Finding the truth is always easier said then done, but for one Agent Tim McGee finding the truth was one thing that would put his mind at ease. The one thing that could and would change his life as he knew it.
Agent Timothy McGee was not a person easily fazed, not since he started working for NCIS or more importantly Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs. After waking up for the fifth time that week McGee didn't know what to do with himself. He had woken up after having another hot dream of his team leader with him in his bed doing things that you thought couldn't be done.
Sitting up in his bed McGee thought aloud to his dog Jet about what the dreams could mean.
" I don't know any more Jet, what could these dreams mean"
All he got as a response from the dog was a great bark.
McGee fell back into bed throwing his pillow over his face, as a way to muffle his scream that he let go. He was tired and couldn't take any more of these sleepless nights because it was getting harder to concentrate at work. What with waking up for the past week with the dreams and then not being able to fall back to sleep was taking its toll on him, but also with having to be around Gibbs all day trying not to look at him or when he would lean over his shoulder to see what McGee found out on his computer McGee couldn't concentrate.
" Jet, maybe I should take some time off to think about this because I don't think I can stand to be around Gibbs anymore without thinking about these dreams." McGee sat on the side of his bed waiting for his erection to go down. He was almost half tempted to get under the covers and take care of it but then he would have to get Jet out of the room.
McGee waited for three minutes before he got up to take a very long cold shower.