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Summary: Nearly three months after Chris Pacci was murdered, Gibbs finds a letter on his desk.
Author's Note: This came to me like super suddenly and I had to write it.
***Dear Agent Gibbs***
It was Friday evening, nearly everyone had gone home for the long holiday weekend. Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs had sent his agents home two hours prior, with a promise to meet them all later for drinks at a local bar/grill. As he was packing up his things, a small white envelope caught his eye. He didn't recognize the handwriting on the front, but it was addressed to him. Lifting the flap, he opened the envelope. Inside was a photograph of a small little boy and a little girl with curly blond hair. He recognized the girl as Chris Pacci's daughter Eva. The little boy, he guessed was his newborn son. There was a letter accompanying the photo. It read;
Dear Agent Gibbs, It's been three months since Chris was taken from us, and I just wanted to let you know that none of it was your fault. Chris was my soulmate and I miss him as much as the days are long. I know that you think I blame you, but the truth is, I don't. I don't blame anyone except the sad soul who took a loving father from his daughter, a loving husband from his wife and a devoted son from his parents. I know that all the tears and all the wishing in the world will never bring Chris back to me, but sometimes I can see him in my dreams, and that makes it all okay. Eva is two now, and sometimes she asks about her daddy, I tell her that he's in heaven with the angels, and for now that is an acceptable answer. Two weeks ago, I gave birth to Austin Christopher Pacci, and he's the spitting image of his father. I know you did the best you could for Chris, and through my children his memory will be preserved. It's because of them that I get through every moment of every day. I have learned something from this, and that is to never ever take a single breath, a single moment, a single smile or tear for granted. Live each day as if it were your last, and be cautious yet brave. I know that Chris learned alot from you and I hope and pray that his legacy will live on in our children. Thank you for all you did for Chris while he walked this earth. And please, please don't blame yourself.
Sydney Pacci
Gibbs stared at the letter for a moment before he folded it up and stuck it in his coat pocket. The photo of the two children, he tacked to his wall, alongside the photo of Shannon and Kelly's grave stones. Touching the photo of the gravestones, he let a small tear escape his blue eyes.
"Thank you." he whispered to Shannon and Kelly.
Shutting off his light, he left the office to join his team.
The End
