NCIS Agent Anthony DiNozzo has a secret.
He hasn't told anyone.
But he has a daughter.
Not even his boss Leroy Jethro Gibbs knows.
Tony's wife Hope, passed right after his daughter was born.
No one knows about that either.
Except for one...
I do no...
This one's gonna have a few different phrases in a few different languages mixed in. So if you can't tell just by looking at it or inferring, I'll add a translation. But... yeah.
Ellie's P.O.V.
The bathroom door was pushed open while I was shoving my contacts onto my eyes. A furry little something brushed up against my right foot. I was used to this feeling early in the morning. So I smiled, and squatted down, looking the little ginger furball at my feet.
This Layne Dernier
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This is the rescue cat that Jack and I adopted.
"Hiya Layne." I picked her up, laying her over my shoulder. Layne was a 3-legged, deF cat, that Jack and I had adopted when we first moved here. She was currently 4 years old.
Layne mewed, snuggling into the nape of my neck. She was only about a foot long, so she fit well.
Jack and I had also adopted two other cats.
Isla Agrest, who's been blind from birth,
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And Stevie Connalee,
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I finished getting ready for the day, and entered the bedroom again. I set Layne on the bed, next to Isla and Stevie who had joined while I was in the bathroom.
"Anna?" Jack asked sluggishly, rubbing his eyes.
"Oh, good, you're awake." I commented, flicking the light switch up. "You really should be thinking about leaving soon."
