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Adoption (jimmy palmer x reader)

Your life couldn't get any worse. Your boyfriend dumped you, your dad left when you were younger, and your mom is overseas serving. Oh and don't forget you only 17 and pregnant with your jerk of a boyfriend's baby.

You still haven't decided if you were going to keep the baby or put it up for adoption. An abortion was out of the question for two reasons: you hate the idea of killing an innocent child and your already 7 months pregnant.

You were eating breakfast when you got a phone call from NCIS. They didn't tell you anything other than they wanted to talk to you. You grabbed your purse and drove to NCIS.

You walked into the building and an agent walked you to the conference room. He opened the door and a tall man with silver hair and a women with long blonde hair greeted you.

"I'm special agent Gibbs and this is special agent Bishop. Please have a seat," The man with the silver hair said.

He walked over and helped you into your seat.

"Thank you. You have no idea how hard it is to sit now," you laughed as you rubbed your stomach.

"How far long are you," the blonde asked.

"7 months. May I ask why I'm here," you questioned.

"It's about your mother. She was murdered," Gibbs said.

"No. She can't. I can't do this without her. I can't raise this kid by myself," you cried.

"I'm sorry for your lost," bishop said.

"Is there anyone I can call for you," Gibbs asked.

"No. It was just me and my mom. My father left me when I was little. And the father of this baby left. I'm all alone," you cried harder.

"Did your mother have any enemies," Gibbs asked.

"No. Everyone loves her. She is the sweetest kindest person you will ever meet," you cried.

Bishop and Gibbs got up and headed for the door.

"We'll leave you for a moment," bishop said.

"Can I see her," you asked through the tears.

"I don't think that's a good idea," Gibbs said.

"Please agent Gibbs I need to see her," you said getting out of your chair.

He nodded his head and walked you to autopsy. An older man and a young man were standing by a metal table with a sheet covering something.

You walked in and Gibbs nodded to the two men. The older one removed the sheet and you saw your mother's pale face. She looked so peaceful. Like she was sleeping.

You fell to the floor in tears. The young man ran to your side and helped you up and into a seat.

"I can't do this. She talked me into it. I can't keep it. I can hardly take care of myself. How can I take care of a tiny human," you cried.

~two months later~ (because I'm lazy)
It's been two months since your mother died and shortly after that not only was her killer brought to justice you decided to give your baby up for adoption. Well more precisely decided to give it to jimmy Palmer the young ME and his wife Breena. You even reconnected with your father.

You were laying on the hospital bed screaming as you held Breena's hand. You pushed again and you heard a baby's cry fill the room.

"It's a boy," you heard the nurse say.

She handed him to you and you saw the face of an angel. A poor defenseless baby. You looked at Breena and jimmy and smiled. You knew you were doing the right thing. You were not ready to raise a child but the palmers were.

"Here's your son," you said handing the baby to Breena.

Breena and jimmy agreed to let you still be in the baby's life. Even though you have him up you still loved him and wanted what was best and that was being with Breena and Jimmy Palmer.