Title: The Long Road Is the Best Road
For: Tigyr or Lori as other's know her.
Prompt: Set around the holidays' and either McNozzo, McGiva, or McGibbs.
Lori—I hope that this story is everything you want and so much more. I hope that when you read this that you derive pleasure and love it as much as I loved writing it. Have a wonderful Christmas!
XOXOXO—your secret Santa
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The shrill buzz of Sinatra penetrated the hazy mind of McGee and out of self preservation skills he blindly reached out and snagged the obscenely loud object.
Putting phone to ear in a rather graceful attempt for 3:00 o'clock in the morning he mustered up his best annoyed voice hoping to convey through his usual "hello" just how rude this interruption was.
"T—T-T-Tim" the other voice squeaked out in such a low voice that Tim had to strain to hear them.
"Yes this is Tim" McGee replied now shifting in his bed so his head was touching the back of the headboard in an effort to stay awake.
"It, It, It's Sarah" Sarah breathed out as if that was all that needed to be said, almost pleading that her brother would magically understand why she was calling at this late hour.
Sighing Tim said, "Sarah you better not be calling me to say that you spray painted more obscenities on someone's garage door, and you better not be calling me to be your designated driver."
Smiling at how well her brother knew her Sarah replied, "Not tonight big brother. I need to see you though."
Slumping a bit further into the warm bed Tim replied somewhat skeptically, "Now at 3 in the morning?"
"Well no, not now I guess. Maybe tomorrow? We could meet at our usual bistro?" Sarah responded hopefully.
Mentally scanning his agenda for tomorrow Tim replied, "Yea I can meet you at 5 Sarah"
"Okay. Sounds great Tim" Sarah replied.
"Now get some sleep sis, it is what normal people do at this time." Tim said somewhat jovially.
"We aren't normal Tim, but goodnight" Sarah said before hanging up.
Closing his phone Tim felt familiar arms encasing his body pulling him more towards the other warm body before the other occupant said, "everything okay Tim"
Leaning back into the embraceful arms and once again getting comfortable Tim replied, "Just Sarah. Probably was up and lost track of time, just wants to meet up tomorrow."
"Well she is infringing on my time with you and my time to do wicked things" the other occupant said before leaning in to kiss those full lips.
"Stop it Jethro" Tim replied before moaning into the passionate kiss.
Shrugging Gibbs replied, "Well you are always hounding me to be more romantic, maybe tomorrow was going to be a turning point"
Softly tapping Gibbs on the shoulder Tim said, "sleep" before closing his eyes and putting his head on his human pillow.
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While Gibbs and Tim may have been lazily falling back into a deep slumber Sarah was not as lucky. She had yet to move from the toilet seat that she had been sitting in for the better part of an hour.
In her hands laid her source of unease and the spunky girl had been unable to tear her gaze from the product lying in her hands, and she couldn't help but feel everything closing in on her.
That was why she had called Tim. He had always been able to help her, had always been able to make sense of her nonsense and that desire to have someone help her had propelled her into her speed dial, and propelled her to the only person that had ever really been there for her.
Sarah was brought out of her reverie by a loud knocking on the bathroom door and her roommate yelling, "Sarah there are other people here too you know!" and the women hastily packed up her stuff before opening the door and saying, "Sorry, dinner didn't agree with me"
As her normal routine of dressing down for bed took over Sarah's last thoughts as her head hit the pillow was, "What if Tim can't save me this time?" and then the body's need for sleep took over.
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Gibbs laid in bed reaching over his partner and unsuccessfully trying to disarm the alarm before just taking the battery out and, before letting his gaze drift over to his slumbering partner.
He loved Timmy watching as Tim had dubbed it and he couldn't help but smirk at the name.
He let his eyes roam over how youthful his lover was, and stared on amazement at how much younger the man managed to look as he slept.
The long lashes covered those emerald irises and he loved the way that he contorted his arm so that one was draped across his body while the other was placed under his head giving extra cushion.
Peeking under the covers Gibbs could see the definition that now graced almost every part of Tim's body and he had to say that seeing those leg muscles flexing and unflexing was a turn on.
Over the years he had watched as Tim toned down, grew a backbone, and suddenly become the epicenter of his thoughts.
No one had ever sneaked up on him the way Tim had, only Shannon and their sudden meeting had ever accomplished such a feat.
Unlike his previous ex wives he couldn't pinpoint a time where his desire to see Tim do well and excel had morphed into a desire to have him in his bed.
He mused that it may have been somewhere between the time that Tim had stood up to him in regards to his sister and the time where he had walked in on one of his and Ziva's intense workout sessions.
Seeing Tim stand up to him, get in his face like that had been a turn on, but then seeing Tim all sweaty and taking Ziva down to the mat had set in motion a possessive streak in him.
While he wanted to hit Ziva and tell her to get off Tim because he belonged to him he secretly owed her because making love to that toned body provided better memories than his previous marriages.
He liked that dominance that Tim showed every once and awhile and how he could turn the tables on him and be all grabby one minute and the next so submissive.
"If you keep staring at my package and thinking about how dominant I can be I can't be held accountable for my actions." Tim said while straddling Gibbs hips so that he was now staring up at those emerald irises.
"Just completing my latest Timmy watch..have to make sure I don't miss anything" Gibbs said as he leaned up for a kiss.
"Oh yea see anything new" Tim asked playfully.
Allowing his hands to come up and cup the man's face Gibbs replied, "I think that you managed to add more definition to those pectorals. Those nipples are just calling out to be squeezed and sucked."
"Oh really, guess we'll have to do some exploring later huh?" Tim replied.
"Oh you can be sure of it, after all we wouldn't be good investigators if we didn't," Gibbs replied with a glint in his eyes.
"Wanna shower?" Tim asked.
Nodding Tim grabbed the older man's hand and headed for the bathroom to turn on the water and let it get warm.
Tim reveled in the warm water cascading down his body and felt him cock harden a bit when Gibbs hugged him from behind before leaning in to kiss the base of his neck which elicited a groan.
Scoping up the shampoo in front of him Gibbs poured a generous amount before lathering it up and applying it to Tim's scalp.
"Oh Jethro.." Tim moaned as Gibbs caressed the shampoo into his scalp.
Once done Gibbs tipped Tim's head back and one hand protected the suds from going into the man's sensitive eyes while the other hand snaked its way through the hair making sure that all the suds came pouring out.
Turning to kiss the man Tim said, "My turn to return the favor" as Tim grabbed the body wash and prepared the lather in his hands.
Starting at Gibbs' face Tim worked the lather across the man's face and neck before tacking the lean torso region. Sensually Tim washed up and down the man's midsection before turning the man around to clean his strong back.
Smiling mischievously Tim decided to clean his lover with his back to him and slowly Tim poured more wash into his hand and he cleaned Gibbs butt making sure to not miss a spot and he heard his lover moan as he reached over his body to clean his balls one by one, before having both hands run lather down his cock.
Finally Tim kneeled on the floor and worked his hands down Gibbs's legs until the suds were pouring off.
Extending his hand to help Tim up Gibbs said, "Only you would be dirty in the shower where you are supposed to be all clean" before planting a chaste kiss on Tim's smirking lips.
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Tim descended the stairs to the basement and stopped at the last step before saying, "Well I am off to see Sarah"
Looking up from his toy planning project Gibbs smiled before saying, "Hurry back and maybe we can finish what we started this morning in the shower Timmy."
Smirking Tim ascended the stairs and called his sister to tell him that he was leaving for the bistro.
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Sarah was waiting at the bistro fidgeting with her paper napkin when she saw Tim enter the somewhat crowded bistro that the pair always liked to meet up at. Tim liked it because it was close to Gibbs' house and Sarah liked it because of the cheap cost even though Tim always paid her tab anyway.
She got up to greet her brother and that she wasn't giving anything away as to why she needed to talk to him so bad.
Spotting Sarah Tim briskly walked towards the table and hugged his sister before saying, "Hey sis! How are you?"
"I have been better" Sarah said cutting to the chase as always.
Before Tim could ask what was wrong the waitress came up and asked, "What can I get you folks tonight?" While getting her notepad out to write down the order
'I'll have the chicken Panini and water please" Sarah asked not needing to look at the menu.
Tim following his sister's lead said, "I'll have a turkey melt with a diet soda please"
With that the waitress was off to fill the orders which left Tim and Sarah alone to talk. Or not to talk as the case would be.
"So Tim how are you and Gibbs?" Sarah asked trying to make small talk.
Shrugging Tim said, "The usual"
Nodding Sarah replied, "Good that's good" before going back and fidgeting with her napkin.
Again the pair lapsed into silence only interrupted by the waitress bringing over their drinks.
"How is Damien Sarah?" Tim said mentally cringing while saying the name of his sister's latest fling.
Averting her eyes Sarah said, "U-U-Um that is kinda why I wanted to talk to you Tim"
His curiosity now piqued Tim cocked his head to the side trying to read his sister's expression.
"Here you go guys" the waitress said while laying the food down on the table.
"The usual Tim?" Sarah asked hesitating a bit.
Nodding, Sarah reached over and exchanged half of her Panini for the turkey melt.
"What's wrong Sarah?" Tim asked about halfway through the meal that Sarah hadn't really touched.
'I'm pregnant!" Sarah blurted out and Tim didn't know what he thought he was going to hear, but he definitely knew that was not on the list.
Staring at her brother who's mouth just opened and closed, opened and closed, opened and closed Sarah's fears came true…he cannot save me from this one.
Not being able to stand looking at the bewilderment any longer and feeling the hormones kick in Sarah got up and ran for the door.
The flash of Sarah spurt by finally penetrated his hazy mind and Tim mindlessly put down enough bills to cover the meal before running to catch up with Sarah.
Tim made it to Sarah's car and closed it before the girl even had a chance to open it.
Sarah felt her brother's arms wrap around hers and she melted into the embrace and began crying. Crying for the first time since it all had begun.
Tim stroked Sarah's hair while he murmured into her ear, "Shhh, shhh, everything is going to be okay"
"Is it Damien's?" Tim asked hoping that he would hear an affirmative answer.
Tim felt Sarah's head nod into his shoulder and Tim's shoulders slumped a bit and then he asked, "When did you find out"
"L-L-L-last night" the brown haired girl stammered out.
"There is more Tim" Sarah asked raising her head so that she was looking Tim in the eyes.
While his heart plummeted and was fearful to ask what else there could be he still managed to say, "What Sarah?"
"I want you to raise the baby" Sarah asked tentatively but hopefully.
Tim's eyes bugged out, and for the second time in mere minutes he was shocked into silence.
"Damien doesn't want the baby and neither do I, but mom will kill me if I get an abortion Tim" Sarah said her eyes pleading him to say yes.
Tim thought to himself that he was pretty sure that this was not in the book of responsibilities of big brothers.
Sarah's stomach bottomed out fearing that her brother was going to say no until he opened his mouth and the words "Yes" ghosted across his lips.
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