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Gibbs sat at his desk looking at the only picture he had of his son. No one knew that there had been a fiance between Shannon's murder and wife number two. He had just started working at NIS when he had met the young woman at the Bethesda hospital after taking a suspect there to get his broken arm set. They had dated for a year before getting engaged. It was a week before the wedding when she had left him saying that she couldn't marry a man who spent more time chasing criminals than at home with his family. When she left he'd had no idea that she was pregnant but, six months later, she had sent him a letter letting him know that he would be a father again. She had also told him that she would prefer it if he wouldn't contact her or his son until the boy was at least eighteen. He had agreed and six years later she sent him a picture of his son with a little red-headed girl at a park. He knew that his son was now twenty-four so he felt safe in contacting him once he found his address. To do that he would have to let his team know about him and get their help tracking him down. He decided to start the process by going to Abby and getting her to age the boy in the photo to twenty-four and running his picture through the databases to see if he could get a hit and find out his last name so McGee could run it and find out everything he could. Like an address and phone number.
Walking down to Abby's lab seemed to take forever that day. He was coming down just after she normally arrived at work so he smiled to hear her music was soft jazz instead of her normal noise that she swore was music.
He gave her a kiss on the forehead and said, "Good morning, Abby. I've got something I want you to do for me that has nothing to do with a case. It's personal to me."
He handed her the photo and said, "I need the boy in the picture to be aged up to twenty-four then run through facial recognition to see if we can get his last name."
Abby nodded and asked, "Who is he? He looks kind of like you."
Gibbs nodded and said, "That's because he's my son. I was engaged to his mother about two years after Shannon was killed but, she left me a week before the wedding saying I worked to much for her to stay with. I have never even met him and don't know if he even knows who his father is."
Abby nodded and said, "Well, I'll find him for you so you can tell him. Give me about two hours to do the aging and run it through facial recognition. I'll bring the results up as soon as I have them."
Gibbs nodded and headed back up to the bullpen to do whatever work showed up on his desk.