Pour l'Éternité
Gibbs moved toward the basement stairway at NCIS after spending the last 2 hours in M-TAC. He was frustrated and enraged. He needed to be with his mate. She had 'reached' to him when she felt his anger escalating and helped him maintain some semblance of control. His only saving grace was that Leon Vance was as outraged and angry as he was and defended Gibbs.
Once again a 'suit' had made a decision that had cost lives of military service men and women. In spite of advice from those who had been in combat and intelligence operations before, in spite of good solid intelligence to the contrary, the 'suit' had opted to cancel a planned extraction. Within 20 minutes the entire scout sniper patrol had been killed. Gibbs was outraged as a Marine, as a former scout sniper and as a human being.
Gibbs had as usual spoke his mind but with Abby's help he had avoided hitting the CIA assistant director. As he struck the door bar for the basement he was surprised to have the door remain shut. He hit it again and it moved slowly only when he put his shoulder to it. He turned back to his team.
"McGee, make sure someone fixes this fire door!" Gibbs barked.
"Yes Boss." Tim picked up the phone and called maintenance.
"That, is one angry man." Tony said and tapped his pen thoughtfully on his cheek.
"Thank goodness Abby is here today. I think I would have rather spent the day with a bear than with Gibbs in this mood without Abby." Ziva murmured.
"I'm still not sure Gibbs isn't a bear in disguise. I could'a swore he had a raw fish for lunch."
"He did Tony. He had sushi."
"Sushi is not just fish. I even like some sushi. Just not on a regular basis. Maybe that's the problem. He's been eating light at work ever since he came back. Maybe he needs some meat. Ya know protein."
McGee had been listening to the conversation and felt he needed to make a point.
"Abby makes sure they eat plenty of protein. She's a great cook. The Boss just doesn't eat much for lunch anymore."
"He never gained all of his weight back you know McCook." Tony said pointing his pen at McGee. "I've thought all along Étienne keeps popping up. I mean have you gone to the gym with the man? Anything he eats is metabolized, believe me. And you know he's a salad freak."
"Tony, he certainly is not. Gibbs eats meat. And you know good and well he eats fine! He looks terrific. He doesn't need to gain more weight!" Ziva snorted.
"Gibbs is Gibbs. You guys need to get back to work or he's gonna prove it when he catches you goofing off." McGee said while typing.
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A two man crew wearing maintenance clothing came up and began to work on the fire door. The escort stood by looking bored as the men began dismantling the bar mechanism.
Abby was standing next to her mass spectrometer with her hips swinging in time to the beat of her music. She sipped at her iced Chai tea. Her caffeine consumption was almost nil since her pregnancy and now nursing her son.
She heard the fire door open and glanced at the clock. She turned and held her arms out as Gibbs strode into her lab.
He moved toward her and drew her close to his body, nuzzling her neck and shoulder while breathing deeply of her scent. Abby held him tight, her arms encircling his neck and kissed his neck.
"Wanna talk?"
"Nah. Not right now anyway. Too angry. Just need you."
"I'm here. Always."
"I know. Sometimes I just need to hold you. And smell you. And feel you against me, with me."
Abby smiled as she looked into his cerulean blue eyes and gently placed her hands to his cheeks. She drew his face slowly to her to kiss his perfect lips. Her tongue traced his lower lip then demanded entrance and he gave it to her. He could deny her nothing. Least of all himself.
However he felt himself relax as he kissed her, the love flowing back and forth between them, surging and moving through him like a powerful wave. There was nothing else in this world that moved him like she did.
She had been his reason for living before they were even together. When they had finally come together everything became clear. His soul had acknowledged it's other half. His world had crystallized, gained focus and intention. It was in his nature to protect and cherish her. He had met his mate. Abby responded and felt as he did. She mirrored all of his feelings, his hopes, his dreams, his love. For him his existence had simply divided into before Abby and after. Without her, there was nothing. Death would be a relief for him and an avenue he would take.
"Hey handsome. D'you suppose the security guys will be using that kiss as a primer?"
"Mmmm. S'pose. But what they really want is the first grade text. Should we do that too? Or wait for the suspense to build?"
"Oh yeah. Build…"
Abby kissed him again and deepened it still more. Jethro shifted his hips and leaned into her as she pressed against the counter. She could feel him all the way into her soul. God how she loved him.