.

Elaine Seresin frowned as she looked at the screen in front of her. On the far right was the head shot of the dead naval officer she and her team were investigating. On the far left was the head shot of the same officer, but he was very much dead having a bullet wound in his head. In the middle was the GPS route of the naval officer the day before he arrived to D.C. He had flown in to meet with NCIS about something he had discovered, but her team had no idea what. The forensic scientist, Abby Sciuto, had discovered his last full day in Miramar, CA before he flew out of San Diego International and into Ronald Regan. A very familiar name popped up on the itinerary as her team surrounded her. He had stopped at The Hard Deck before going to the airport. Elaine closed her eyes for a second before she turned to her team. "Lauren, I want you and Grant to stay here in DC and work any and all possible leads. Work with Dr. Mallard and Abby to try and figure out what is going on. I have to go talk to the Director, but Sean and myself will be flying out to Miramar. I am not letting this man's death happen again," she said determined while walking away passing Gibbs on her way to the Director's office.

Gibbs raised an eyebrow recognizing the look on her face and nodded to her. "We don't have a case right now... Do you want McGee and Ziva to be ready if your agents need help?" he asked lightly.

Elaine gave a grateful smile. "You're a saint Gibbs," she called running up the stairs and smiled at Director Vance's assistant - who buzzed her in. The red headed agent smiled at the Director as she walked in. "Director," she greeted lightly.

"Ah! Elaine, what brings you to my office?" Leon asked as he finished signing some papers he was behind on. He looked up at her, seeing the dark look in her eyes. "Let me guess. You want to take an agent to wherever Miss Sciuto has found for the victim."

Elaine nodded. "Yes, sir. Abby recovered his GPS log from his phone the day before he was murdered up until he flew into Ronald Regan. He came from Miramar out in California, sir. I was stationed out there in the San Diego field office for some time. I am on good terms with Agent Wilson - who currently heads up that office. Sean and I could be on a flight within two hours to make sure not a lot of time is lost," she explained, feeling her phone and smart watch vibrating a few times with messages from her husband. She would look at them later.

Leon stared at her for a moment before nodding. "I will call Agent Wilson and let her know you and Sean will be coming. Rumor has it, your husband was chosen to learn about a confidential mission with some other Top Gun Graduates. I presume you would like some time off to spend with your husband while he is there?" A knowing smile crossed his lips as Elaine turned bright red. "Once you wrap up the case, you will have your time off." Leon nodded, picking up the phone to call the San Diego field office as Elaine walked out of his office.

Elaine hummed softly as she looked at her phone while slowly walking down the stairs.

1507: I arrived safely, Babe. I wish you were here with me.

1507: Phoenix just texted me asking about you. I think she is sad her girlfriend isn't here. 😜😘🥰

1507: The Hard Deck is still here after all these years. The others who were called back are all meeting up tonight.

1512: My My Lt Seresin, are you trying to make me fly out there and see you?

Elaine smirked as she locked her phone and headed to where her team was while grabbing her go bag. "Director Vance approved us going. Agents McGee and David are able to be used from Agent Gibbs' team if you two need back up," she told the two agents staying as she made a couple of calls to get her and Sean on the next flight to San Diego. She looked at her phone as they arrived at the airport with all their documentation and badges and permits for the guns and concealed weapons on their persons.

A few hours later

Elaine and Sean had arrived easily enough in San Diego and went to the field office where they set up, debriefed the San Diego team, and coming up with a game plan. It was already dark by the time Elaine and Sean got to The Hard Deck which was a very popular bar in Miramar for locals and Top Gun Naval pilots. Elaine was nervous because she hadn't mentioned to her husband she would be flying out even if it was mainly for work. The red headed agent smiled softly at the woman behind the bar. "Hi, Ma'am. I am Special Agent Seresin, and this is Special Agent Hendrickson. We are from NCIS and wanted to ask you a few questions about Ensign Graces," she said flashing her badge and ID and pulling up a photo of Ensign Gracess taken the night he flew out of San Diego.

Penny raised an eyebrow at the female agent's last name. There was no way it was the same as one of the pilots playing pool. She shook herself out of her thoughts before trying to think back. "I do remember him. He only ordered sparkling water and was here maybe 30 minutes...at least he was only inside for 30 or so minutes. Then, he left. I can download the security footage and send it over to you, if that will help?"

Elaine's phone rang. She nodded to Sean to take over the interview as she stepped away from the bar taking the call. "Seresin," she answered.

"Elaine, its Wilson, any luck at the bar?" Alice Wilson asked exasperatedly.

Elaine chuckled hearing the frustration in her friend. "Yeah, the lady behind the bar - whom I think owns the place - remembered him. She is sending the footage. I say call it a night and meet back up in the morning to go over the footage."

"You always have the best ideas, El. You and Sean head back to the hotel. Meet tomorrow morning at say 7?" Alice asked smiling.

"We will be there," Elaine answered as she hung up and went back to the bar as Sean finished the interview with Penny. "Head back to the hotel," she said to her agent while handing him the car keys. She was ecstatic to surprise her husband.

Sean took the keys and pretended to gag. "I swear you two are disgustingly sweet. You guys give me cavities," he said softly walking away leaving his supervisor chuckling in the bar.

Elaine smiled as she turned to the woman behind the bar again and motioned for a single beer her hazel eyes trailing over the stunning body of her husband - who was dressed in his Khaki's. She slid a twenty to the woman and winked before silently walking over to where the pilots were playing pool. She sipped her beer slowly and bit her lip. Elaine hadn't seen her husband in months and everything in her body was telling her to jump his bones right then and there.

Payback and Fanboy smirked as they watched Hangman easily play pool. Payback frowned as he noticed a very attractive red headed woman staring at Hangman like a hungry wolf on the hunt. "Hey Hangman," he called out before motioning to the woman leaning against the bar. "Looks like you got an admirer."

Hangman frowned slightly as he stood for a moment before taking his shot. He hadn't told many besides Phoenix and Rooster that he was married and constantly had to turn women down when they tried to make a move on him. Jake sighed again and turned around going wide eyed seeing the one woman in his life he would love for all eternity. He shoved the pool stick he was holding into Bob's hands and rushed over to the woman scooping her up into a large hug and swinging her around happily. "Elaine! What are you even doing here?!" he exclaimed happily. Elaine smiled happily returning the tight hug her husband gave to her.

"I am currently working on a case with the San Diego field office," she murmured softly. "Myself and Hendrickson are here while the others are still in D.C. working any leads they get there." She leaned up and gave him a deep kiss slowly losing herself in his scent. Elaine pulled away gazing up at him getting lost in his green eyes. "I missed you so much," she whispered softly.

Jake gave a soft groan and murmured, "Oh? How long are you in town for then, my dear?" His hands slowly wrapped around her waist pulling her closer to his body. "Because I can think of a few things that we can go do right now if you'd like."

Elaine giggled softly as she set her beer down and stroked his cheeks lightly. "Oh, I can think of quite a few things too, but Natasha looks about ready to murder you for keeping her girlfriend away," she teased motioning behind them. Natasha and Bradley looked happy to see she was there while the other 9 pilots looked confused. She kissed Jake deeply before winking and walking over to Nat and Brad holding her beer. "When the fuck did you get back to the states?" she asked Bradley while hugging Natasha.

Jake shook his head pouting slightly as he came over to where his wife was. He smiled proudly slipping an arm around Elaine's waist. "Guys, this is my beautiful wife of almost 10 years, Elaine Seresin. Elaine, this is Coyote, Payback, Fanboy, Harvard, Yale, Omaha, Fritz, Halo, Bob, and you already know Phoenix and Rooster."

Payback and Fanboy went wide eyed in shock. Hangman was married?! They as well as the other pilots greeted her and were curious as to why she seemed to be dressed more nicely and not show the right side of her pants. Everyone looked at Bob as he asked what Elaine did.

"Oh, I am a Supervisory Special Agent over a team in DC at the NCIS headquarters," she answered simply subtly flashing her badge and gun.

"You're a fed?" Coyote asked wide eyed. "Damn, Hangman. You sure know how to pick them," he smirked at his fellow pilot who simply smiled at Elaine.

Elaine blushed slightly as Jake kissed her temple before pulling her away with a wink. "It was nice meeting you all," she called out as her husband dragged her away to...catch up after not seeing each other for months.

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pigtailpoll · 1 year

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PIGTAIL POLL !! :D

currently running :

lily hoshikawa vs orange blossom

ICON BRACKET

miku hatsune vs usagi tsukino

ABOUT THA ICON BRACKET : tha eight most iconic pigtail characters ( decided both by iconicness and tha amount of submissions they received ) will compete in an adjacent bracket . tha winner will then face off against tha winner of tha main pigtail bracket . this is liek what they do in sports , where certain teams get to skip matches and go straight to tha finals . this way icons can be included but its more exciting ( and fair ) than watching them decimate their opponents each round before making it to tha finals anyways

entire 128 character bracket is too large to take a screenshot of but it looks liek this , and will ( obviously ) be done in sections . bracket list below tha readmore , straight down tha left side and then straight down tha right !! :D

LEFT SIDE

1 asa mitaka ( chainsaw man )

2 izumo kamiki ( ao no exorcist )

3 ashley spinelli ( reccess )

4 creepie ( growing up creepie )

5 bloody eye ( bloody mary )

6 boo ( monsters inc )

7 choso ( jjk )

8 muffet ( undertale )

9 sakura hanazono ( kaichou wa maid-sama )

10 mikan sakura ( gakuen alice )

11 shizuku mizutani ( my little monster )

12 retoree ( show by rock )

13 chiyo mihama ( azumanga diaoh )

14 maka albarn ( soul eater )

15 black rock shooter ( brs )

16 lyra ( pkmn )

17 jill ( drill dozer )

18 penny ( inspector gadget )

19 elizabeth midford ( kuroshitsuji )

20 anne halford ( sugar apple fairy tale )

21 lilie ( princess tutu )

22 jess ( badanamu )

23 yaya yuki ( shugo chara )

24 sana futaba ( magia record : pmm )

25 sana kurata ( kodomo no omocha )

26 makima kirameki ( re : creators )

27 cherry cookie ( cookie run )

28 twintelle ( ARMS )

29 bubbles utonium ( ppg )

30 yokune ruko ( UTAU )

31 entrapta ( she-ra and the pop )

32 ling xiaoyu ( tekken )

33 garu ( pucca )

34 sarasa watanabe ( kageki shoujo )

35 mio naganohara ( nichijou )

36 joon yorigami ( touhou )

37 eleanor miller ( alvin and the chipmunks )

38 gosalyn mallard ( darkwing duck )

39 mallow ( pkmn )

40 love momozono ( fresh precure )

41 nadeshiko kagamihara ( yuru camp )

42 angelica pickles ( rugrats )

43 gretchen grundler ( reccess )

44 lotta zehybe ( charlie and lola )

45 pinky cooper ( pinky and pepper forever )

46 brat plutonium ( ppg )

47 dynamo ( ppg )

48 jinmay ( super robot money team hyperforce go )

49 xinyan ( genshin impact )

50 miyuki hoshizora ( smile precure )

51 hu tao ( genshin impact )

52 sal fisher ( sally face )

53 natsuki mamiya ( gogo sentai boukenger )

54 dee dee ( dexter's laboratory )

55 princess morbucks ( ppg )

56 trixie carter ( american dragon jake long )

57 popuko ( pop team epic )

58 biscuit krueger ( hunter x hunter )

59 celestia ludenberg ( dangan ronpa )

60 kagami hiiragi ( lucky star )

61 juliet starling ( lollipop chainsaw )

62 ruru amour ( hug itto! precure )

63 aki narukami ( misao )

64 rabi en rose ( di gi charat )

RIGHT SIDE

65 brianna dulce ( rainbow high )

66 aria blaze ( mlp : equestria girls )

67 ame-chan ( needy girl overdose )

68 aoi kanzaki ( kimetsu no yaiba )

69 sylvia christel ( no more heroes )

70 ginger breadhouse ( ever after high )

71 kohane azusawa ( project sekai )

72 bronya zaychik ( honkai impact 3rd )

73 saki tenma ( project sekai )

74 riruka dokugamine ( bleach )

75 draculara ( monster high )

76 ichigo momomiya ( tokyo mew mew )

77 ann takamaki ( persona 5 )

78 yayoi takatsuki ( THE iDOLM@STER )

79 hana makihatayama ( ojamajo doremi )

80 nina sakura ( ultra maniac )

81 rise kujikawa ( persona 4 )

82 shushang ( honkai star rail )

83 mei kusakabe ( my neighbor totoro )

84 lily hoshikawa ( zombie land saga )

85 dj cookie ( cookie run )

86 pippi longstocking ( pippi longstocking )

87 pink ( mahou shoujo magical destroyers )

88 piper pinwheeler ( robots )

89 valerie amaranth ( magical warrior diamond heart )

90 twin turbo ( uma musume : pretty derby )

91 tart ( tokyo mew mew )

92 nagisa shiota ( assassination classroom )

93 drossel von flügel ( fireball )

94 najika kazami ( kitchen princess )

95 chinatsu kuramoto ( flying witch )

96 vendetta ( making friends )

97 sorano appare ( appare-ranman! )

98 sunny madison ( rainbow high )

99 jenny wakeman ( my life as a teenage robot )

100 barbara ( genshin impact )

101 nico yazawa ( love live! )

102 ichika usami ( kirakira precure a la mode )

103 ruli ( aikatsu planet!)

104 hay lin ( w.i.t.c.h )

105 teto kasane ( UTAU )

106 marnie ( pkmn )

107 robin ( f ) ( fire emblem awakening )

108 hikaru hoshina ( star twinkle precure )

109 hilda valentine goneril ( fire emblem : three houses )

110 falulu ( pripara )

111 kagura izumi ( ressha sentai toqger )

112 nico niiyama ( kiznaiver )

113 tsunade ( naruto )

114 lucia nanami ( mermaid melody pichi pichi pitch )

115 raki kiseki ( aikatsu on parade! )

116 ranmaru kirino ( inazuma eleven go! )

117 emiru aisaki ( hug itto! precure )

118 q84 ( hello charlotte )

119 nozomi tojo ( love live! )

120 klee ( genshin impact )

121 mimi valentine ( vtube )

122 gerti giggles ( spy kids )

123 kitty cheshire ( ever after high )

124 orange blossom ( strawberry shortcake )

125 miku imamura ( denji sentai megaranger )

126 agitha ( loz : twilight princess )

127 glenda ( petite princess yucie )

128 pepper ( pinky and pepper forever )

#pinned #pigtailpoll #pigtail poll #overdose mention tw #in tha title of a source if you open tha bracket list !!

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redkimmie · 2 years

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Back with the 5th and 6th sets! 😁😁

Again, if you're not familiar with some characters, keep reading 😊

For the 5th set, we have:

1.) Clinton Coot - Donald's great-grandfather, the founder of The Junior Woodchucks.

2.) Gertrude Gadwall - the wife of Clinton Coot.

3.) Fergus Mcduck - the father of Scrooge McDuck.

4.) Downy O'Drake - the mother of Scrooge McDuck.

5.) Gretchen Grebe - Gus Goose's grandmother, the wife of Casey Coot.

6.) Casey Coot - Gus Goose's grandfather and brother to Elvira Coot, an important figure in Scrooge's history.

7.) Kildare Coot - Donald's cousin, an eccentric one.

8.) Moby Duck - Donald's relative, a whaler.

— Clinton Coot, Gertrude Gadwall, Fergus McDuck, Downy O'Drake, Gretchen Grebe, and Casey Coot are all creations of Don Rosa(w/ Fergus originating from Mark Worden's family tree). Kildare Coot is a creation of Romano Scarpa and Moby Duck is of Vic Lockman's.

For the 6th set, we have:

1.)-2.) Titus McDuck/Dingus McDuck - Scrooge McDuck's grandfather, a coal miner.

3.) Jake Mcduck - Scrooge McDuck's uncle, a stockyard hand.

4.) Angus "Pothole" McDuck - Scrooge McDuck's uncle, a riverboat captain and later, a writer of dime novels.

5.) Molly Mallard - the wife of Titus McDuck.

6.) Quagmire McDuck - Titus' brother, owned a pocket watch.

7.) Bhaltair McDuck - Scrooge McDuck's uncle, once the richest man of Edinburgh.

8.) Douglas McDuck - Scrooge McDuck's cousin, a miner.

— The two designs of Scrooge's grandfather shown are based on those of Tony Strobl and Don Rosa. Jake McDuck, Angus McDuck and Quagmire McDuck are creations of Carl Barks while Rosa created Molly Mallard. Bhaltair McDuck is a creation of Kari Korhonen and is featured in a recent story. Douglas McDuck is of Vicar's.

Note : Some of the portraits here were previously used in my other tree though if you look closely, there's some differences. It is because I've changed it a bit. There's a chance that I might do it again which means that the portraits here are not the final version.

#duck comics #my art #donald duck #duckverse #disney comics #disney ducks #redkimmie #scrooge mcduck #uncle scrooge #duck family #family tree #donald duck family tree

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multivcrsity-archive · 3 months

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MOBILE MUSE LIST

television

THE 100

bellamy blake + bob morley

clark griffin + eliza taylor

jasper jordan + devon bostick

john murphy + richard harmon

octavia blake + marie avgeropoulos

raven reyes + lindsay morgan

AMERICAN HORROR STORY

madison montgomery + tati gabrielle

misty day + lily rabe

THE HAUNTING OF BLY MANOR

flora fairchild + india eisley

THE HAUNTING OF HILL HOUSE

luke crain + oliver jackson cohen

theo crain + kate siegel

film

AGE OF ADALINE

adaline bowman + blake lively

THE COVENANT

caleb danvers + steven strait

pogue parry + taylor kitsch

reid garwin + toby hemingway

tyler simms + chace crawford

billy batson + asher angel

cassandra cain + ella jay basco

chato santana + jay hernandez

floyd lawton + michael b jordan

freddy freeman + adam brody

harley quinn + margot robbie

lucy quinzel + chloe moretz

selina kyle + ana de armas

THE DESCENDANTS

carlos de ville + ross lynch

chad charming + nicholas galitzine

evie grimhilde + sophia carson

jay + booboo stewart

mal bertha + dove cameron

malinda bertha + elizabeth gillies (oc)

DISNEY

anna + sadie sink

aurora + elle fanning

belle + troian bellesario

chip potts + asa butterfield

elsa + gabriella wilde

eugene fitzherbert + thomas mcdonell

merida + sophie turner / eleanor tomlinson

moana + auli’i cravalho

maui + jason momoa

rapunzel + lily james

tinkerbell + freya allen

vanellope von schweetz + mackenzie foy

FEAR STREET

deena johnson + kiana madeira

ruby lane + india eisley

sarah fier + kiana madeira

avery hockstetter + felix mallard

beverly marsh + jessica chastain

bill denbrough + james mcavoy

eddie kaspbrak + timothée chamalet

greta keene + sabrina carpenter

henry bowers + nicholas hamilton

mike hanlon + isaiah mustafa

patrick hockstetter + owen teague

richie tozier + bill hader

stanley uris + andy bean

JURASSIC WORLD

maisie lockwood + mackenzie foy

MARVEL

peter parker + tom holland / andrew garfield

THE OUTSIDERS

curly shepard + jordan connor

johnny cade + steven r mcqueen

ponyboy curtis + jake t austin

adelaide wilson + lupita nyong'o

red + lupita nyong'o

misc.

GREEK MYTHOLOGY

aphrodite + nyané lebajoa

cerberus + aidan turner

dionysus + toby regbo

hades + cheyenne jackson

hermes + faceclaim

persephone + gugu mbtha raw

poseidon + jason momoa

literature

HARRY POTTER

cormac mclaggen + freddie stroma

dominique weasley + faceclaim

hannah abbott + faceclaim

hermione granger + jessica sula

lily luna potter + luca hollestelle

lucy weasley + elle fanning

luna lovegood + evanna lynch

millicent bulstrode + barbie ferreira

neville longbottom + matthew lewis

rose weasley + ashley moore

scorpius malfoy + austin butler

THE VAMPIRE CHRONICLES

lestat de lioncourt + cody fern

louis de pointe du lac + felix mallard

original characters

alejandro valdez + danny ramirez ( serial killer based on ahs' the night stalker )

axel zimmermann + aidan turner ( vampire )

elijah catton + jacob elordi ( twin brother of @everyoneismytoy's felix )

gabriel + jamie campbell bower ( archangel )

isabelle blackwood + taylor momsen ( witch )

michael fitzpatrick + max thieriot ( spn hunter )

oliver todd + richard harmon ( serial killer / nightclub manager associated with @painofhumanity's alexander )

#( muse list. )#( mobile muse list. )#( full muse list. )

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elveswithoutears · 1 year

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Massive Blog Promo

OC - @axxholesniper, Liquidator, OC, Fethry Loon, Hades, Jims Starling, Launchpad McQuack, Liquidator - @clucktales Steelbeak, Steelbeak - @directorsteelbeak, Ernesto De La Cruz (Alive and Dead), King Dice, Ms Chalice, Agustin Madrigal, Bruno Madrigal, Helpy, Moon Drop, Sunny, William Afton, Egon Spengler, Ray Stantz, Gozer, Dean McCoppin, Jake Lockley, Marc Spector, Steven Grant, Lucifer, Ebenezer Scrooge, Harry Huffman, Sherlock Holmes, Teldryn Sero, Eddie Munson, Basil of Baker Street, Olivia Flaversham, Professor Ratigan, Alador Blight, Admiral Hornagold, Captain Crow, Captain Jim Nicklebones, Jacob Holland - @elveswithoutearsmultimuse , Negadrake - @negadrakemallard, Peter Vincent - @petervincentmasterofdarkness, Darkwing Duck, Gosalyn Mallard, NegaGos, Darkwarrior, Darkiwng, Gosalyn Mallard, NegaGos - @terrorofthenight Darkiplier, Mayor Iplier - @thedarkmarkdamien Falcon Graves - @thefalcongraves Alastor, Charlie, Nifty, Sir Pentious, Tom Trench, Ozzie, Fizz, Millie, Robo Fizz, Stolas, Striker - @theredhazbinhotel

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eclipseuniversity · 6 months

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most wanted masc fcs?

not gonna lie i think i went a little too hard making this list.

jake johnson, rudy pankow, desire mia, michael cimino, noah adams (noahfinnce), miles mckenna, hugh laughton scott, derek luh, asa germann, aidan laprete, giullian yao gioiello, rio mangini, chosen jacobs, jordan gonzalez, thomas weatherall, olly sholotan, xolo maridueña, tenzing trainor, d’pharaoh woon-a-tai, mukasa kakonge, brodie townsend, tyler james williams, luca apple, mathieu simoneau, romeo centeno, adachi yuto, josh heuston, felix mallard, anthony keyvan, mackenyu, mason gooding, evan mock, william gao, jonathan daviss, iñaki godoy, conan gray, jacob romero, christopher briney, oscar issac, pedro pascal, chris pine, luke grimes, paul mescal, aaron taylor johnson, taylor zakhar perez, riz ahmed, lucien laviscount, oliver jackson cohen, michael b jordon, ronen rubinstein, drew ray tanner, michael evans-behling, justice smith, stephen james, jonah hauer-king, lewis tan, winston duke, jon bernthal, archie renaux, elliot page, jonathan bailey, reece king, luka sabbat, omar apollo, kofi siriboe

#fc help #multifandom rp #discord rp #secrets rp #fandom rpg #city rpg

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ac1nums · 2 months

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tv shows.

degrassi, the next generation.

glee.

clare edwards, student at degrassi; drama queen, loves journalisms and vampire literature. nineteen/twenty, ella purnell, bisexual. eli goldsworthy, playwright, student at nyu and former student at degrassi, drama king, nineteen/twenty, munro chambers, bisexual. bianca desousa, former student at degrassi and college student now, nineteen/twenty, cierra ramirez, bisexual. imogen moreno, student at degrassi and drama club enthusiats, nineteen, cristine prosperi, lesbian. paige michalchuk, eighteen/twenty-five, queen bee of degrassi high, a lover, bisexual who has an older brother who plays hockey far away from home, renée rapp. manuela santos, eighteen-twenty five years, future movie star who loves hanging with band when boredrom kick in, bisexual, cassie steele. jake martin, eighteen/twenty-five man who love to build things and do love working on gardens, bisexual, nick robinson. becky baker, miss sunshine who loves musical and annoying directors, christian girl who is rebellious at times, eighteen/twenty-five, bisexual, madelyn cline. craig manning, musician who gets in trouble a lot with girls or boys, loves music as if it was his entiere life, eighteen/twenty-five, bisexual, felix mallard. maya matlin, cello and guitare enthousiast, loves to educate people with mental illness and is a lead singer in her own band, eighteen/twenty five, olivia scriven, bisexual. ashley kherwin, music lover who would do anything to being people back tonlife with her lyrics, eighteen/twenty-five, bisexual, benedetta gargan.

rachel berry, the drama queen who needs validation but know what she’s worth. eighteen, is going to be the it girl of broadway. rachel zegler. bisexual. blaine anderson, warblers prodigy, loves the glee club like a second family, eighteen - twenty-five, homosexual icon, darren criss. mercedes jones, queen latifa and the beyonce of the glee club, isn't afraid to hurt your feelings, eighteen - twenty- five, bisexual, ryan destiny.

one tree hill.

haley james scott, once a student, validatorian, singer, producer, mom and wife, twenty-five, bethany joy lenz, straight.

skins uk.

effy stonem, witch who’s a part of the frasser coven ( fear streat based ), twenty, marine vacht, lesbian.

the vampire diaries.

katherine pierce, vampire who’s living for blood and wrath, twenty in apparence but 545+, daniela nieves, bisexual. kai parker, leader of the gemini coven ( finally ), sociopath without a heart, twenty in apparence but 35+, no shippable, chris wood. bonnie bennet, town witch who is tougher than she looks, would do anything for her friends, even sacrificing herself, seventeen - twenty, kat graham, bisexual.

shadowhunters/ mortal instrument.

clary fairchild, shadowhunter who’s looking for her mother and tries not to attract the wrong people around but can’t, twenty, sophie skeleton, bisexual.

thirteen reason why ( tagged as 13rw if you wanna ban it )

jessica davis, future journalist who survived a lot in her high school years, twenty, alisha boe, bisexual.

teen wolf.

lydia martin, mathlet who loves shopping too much and skate on the ice when she has the times, is something special, can shatter your skull with her banshee cries, seventeen - twenty, kennedy walsh, bisexual.

skam norway.

chris schistad, penetrator chris when it comes to parties, love flirting with girls, and is a literature lover, twenty, herman tommeraas, bisexual. noora sætre, future madam president, would rather see her friends smile than cry and will sing justin bieber to cheer them up, twenty, bisexual, josephine frida pettersen.

wednesday.

wednesday addams, loves to tourment people and solve mistery. eighteen, jenna ortega, bisexual.

my life with the walter boys. ( book + tv show adapted. )

katherine walter, mother of twelve ( now thirteen ) kids , guardians, ( not all them hers but she loves them all equally. ) , late fourty, veterinarian in Silver Falls and happily married to george. sarah rafferty. jackie howard, little city girl who doesn’t like calm city living in silver falls with eleven boys and a girl who she foundly adores.eighteen, bisexual nikki rodriguez. cole walter, ex-quaterback of his high school football team, broody and mysterious, second of twelve bothers, is trying his best but sometimes, don’t succed. eighteen, bisexual, noah lalonde.

charmed.

phoebe halliwell, twenty-thirty verse dependant, witch who loves to prank her sister and be gone for their lives for a thousand years and come back as if nothing bad happened when there is still obviously some bad blood with her older sister, student at law college of san fransisco, bisexual, seb quesada.

veronica mars.

wallace fennel, eighteen/twenty-five, nerd who loves to solve mystery with his best friend, loyal friend who would go down for justice and everything that comes with it, bisexual, percy daggs iii.

cobra kai.

robby keene, eighteen years old, part of the miyagi-do / eagles dojo. a little bit misunderstood, troublemaker, and have serious daddy issues. tanner buchanan, bisexual.

#in character. / ( tv shows muses. )

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sarahsmi13s · 1 year

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Pink, Blue, Navy True

pairing: jake ‘hangman’ seresin x sarah grant (fem!oc)

characters: jake seresin, sarah grant, the bradshaws (hlg), the grants and seresins, the entire dagger squad (include cyclone, warlock, and maverick), penny and amelia benjamin, random students of sarah’s, dr. mallard (oc)

warnings: language, pregnancy, deployments, talks of death, talks of cannon dangers, fluffy hangman, doctors appointments, gender reveal, i believe that’s it

word count: ~8.2k

a/n: this story is inspired by ‘His Little Girl’ (bradley bradshaw x reader) by the lovely @roosterscockpit ( @milesdickpic ) and characters from this story are mentioned. also, yes, the oc is based on me lol (well a fantasy version lol)

here is the pinterest board for this part ---> seresin twins

this is part 7 in the j and s series ---> found here

loose summary: just before jake and sarah found out the gender of their twins, jake is told he’s being deployed and that he might not be home for the twins birth. but they press on as if everything is okay and surprise everyone with not one but two new editions

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Jake’s alarm went off, pulling him out of his dream.

“Shhhhh,” he threw his free arm behind him and turned off the annoying old piano alarm sound.

Bringing the arm back, he placed his hand on Sarah’s baby bump. Being pregnant with twins had her looking a little further along than she was, but Jake loved the bump so he wasn’t complaining.

He really didn’t want to get up. He was comfortable and cozy with Sarah all cuddled up into his side. Jake also didn’t want to wake her up. She’s been having trouble falling asleep since being in the second trimester.

There was a likely chance she’s only been asleep for maybe an hour, if that. But Jake had to get up to get ready for work.

He turned back over, grabbing his phone to check the time. 04:00. He could spare 30 more minutes, he didn’t need to be up until 5.

Turning back to Sarah, Jake pressed a kiss to her forehead. She hummed contently in her sleep, snuggling into him a little more.

He smiled to himself and looked up at the ceiling, his hand resting on the bare skin of Sarah’s stomach.

****

Sarah’s eyes fluttered open as Jake pressed kisses to her eyelids.

She smiled sleepily, her eyes meeting his, “G’mornin’.” “Mornin’ Sweetheart,” Jake smiled at her, pushing some hair out of her face.

“Are you leaving for work?” She asked, her neck tilting back to look at him. He shook his head, “No, not yet. I just wanted to let you know I was about to get ready.” She hummed and kissed his lips, “Okay baby.”

Jake kissed her forehead and got out of bed, giving her his pillow to snuggle with.

Sarah giggles a little, getting comfortable with the pillow, “It’s not the same, but it’ll do.” Jake laughed, “Get some sleep, I’ll wake you up before I leave.” “Don’t need to tell me twice, you’re little trouble makers are wrestling at the worst hours.” Jake laughed again, “Hey, we were both athletes – don’t blame their athleticism on just me.”

She rolled her eyes at him and shooed him, “Get dressed, you big oaf.”

Jake went to the shower and Sarah let her eyes shut again.

****

It didn’t take long for the twins to start kickboxing again and pull Sarah out of her sleep.

She went to get up, but Jake walked out of the bathroom in just his boxer briefs drying his hair with a towel.

He turned to his drawer of undershirts.

“Mmm mmm mmm,” Sarah hummed, smirking as she propped her head up. Jake whipped around, “What are you doing up?” “Our kickboxers started a new match,” she groaned and stretched, rolling onto her back. She made grabby hands at Jake and he chuckled, grabbing her hands and helping her out of the bed.

When he had her standing, he knelt down. “Hey you two, you need to give your mama a break. She needs her sleep so she doesn’t strangle daddy because he chews too loud.”

Sarah scoffed, feigning offense as she shoved his shoulder, “I would never strangle you. May have the occasional urge to stab you with a fork - but never strangle you.”

He pointed back at her bump, “You’re makin’ mama violent.”

Jake stood up and kissed Sarah’s hairline, “I love you.” She smiled up at him, “I love you too.” She moved past him and towards the bathroom.

He turned back and went back to his drawer.

She turned to say something but forgot what it was the moment her eyes landed on Jake. “Do you understand how unfair it is that not only are you super attractive and have perfect teeth, but how nice your ass is?” Jake stood up, “Thank you?” “It’s frustrating that my fiancé has a better ass than I do.”

He gave her a look, “Darlin’, my ass isn’t better than yours.” “You’re just sayin’ that,” she threw him a teasing smile and finished her trek to the bathroom.

****

Once Sarah got dressed, she went downstairs to the kitchen.

Jake was standing by the sink, cutting strawberries as the microwave hummed. He was listening to some history podcast while humming ‘American Pie’ and swaying back and forth.

She smiled and wrapped her arms around his waist, “And they were singing ‘bye, bye, Miss American Pie. Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry. And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye. Singing, "This'll be the day that I die". This will be the day that I die.”

Jake smiled to himself when she sang, sitting the small knife down and turning in her arms. He wrapped his arms over her shoulders and rested his head on top of hers. “It’s too early, Jake.” He chuckled and looked at the kitchen clock, “Sugar, it’s 05:20. You start getting ready at 05:30.”

“Exactly, I’m already dressed for the day and you’re still home,” she yawns a little bit. “I’m gonna need a nap at some point today.” Jake laughs, “I’m sure Mrs. Hapler will lend us her couch.” “Us?” He looked down at her, “Yeah, we’re doing lunch today, remember?”

Sarah blinked, brows pulling together before her mouth dropped in realization, “Oh, right. I’m sorry. Baby brain.” He smiled at her, shaking his head, “It’s okay. Maybe I should have left it a surprise.” She hummed in amusement and pulled back, holding onto Jake’s hand.

Jake took this time to look her over.

“You’re glowing, Sugar. You look absolutely beautiful,” Jake reached out and twirled a loose piece of hair around his finger. She was in a simple green, knit cardigan with one of his older plain gray t-shirts, leggings, and some gray Vans.

She smiled at him, squeezing his hand in appreciation, “Thank you, Honey. But is too-” “Do you like the way you look in it?” She nodded. “Are you comfortable?” She nodded again. “Then it’s perfect.” She smiled at him again, “Thank you.” Jake nodded, “Anytime.”

“I’m gonna go check my bag and make sure I have everything. If I don’t do it now, I’ll forget to do it before I leave.” Jake nodded, smiling as he watched her waddle towards the hooks by the front door.

The microwave beeps, signaling to Jake that the oatmeal was finished.

He grabbed a pot holder and pulled out the hot ceramic. Reaching up he grabbed the peanut butter from the cabinet. He moved over beside the sink and reached for a spoon, only to be met by an empty basket.

“Hey Babe?” He called out. “Yeah?” “Are the dishes in the dishwasher clean?” He had his hand hovering over the handle as he waited for her response. “Uh, yeah, yeah I think so.” “Sweet.” He opens the dishwasher and takes out the silverware basket.

Sitting aside a spoon, he puts the rest of the silverware in its respective holder before placing the basket back in the dishwasher.

Once he finished that he used the spoon to get a hefty scoop of peanut butter and stirred it into the oatmeal. After it was stirred in thoroughly, he sprinkled in the strawberry pieces and mixed them in as well.

He grabs a mason jar off the top dishwasher drawer and pours orange juice in it.

“Okay, I have everything,” Sarah confirmed when she walked back into the kitchen. “That’s good,” Jake smiled and grabbed the breakfast, holding it out to her.

She arched her brow, “Whatcha got there?” “I made you breakfast.” She stopped in her tracks, looking down at the bowl and cup in her fiancé’s hand. “Wait, is that peanut butter oatmeal with strawberries?” She took the bowl in her hands as Jake nodded, “It is. I bought the strawberries yesterday.”

Taking a bite made her eyes tear up, “Jake… you didn’t have- strawberries aren’t even in season.” He sat the glass down, cupping her face, “I know, but these looked perfect and I know you’ve been craving them.” “You’re too good to me, Jake.”

He shook his head and planted a kiss on her forehead, “I’m just giving you what you deserve. You know, for putting up with me and our little MMA fighters down there.” Sarah let out a watery giggle, making Jake smile as he knelt down to be eye level with her stomach.

“Okay, Daddy has to go to work, don’t give your mom a hard time,” Jake placed a kiss on her bump before standing up. “I’ll see you at lunch, Sugar,” he kissed her lips, tasting the peanut butter. “I love you, Jake. Be safe, okay?” “Always am,” he kissed her again. “I love you too.”

****

Sarah checked her watch, “Okay, girls, bring it in!” The seventh graders jogged over to her. She clapped her hands together, “I know it’s only Monday, but I just want to make you all aware. I won’t be here on Friday. I’ve got a doctor’s appointment. Jake and I are going to find out the gender of little Seresin.”

All the girls lit up, jumping a little bit and giggling in excitement.

“June, call it up and you girls go get changed and get to lunch,” she laughed, putting her hand out and all the girls stacking their hands before June called it up and they went to the locker room.

****

By the time Sarah made it back to her classroom, Jake was already there.

“Hi, Lieutenant Seresin,” she teased a little. “Hi, pretty mama,” he teased right back, rolling her desk chair over to her. She laughed and shook her head but sat down anyway.

Jake rolled her back to her desk. “So, Mav ordered pizza for everyone and I managed to sneak out two cheese pizzas.” She arched her brow, “Two whole pizzas?” She opened one box, “How’d you manage that?” He shrugged, “I guess I’m just that good.”

He grabbed a piece and took a bite. “Jake, there is no way you snuck out with two pizza boxes around 11 aviators that have a scarily good sense of smell. And you definitely didn’t get past Phoenix, she knows everything.”

He laughed and held his hands up, “Okay, you got me there. But I did just grab the boxes and when they tried to protest, I told them it was for you. They know better than to stand in between a pregnant lady and her food.” Sarah hummed in amusement, grinning as she took a bite of pizza.

After they had their fill, Sarah pulled out a gallon zip lock and put the remaining pizza from the opened box in it before putting it in her mini fridge.

She dusted her hands off, “Looks like you can return the other pizza.” Jake scoffed, “Um no. I’ll swing by the house and put it in the fridge.” She laughed and shook her head, getting up to throw the empty box away. “No, Babe, I got it.” “Jake, I’m pregnant, not injured. I got it.” She kissed the side of his head and went out into the hall.

When she came back, Jake had turned off her room light, leaving her fairy lights on, and had sat down on the little reading couch that could fit two people – but only if they were sitting.

“Jake?” “I know it isn’t the most comfortable but Mrs. Hapler left early today. So, I figured if I was here, it’d be a little better.” She smiled at him, “It’s always better when you’re here.”

She got about 15 minutes of rest before students started coming in.

“Hey, Hangman,” one of the football players greeted. “Hey Johnny, how’s off season treating you?” They kept their voices hushed so they didn’t wake Sarah. “It’s okay.”

Johnny sat his bag down, “My mom was wondering if you guys knew the gender of the baby yet?” Jake shook his head, “We go on Friday to find out. And then we’ll have a reveal party on the 25th, I think.”

Johnny nodded and sat down, “That’s cool. What do you want the baby to be?” Jake shrugged, “I’ll be happy with either. But I have a feeling it’ll be a girl.” Maybe two, he thought to himself.

“You look like a girl dad, Hangman,” Ginny, one of the softball girls said when she came in and sat down across from Johnny. “But Coach gives me ‘boy mom’ vibes.” Jake shrugged, laughing a little as he checked the time.

He sighed and gently woke up his fiancé.

Sarah groaned and put her face in his neck. He chuckled, “Honey, come on. The bell’s ‘bout to ring.” She huffed and sat up, going to rub her eyes.

Jake grabbed her wrist, “No, you’ve got mascara on.” “Oh, right, thank you.” He kissed her ring, “No problem.” He stood first and helped her up as the rest of the class piled in.

He kissed her forehead, “I’ll see you at home, Sugar.” “See you at home, Lieutenant.” Jake grinned and gave her a hug, tucking her head under his chin. “Be safe,” Sarah mumbled into his chest. He chuckled and kissed the top of her head, “Always am.”

“I love you,” he gave her hand a gentle squeeze before grabbing the box and leaving. “I love you too,” she blew him a kiss and he caught it, shoving his hand into his flight suit pocket. “Saving that for luck,” he sent her a wink and was out the door.

****

Jake shut his truck door, locking it as he walked into base.

“Seresin!” Cyclone called for him as soon as he entered the door. “Yes sir?” “I need to speak with you in my office,” he crooked a finger for Jake to follow him.

Coyote, who was standing at the front desk, raised his brows, “What you do this time, Hangman?” Jake shrugged, frowning a little as he followed Cyclone into his office.

He shut the door and stood in front of the admiral’s desk. “Is everything alright, sir?”

Beau sighed as he looked up at Jake. “You’re being deployed, Lieutenant.”

Jake felt his stomach drop. He clenched and unclenched his fists, “How long?” Cyclone looked out the window, “I’m not sure. Could be anywhere from 9 weeks to 22 weeks.” Tears pricked the back of Jake’s eyes, “22 weeks?” “At the longest, yes.” Jake took a deep breath, trying not to cry at the possibility of not being there when the twins were born, “When do I leave?” “April 3rd. I’m sorry, Jake.” Jake just nodded. “You’re dismissed.”

He promptly left, going straight to the locker room and sitting against his locker. He pulled out the photo of him and Sarah on her graduation day and the sonogram photo from their last appointment.

She wasn’t going to take this well.

****

Jake trudged in the door, his boots feeling heavier than usual.

He put his things down by the door and untied his boots. He shook out his hands and took a deep breath.

He could hear Sarah in the kitchen singing along to Luke Combs’s ‘Lovin’ On You’.

Jake walked into the kitchen and wrapped his arms around her. “Hi, Sugar.” She turned and kissed the side of his head, “Hi, Jakey. How was work?” He shrugged and buried his face into her neck, “It was work.”

Sarah furrowed her brow, reaching over to pause her playlist.

She rested her head back on Jake’s shoulder, “What happened?” He shook his head and planted a kiss on her shoulder, “Nothin’ happened.” “Jake…” He cleared his throat a little, standing up straight.

“I’m getting deployed.”

He felt her stiffen up. Sarah braced her hands on the counter, taking deep breaths, “When do you leave?” “The third of April.” She nodded, “How long?” “I’m not sure.”

She turned around, “You’re ‘not sure’? What do you mean not sure?” Jake ran a hand through his hair, “Cyclone didn’t really give me an exact time.” “What did he say?” “He said it could be anywhere from 9 weeks to 22 weeks…” He rushed to say.

Sarah arched a brow and leaned closer, “Come again?” He closed his eyes and hung his head, letting out a deep breath, “He said anywhere from 9 weeks to 22 weeks.” “That’s what I thought you said.” She took in a breath and walked away from him.

“You’re mad,” Jake stated. “You think? Yeah, I’m mad.” Jake pointed a finger at her, “You know I don’t control when I leave and how long I’m gone for.” She put her hands on her hips and huffed a breath out through her nose. “Sarah, you think I want to go to the middle of the damn ocean and be away from you!?” She stayed silent, tears making her nose burn.

“Do you think I want to run the risk of missing out on the twins' birth?” She crossed her arms and Jake felt a stab in his chest; she was closing herself off from him. “No, Jake, I know you don’t. But-” “But what?”

She swallowed and shook her head, “Nothing. Let me get back to cooking dinner, go get changed.”

She brushed by Jake and he gently curled his fingers around her bicep, “Sarah, don’t do this. Talk to me, please.” “Dinner will be ready in a little bit,” she tried to shake Jake’s hand off and he let go; but he grabbed her hand. “Sarah-”

“I’m scared, Jake.”

Tears slipped past her lids and Jake brought his free hand up to cup her cheek. “What are you scared of?” One of her hands ran over her bump, “Doing this alone.” Jake furrowed his brow, “You won’t be alone.” She gently held Jake’s face.

“I will be if you die.”

Jake shook his head, frowning, “But I won’t die.” She gave him a watery smile and shook her head, rubbing his cheekbones with her thumbs, “You and I both know you can’t promise that.”

Sarah dropped her hands and changed course, going out to the back deck. “Just give me a few minutes okay?” Jake swallowed and nodded, finally taking his cue to get changed.

****

He came back to see Sarah still on the deck in a chair, playing with her hands.

He felt terrible. He knows he can’t control when or where he goes, nor how long he’s gone. And he knows she understands that too. But that doesn’t make it any easier.

Jake knows to give her space, despite wanting to go out there and hold her for as long as he can; that’s not what she needs.

Seeing the ingredients on the counter, he decides to start making dinner.

By the time it’s finished, Sarah still hasn’t come back in and he debates going outside to tell her it’s ready.

As he’s contemplating, he misses the shuffle of the back door opening and closing. But he hears her voice.

“I’m sorry.”

His head shoots up and he nearly cries when he sees the blotchy red patches on her cheeks. He steps towards her, “Oh, Darlin’…”

She takes a deep breath before speaking again, “I know you can’t control these things and that every time you leave it’s just as hard for you. I knew that when we got together and I’ve handled it well throughout the years… This is your job, this is your dream, and you know I would never ask you to give that up.”

Jake just nods, not speaking yet to let her air out her thoughts.

“I’m not mad at you, Jake. I need you to know that. I just- I’m scared, I’m always scared when you leave. But this is different, I’m carrying our children this time. And I hate thinking that they may never get to meet you,” her hands were rubbing her bump again.

He steps even closer, but doesn’t touch her yet. “I’m scared too, Sarah. I’m scared every time, but I use it as fuel to get home. You know I’d fight through hell to get back to you, this time is no different.”

His hands cover hers, “But please don’t shut me out. I know you try to keep your concerns to yourself to protect yourself and to protect me and keep me from worrying but I’m gonna worry anyway.”

She nodded, “I know. I’m sorry.” He wrapped his arms around her, “I love you.” Her arms went around his neck, “I love you too.”

They held each other for a few minutes, just needing the comforting weight of the other.

“Let’s eat before it gets too cold.” She nodded, “Yeah, I’m starving.” Jake shook his head and chuckled, pressing a kiss to her head before pulling back to kiss her on the lips.

******

When Friday rolled around, Sarah and Jake were ready. They had left early to grab breakfast before going to the doctor.

“So,” Sarah started, sipping her orange juice. “Do you think we’re having two girls, a boy and a girl, or two boys?” Jake looked up at her from his french toast, having just shoved a bite into his mouth. She giggled, “Finish your bite then answer.”

She took a bite of her biscuits and gravy as Jake swallowed his bite to talk.

He wiped his mouth, “Well, as we know, I already thought the baby was a girl to begin with – I still think at least one of them is a girl. And if I know anything, it’s that I have a lot of sisters, so I’m thinking we’re gonna have two girls.”

Sarah nodded, “Okay okay, well we have one name-” She grabbed her phone to open her notes to type in names. “Finley Grace is a guarantee. But we don’t have another girl named lined up. Any suggestions?”

Jake taped his chin, “Hmmm, what was your memaw’s name?” “Mary Jane.” “Our girl would get teased relentlessly for that,” he chuckled a little while sipping his coffee.

He snapped his fingers, “Oh! What flower grew right outside her back door?” “There was a rose bush right under the living room window,” Sarah answered, bringing a bite up to her mouth before stopping and making eye contact with Jake. “Rosemary,” they said at the same time.

“Okay, do we want to do Rosemary Jane or another middle name?” Sarah asked as she took the bite off her fork. “I picked Finley’s middle name. This one is on you.” She groaned, “You know I can’t think of na- Wait, I got one.”

Jake looked at her, waiting for the name, “Well, you gonna tell me or do I have to guess?” She smiled, sipping her drink again. “Rosemary Jade.”

He tilted his head, “Why ‘Jade’?” Sarah smiled again, looking directly into Jake’s green eyes, “I just like the name.”

They finished breakfast and drove to the doctor’s office.

****

As he drove, Jake held Sarah’s hand.

“What if we have two boys?” He asked when they came to a stop at a red light. “We’ve only got Finnegan Michael.” She nodded, “I’ve got one.” “Lay it on me.” “Waylen Harper.”

Jake arched a brow, “Like Waylon Jennings, the singer?” “Yeah but spelled differently. ‘E-N’ instead of ‘O-N’. And Harper is after my grandpa on my mom’s side.” Jake smiled at her and kissed her knuckles, “I love it.”

****

Sarah laid back on the exam table, making a small noise of discomfort before lifting her shirt up.

Dr. Mallard rolled over, gel and ultrasound machine in hand. “We ready to find out the gender of these babies?” Both Sarah and Jake nodded as he grabbed Sarah’s hand.

“Are there any bets, I mean, hopes for a particular outcome?” Dr. Mallard asked as she spread the gel around. Jake chuckled, the squad definitely had bet money on it and he was sure the families had talked about it.

“Well, my co-workers actually do have bets with each other. But the thing is, only like two of our friends know we’re having twins. So their bets are kinda in vain, but I find it very amusing.” Sarah just shook her head, laughing at her fiancé.

She looked at Dr. Mallard, “We aren’t hoping for anything other than healthy babies.” She glanced at Jake, who was eyeing the monitor very closely. “Well, he’s really set on at least one of them being a girl.” “I’m telling you, Sugar, Seresin boys are the minority in the family. It’s bound to happen.”

Dr. Mallard arched a brow, chuckling amusedly at Jake before going back to check over the twins.

“He’s the only boy out of his siblings and if you look in his family tree the amount of girls is crazy,” Sarah explained as her eyes also scanned over the monitor. “Well, let’s find out shall we?”

Dr. Mallard found baby A and pointed, “Looks like baby A is a girl! Dad, you were right.” Jake smirked, giving Sarah a ‘told you so’ look. She just stuck her tongue out and turned back to her doctor, “What about baby B?” Dr. Mallard took a quick picture of baby A before moving around a little and finding baby B.

“Baby B is a boy! Congratulations Mom and Dad, you’re having one of each!” Dr. Mallard took another photo. “I’ll get these printed for you.” She handed Sarah a paper towel before exiting the room.

The midwife smiled at the two as she helped Jake get Sarah upright, “So, do you guys have names picked out?” The couple nodded, “We do.” “Finley for our girl,” Sarah said, stretching her back out a little bit. “And Finnegan for our boy,” Jake finished, applying a gentle pressure to Sarah’s back and massaging a little. “Those are adorable. Congratulations, you two. The doc should be back in just a moment with those photos.”

Once they got the sonograms, they headed out to get a late lunch.

****

Sitting in the booth seat of dinner, Sarah and Jake talked about party ideas.

They had already picked a date and set up the event. It was going to be on the 25th and at their place.

“Okay, so, do we want to go shopping tomorrow? You know for decorations and stuff?” Jake asked, tossing a fry in his mouth. Sarah nodded, “Yeah, we won’t really have time next week with the softball games and whatnot. So, let’s go over ideas tonight and then go shopping tomorrow.” Jake nodded, “Sounds good.”

They ate in silence for a bit before Jake watched Sarah’s eyes widen and a grin grow on her face.

He sat up straight and leaned away from the table, “I don’t know how to feel about that look. That’s your idea face and I never know what to expect with that.” She rolled her eyes, “Do you want to hear it or not?” He pretended to think about it, but he nodded, “Of course I do.”

“Let’s mess with Alyssa and Bradley a little bit.” Jake’s brows raised in amusement, “Oh I’m always down for messing with Bradshaw. Keep talking.” Sarah giggled and shook her head.

“We take them shopping with us tomorrow,” she began. Jake opened his mouth to interject, but Sarah held up a finger, “Hold on. Let me finish. We take them shopping, separately. I take Alyssa and you take Rooster. Lyss and I shop for blue, you and Brad shop for pink. That way, they each think they know the genders, but in reality they only know one. So, when the day comes, they’re still surprised along with everyone else.”

Jake’s eyes were wide but his face split into a devious smile, “I love it. How do you come up with these things?” Sarah shrugged, “I’m just that good.” She winked at him before sipping her drink.

He laughed, “Rooster is gonna be so smug, because he bet Maverick 100 bucks we were having a girl.” “It’s gonna be funny watching all of them realize they won’t be making any money.”

Jake just shook his head and laughed.

*******

The next day, Sarah and Jake took Bradley and Alyssa out to shop with them.

Sarah and Alyssa went to one store and Bradley and Jake went to another.

**** (sarah and alyssa)

“Okay, so, what all do we need to get?” Alyssa asked when they got to the store. Sarah pulled out her phone and waved it, “Got it all right here.”

They went in and grabbed a buggy. “They’ve got an entire aisle dedicated to baby parties,” Sarah said pointing in the direction of the aisle.

As they walked, Sarah turned to Alyssa, “Are Leia and Bradley doing a ‘daddy/daughter’ day?” Leia hadn’t come with them so she wasn’t sure if Leia had gone with Bradley and Jake.

“No, Brad and Jake went to do something today. I think he said something about wanting to look at boats? But Leia and Gunner are with Mav and Penny.” Sarah nodded, “Oh okay. Where did you tell Bradley we were going?” “Shopping, but I didn’t say what for.”

They got to the aisle and started grabbing decorations.

“Okay, we need pink and blue fairy lights, navy blue and dusty pink balloons, pink and blue cups, pink and blue straws. I think that’s it.” Alyssa nodded and they both grabbed a few of everything.

They looked at everything in the basket. “Is this enough?” Alyssa asked. “Yeah, it should be. Oh! I need tablecloths,” Sarah reached up and grabbed the off-white ones, dropping a few in the buggy. “Okay, I think we’re good in this aisle.”

Alyssa started to push the basket but stopped, “Wait how are you and Jake doing the big reveal?” Sarah tilted her head, “The fact we’re having twins or the gender of the twins?” “The gender.” “Oh, the smoke things.” Alyssa nodded, “Do they have them here?”

Sarah nodded and pointed right next to Alyssa, “They’re right there. Would you grab two?” “Yeah, sure. What color?” “Blue please.” Alyssa’s movements stopped, “Blue? You’re having- Oh my gosh! Bradley is gonna freak out when he finds out he lost.” “You can’t tell him yet. Jake doesn’t know.” Alyssa nodded, “My lips are sealed.”

“Okay, now we need to get some flowers for the center pieces, and cups and plates.”

**** (jake and bradley)

“So what did you tell Alyssa we were doing?” Jake asked Bradley as they pulled into the parking lot. Bradley undid his seat belt, “I told her we were looking at boats.”

They got out of Jake’s truck, “Boats?” “Yeah, Mav got his boating license and you have one too, so it wasn’t too hard for her to believe.” Jake shook his head and laughed.

“Okay do you know what we need to get?” Rooster asked as Jake grabbed a buggy. “Yes, Sarah sent me the list.

They went to the aisle.

“What do we need?” Bradley asked, looking up at the shelves. Jake checked his list, “Okay, she wants two packs of navy blue balloons, two packs of dusty pink balloons, three packs of white balloons, and three packs of gold balloons.”

Jake grabbed the pink and blue balloons and Rooster grabbed the white and gold balloons.

He checked his list again and the text Sarah had sent him to update the list. “Okay, three white tablecloths.” He grabbed them. “Next is…” Jake clicked his tongue as he read along in his head.

“Okay, Bradshaw, will you get five packs of those plastic champagne glasses that are on the next aisle?” Rooster nodded and jogged around the corner.

He came back and put them in the basket. “What now?” “Do you see the colored smoke thingies?” Jake asked, looking around. Bradley pointed, “Down there by your feet.”

Jake squatted down and looked at all of them. He picked one up, “Am I stupid or is the color not on here?” The color was staring him right in the face, and he knew that.

“Well-” “Actually don’t answer that,” Jake backtracked, turning the tube again. Bradley sighed and held his hand out, “Let me look.” Jake handed it to him.

Rooster turned it over, finding it immediately, “This one's pink. Says it right under the brand name.” He held the item back out to Jake. “Okay, sweet, just put it in the basket.” Bradley did and Jake held another one up, “This too.”

Checking the second, Bradley noticed that it was also pink and just dropped it in the basket without a further thought.

Jake stood and checked his phone, “Now we need-” His sentence was cut short by Bradley’s hand reaching for the smoke bombs, “Bradshaw what-” “TWO PINK ONES!”

Jake’s eyes widened in amusement and he laughed as he hushed Bradley, “Yes, two pinks one, you oaf. Now shut the hell up.” “You and Sarah are- Oh my gosh, Hangman you’re a fellow girl dad!! Holy shit!” Bradley clapped him on the shoulder. “Congrats man.” “Thanks Rooster.”

“Okay, we need to get a picture frame and two or three lengths of yard lights, and the good kind, not the shit kind. I also needed to get a cupcake tower and then Sarah wanted me to get something to wear. So we better get started.”

They started towards the picture frames, “Oh hey, don’t say anything about the gender. Sarah wants to be surprised.” “My beak is sealed.” “Did you really just call your mouth a beak?”

**** (sarah and alyssa)

“Hey, do you have an outfit yet?” Alyssa asked as Sarah looked at burlap flags and iron on letters. Sarah nodded, “Yeah, I ordered it about two weeks ago and it came in Wednesday.”

Sarah sat both the flags and the letters in the basket, “What about you?” Alyssa shook her head, “Not yet no. And now that I know the gender, it feels like I’m rigging the bets.” Both laughed.

“No one has to know that you know. It’ll be our little secret. Just try not to look too smug about it around your husband, okay?” Alyssa laughed, “No promises.”

They finished up at Hobby Lobby and then went to the mall.

When they got to the desired store, it didn’t take long for them to find the dresses.

“Oh my goodness, Lyss!” Sarah called from a rack of clearance items. “This dress is so cute!” Alyssa went over and looked at the dress.

She fanned out the skirt, “Oh no..” “‘Oh no’?” “I love it.” “Then why did you say ‘oh no’?” “Because I love it. Bradley’s fashion sense is rubbing off on me.” Sarah rolled her eyes and swatted Alyssa’s shoulder, “Oh hush. Go try it on!”

They went to the dressing room and Alyssa tried it on.

“Oh girl, we are about to be the cutest mama’s in the world at this party,” Sarah said when Alyssa stepped out. “Damn right,” Alyssa chuckled, smoothing the dress out. “I can’t believe I’m about to add more Hawaiian print to our closet.”

**** (jake and bradley)

“Shit, I still need an outfit,” Bradley realized as he and Jake looked for something for Jake to wear. Jake looked over and a bright ass Hawaiian print shirt caught his eye.

Jake went over and found it in Bradley’s size. “Here, wear this,” he held out the shirt. Bradley looked up from the shirt rack he was looking at and his eyes widened. “Wow, that is loud.” “Yes it is. Which is why you need it.”

Rooster rolled his eyes and flipped Jake off as the latter laughed. “Fuck off, Hangman,” he snatched the shirt.

He looked it over, genuinely beginning to consider it.

Jake’s jaw dropped, “You’re not serious.”

Bradley tapped his chin and then crossed his one arm over his chest. “I don’t have this color and it goes great with my skin tone.” “I was kidding!” Bradley grinned, “I’m gonna wear it.” Jake ran a hand down his face, “Oh my- I can’t with you.”

Jake turned his attention back to the rack he was previously at.

“Oh, this isn’t bad,” he pulled the shirt up to look at it. Bradley looked up at it, “There’s not pink OR blue in that.”

Rooster glanced around and found the shorts section, immediately spotting a pink pair.

He jogged over and grabbed them before going back over to Jake. “These are perfect.”

Bradley was grinning, hoping to see an embarrassed blush spread across Jake’s face. But there wasn’t one. “You think I’m scared to wear pink, Bradshaw?” Jake snatched the shorts, “You got the wrong size, ass.”

Rooster threw his arms up, “How was I supposed to know?”

******

The day was finally here.

The party was scheduled to start at 6 p.m. and the big reveal would be at 6:30.

Currently it was 1:30 and both the Seresins and the Grants were in the kitchen and all of the kids were in the backyard with the men. And since they wanted to keep their outfits clean, no one was dressed for the party yet.

Sarah walked into her kitchen, seeing Tilly mixing icing with food dye. “Hey, do you need any help?” The youngest Seresin shook her head, “Not at the moment but thank you.” Sarah nodded and put a hand on her belly., “Okay, well just let me know if you need any help. Jake and I really appreciate you making these cupcakes, Til.” Tilly just smiled and continued to mix the coloring in.

Sarah stepped out into the backyard.

Jake noticed her first, like always, “Hiya Sugar! Everything okay inside?” She nodded, “Oh yeah, everything’s great. Just needed some fresh air.”

Carter looked up from the table he was wiping down, “I thought Selena and them were gonna be here?” “Oh, Selena had surgery and she hasn’t been cleared for travel yet, but Lizzie is gonna FaceTime them when we get to the reveal.” Carter nodded and went back to wiping tables.

“Yeah, Addison and them won’t be here either. Wesley got sick and then Blakely started to show symptoms so they stayed home. KJ is gonna FaceTime them,” Jake said as he and Shawn strung up lights.

Sarah nodded and walked up to her fiancé, placing a palm on his hip to get him to come down from his ladder. He stepped down, “Yeah, Honey?” “Did you get ice?” He shook his head, “Not yet no. Dad and I were gonna go get it after we got the backyard set up.” She patted his hip, “Paisley and I can go get it. We need to go get the food and the candy. Why waste the gas?”

She got on her toes to whisper in his ear, “I need to get out of the house. I need to do something.” Jake pulled his head back and nodded, “Okay, if you’re sure.” “I’m very sure.” He kissed her forehead, “Alright, my wallet is on the hutch. And I’ll leave you the backdrop. We can do that together.” She kissed him, “Thank you, Baby.” “Of course, Sweets.”

Sarah grabbed Paisley and her nieces Reagan and Maisey and then went to the grocery store.

****

It was 5:30 and everyone had gotten dressed.

Sarah wore a blue floral dress with dusty pink vans, and she had a cardigan for if it got chilly. Jake wore a white patterned button down and pink shorts with navy blue vans.

Everyone else was wearing a color that corresponded with their guess.

They were currently getting the tables decorated with mason jar centerpieces, some blue with pink carnations and white baby’s breath, others clear with white, pink, and blue baby's breath. The guest tables had a strip of blue lights and pink light going down the middle. Balloons were strategically placed by Sarah’s sisters all over the backyard and the deck.

Jake and Shawn had strung up the lights across the yard and they looked gorgeous.

The food tables were getting filled. Sarah and Jake decided on finger foods to avoid the stress of cooking.

The dessert table was also in the process of filling up. They chose to have gummy sharks, gummy mermaid tails, mermaid tail suckers, rock candy, iced popcorn, and cupcakes (of course).

For drinks they had pink and blue punch for the kids, Sprite, a variety of other sodas in the coolers, and water. They also decided to not serve alcohol at the shower, but if someone wanted to bring their own they could.

The Sprite was for the champagne glasses, so if guests wanted to take a rock candy stick and put it in the drink they could.

****

At around 5:40, Sarah and Jake were setting up the backdrop when they heard a car pull in.

“I believe that’s Rooster,” Jake said, looking at his phone. “Yup, Rooster. Do you want them to come through the house or?” Sarah shook her head, “Just tell them to come around back and use the gate.”

Jake quickly sent the text and not 30 seconds later the Bradshaws walked through the gate.

“Uncle Jake!” Leia called and ran towards Jake, hugging him when he got off the step ladder.

He picked her up, “Hey Vapor girl!” He looked at her outfit. “Pink huh? You think baby Seresin’s gonna be a girl?” “Well, Daddy’s wearing pink and I wanted to match him.” Sarah came over and placed a hand on her hip, “Is that so?” Leia nodded and pointed toward Rooster, “See.”

Sarah followed the girl’s finger and spotted Bradley in his Hawaiian shirt.

She covered her mouth to hide the laugh, “Oh my that is bright.” “I know, I picked it,” Jake said with a smug grin. He set Leia down and all three walked over to Alyssa and Bradley.

“Hey guys,” they all shared hugs.

Daniel walked by, “I knew I should have worn my Hawaiian shirt.” Sarah shook her head, “Dad, no, just- no.” “Oh come on!” She shook her head again and laughed. “Bradley, Alyssa, this is my dad, Daniel. Dad, this is Jake’s wingman, Bradley and his wife Alyssa.” They shook hands, “It’s nice to meet you.”

Daniel walked off at the call of his name and the group went back to talking.

“So, Lyss, I see you chose blue,” Jake said as he looked at her dress. “I did.” “Seems Leia betrayed you for Bradley,” Jake chuckled. “Nah, she’s just a daddy’s girl. Who could blame her? But Gunner chose blue, so I take pride in that fact.”

Sarah tilted her head, “How did Gunner choose?” Leia spoke up, “I asked him ‘pink or blue’ and he barked when I said blue. Little traitor.” The group laughed and then Sarah and Jake introduced them to both families as they waited on everyone else.

****

When the squad showed up, it was nearly all at once.

Bob, Coyote, Halo, Fritz, Cyclone, Maverick, Penny, and Warlock, were all wearing some shade of blue.

Fanboy, Phoenix, Payback, Yale, Harvard, Omaha, Amelia, and Hondo, were all wearing a shade of pink.

Sarah and Jake introduced everyone shortly before beginning the party.

“Okay, before we start, Sarah and I just want to thank you all for coming out tonight. It means a lot to us,” Jake started. “It really does. And we’ve got yard games and other things like that. We’ve got food and drinks, plenty of deserts. So just have fun and in about 30 minutes we’ll have the big reveal, so if you’ve placed bets get your wallets ready,” Sarah said, making everyone chuckle at the end.

She noticed both Alyssa and Bradley’s knowing smirks and how Bradley looked at Mav and held out his hand. “Just pay up now, old man.” Mav scoffed, “Not a chance, Rooster.”

Sarah and Jake shared a look before shaking their heads and rolling their eyes.

****

About 30-35 minutes later, Addison and Selena were on FaceTime and Sarah and Jake were standing in front of the backdrop with two smoke bombs each.

“Okay, Paisley and Elizabeth are you recording?” Sarah asked, receiving a thumbs up from both. “Cool okay.”

Jake looked at a Coyote, “Machado, will you do the honor and light us up?” Javy got up quickly and caught the lighter tossed to him. He lit all four fuses before rushing back to his seat as Sarah and Jake held them above their heads.

It took a second, but soon the pink and blue smoke poured out of the tubes.

And everyone cheered, before becoming extremely confused.

Jake and Sarah laughed, kissing as they dropped their arms, the remaining smoke creating a curtain.

Bradley and Alyssa shared a look of silent realization, smacking each other on the arms. Holy shit…” Was the only thing Bradley could say.

Cyclone caught on pretty quickly, “Twins? Seresin’s having twins.” Everyone gasped shortly looking back at the couple that was embracing.

The couple felt everyone’s eyes and turned to them. “We’re having a boy and a girl!”

Everyone was quick to cheer once more, louder than the last time.

****

The rest of the night was filled with fun.

Jake and Sarah decided to go ahead and announce the name of the twins.

“Okay we’ve gotten a lot of questions about names, so we just want to tell all of you now. Our baby girl’s name is Finley Grace. Finley was all Sarah’s idea. But Grace is for my memaw,” Jake explained.

Sarah nodded, “And it rolls off the tongue easily so when she’s causing trouble I won’t be stumbling over words to get her attention.” Everyone chuckled at that.

She rubbed her bump, “Our baby boy’s name is Finnegan Michael.” Jake chuckled and wiped his mouth, “If I wasn’t named ‘Jake’, I would have been named Finnegan – it’s my ma’s maiden name.” “And if I was a boy my name would have been Leon Michael. So Jake and I decided to combine our ‘almost’ names to make a name,” Sarah added.

“At least we don’t have to come up with a nickname for both of them,” Payback commented. “Yeah, they’ll be known as ‘The Finn Twins’ if we have to refer to both of them,” Alyssa said, sipping her drink.

Fanboy sat up, “Wait, is that why there were mermaid tails and gummy sharks?”

Jake and Sarah shared a look, “Uh, yeah, sure.” “Uh-huh, yup, we definitely planned that.”

After more rounds of horseshoes and cornhole, people started to leave. It was around 8:30.

“Oh hey, before we start heading out, the mom and dad would like for you to sign around the sonograms of the Finn Twins. Pick blue or pink, it doesn’t matter. But this is essentially the guest book,” Phoenix announced to everyone at the request of Sarah.

****

By 10:30 everything was cleaned and people had left.

Sarah and Jake flopped on the bed after getting comfortable in pajamas.

“What a day,” Jake sighed, his eyelids getting heavier by the second. “You’re tellin’ me. I’m worn out,” Sarah said, yawning at the end.

Jake kissed her head, “You had a good time though, right?” She nodded, burying her face into his chest, “I did.”

It was silent and Jake began to wonder if Sarah had fallen asleep.

But she pressed a kiss to his jaw before speaking softly, “I can’t wait to raise these babies with you Jake.” Jake was too tired to hide the emotion that burned his throat and brought tears to his eyes.

He turned to face her, bringing a hand up to cup her face, “I can’t wait to build this family with you Sarah. I love you, so so much.” Sarah kissed his palm, “I love you, forever and ever.”

Jake smiled and kissed her, mumbling against her lips, “Amen.”

*******

The next week went by in a blur.

But it all stopped as Sarah and Jake stood at the docks.

He held her face, rubbing soothing circles over her blotchy cheeks and wishing he could wipe the dark purple bags from under her eyes.

“I’ll be back before you know it, okay?” She nodded, sniffling, but she didn’t trust her voice. “If the time comes, don’t try and wait. If they’re ready to come out, they’re ready to come out. I’ll get word on the ship.” She nodded again.

Jake wrapped her in a hug, feeling her try to stay calm. He rubbed her back and held the back of her head. “You’re gonna be okay. You’re gonna be okay.”

“I’m gonna miss you,” she finally sobbed into his neck. His arms wrapped around her tighter, “I’m gonna miss you too, Sweetheart.”

The ship’s horn sounded and they reluctantly pulled away.

They pulled each other into a searing goodbye kiss, “Give ‘em hell, Cowboy.” Jake pulled Sarah in again before finally stepping away, “I love you, Sarah.” “I love you too Jake.”

Jake finally turned away and walked toward the ramp. But he dropped his bags and sprinted towards Sarah.

He enveloped her in another hug and kissed her passionately again before lowering to a knee. “Daddy loves you both. He needs you both to know that. Be good for your mom, she’s very important to me.” He pressed two kisses to her stomach before standing.

Sarah smiled and held his face to press kisses all over it. “See you when you get home, my love.” “See you when I get home, Darlin’.”

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thank you for being here! i hope this was enjoyable! and i also hope that you guys are excited for the next parts!

will jake miss the twins birth? will he miss their entire life? what do you think?

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and my asks are open, feel free to request what you would like to see next while i’m working on the next part!

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