An Eternal Love

Chapter One

Tim grinned as Jethro pulled their suitcases from the attic. "I can hardly wait, J, I've never been to Hawaii, so glad you have a summer birthday to celebrate!" Jethro leaned over and gave his lover a quick kiss, "I know sweetie; funny because when I was a kid I hated having a birthday in the summer, no one was ever around for my birthday party."

Tim laughed, "And mine is right before Thanksgiving, I always wished I had been born in the summer so I could have an outdoor party and not have to eat turkey!" The two men chuckled as Jethro answered, "I guess that's a lesson that no matter when your birthday is, some other time of year always looks better."

The two men had piled the clothes they planned on taking on their bed. While Tim still maintained his apartment to officially keep NCIS in the dark about their relationship, he had moved into Jethro's home six months ago. Now that apartment served as a private pied-a-terre for the two lovers. When they wanted to slip away from their family and ensure themselves of some quality privacy, Tim's apartment beckoned to them.

As Tim looked at his pile, he noticed he seemed to have a lot more than Jethro. His man had very little next to his suitcase. "That all you're taking, J? We'll be there for 10 days, might get tired of the same clothes." His lover shot him a wicked smile, "I don't plan to be wearing clothes all that often, Timmy." Tim had an immediate physical response to that. As they weren't in any hurry, their flight wasn't until the morning Tim pressed that response against Jethro who gladly took the hint.

Tim moaned thinking about the next ten days in paradise with his man. There would be no distractions, no case work and best most of all, all the privacy they could ever want. The past nine months had been spent strengthening their relationship and getting to know each other better and they were excited for a break. Walking over to Jethro's dresser, he rifled through the piles of shirts until he felt his lover's strong arms wrap around his waist.

"Timmy, I was only half kidding about what I said earlier. While I appreciate your help, I haven't finished going through all my clothes yet."

Kissing the younger man on the temple, he steered him away from the dresser and back toward the bed. Tim laughed, went back to his pile of clothes and started taking inventory on what he'd laid out to take. Watching Jethro out of the corner of his eye he continued working until he saw the older man pull out a shirt that looked significantly smaller than any normal shirt. Jethro's body blocked him from being able to see what it was and he was anxious to know what his lover had been staring at.

"J? What's that in your hands?"

When there was no response, Tim started to walk over when Jethro suddenly turned around, holding up the onesie the two had made during Tim's regression.

"My god, I can't believe you kept that." Tim gasped as he ran his fingertips over the painted fabric.

"Of course I kept it. This is and will always be very special to me."

Tim swallowed past the sudden lump in his throat and read the inscription on the onesie, "Timmy n Gib... 2013"

Jethro's finger shook as he outlined baby Timmy's hand print intertwined with his. The older man was quiet for a moment as he digested the memories brought back to life by simply seeing the onesie.

Taking Jethro's hand, Tim rubbed his thumb over his knuckles and sighed, "What are you thinking about, sweetie?"

Jethro shook his head as if to clear it and looked up to meet the tender eyes of his lover. "I was thinking about the wonderful memories and how much I enjoyed having a child again."

Tim nodded and guided them to sit down on the bed. "Is having kids again something that interests you? I wasn't sure if you wanted to after..." He paused and wrapped his arm around Jethro's shoulder and continued, "losing Kelly."

Shrugging his shoulders, Jethro responded, "I plan on spending the rest of my life with you and if you want to have kids then I want to have kids with you. Yes, nobody can ever replace Kelly, but she always wanted siblings and she would want us to have children."

Tim leaned in and rested his forehead against Jethro's, "I would love to have kids with you. You have some amazing daddy skills that I can't wait to see you use again."

Nuzzling his nose against Tim's, the older man responded, "You're one of the most compassionate and loving people I've ever known and I can't wait to start a family with you."

Feeling the blush fall over his face, Tim lightly kissed him before slowly pulling away, "Sounds like we need to discuss our options then. Good thing we have the next ten days to think about how we want to proceed. In the meantime let's finish packing."

Jethro nodded and started pulling the rest of his clothes together. He was thinking he wanted a little boy just like his Timmy, at whatever age. Tim daydreamed while he sorted through his stuff again. He imagined a little Jethro with those wonderful blue eyes. Then he thought about a little girl. He'd always wanted a daughter and he knew Jethro would be a wonderful daddy to either a boy or girl, or both. He could see their little princess, ugh, that made him think of his baby sister Sarah who had been a bratty princess when she was little. Always got her way, just stuck out her lower lip. He smiled, imagining the two of them sitting together, each with a child on their lap, reading to the little ones. Opening presents at Christmas, going to see Santa Claus…he snapped out of it when Jethro started tickling him. "Timmmmmy…where are you, come out and play with me!" Giggling, he fought back and soon the two men had a pillow fight going. Pillows flying led to tickling which led to kissing. Funny little tickle kisses led to lips and then Jethro pulled Tim to him and kissed him deeply, demonstrating once again his love for the man he knew he'd be with, would love for the rest of his life. Tim sighed happily as Jethro reeled him in - dropping the pillow he'd been using to pummel his lover. That first kiss always got to him, J had a way of making it so sweet; J said the same thing about Tim's first kiss, always so sweet. They melted against each other as the flames, never fully doused, built between them. Jethro gasped as his Tim firmly wrapped his arms around him and dipped him, returning the loving he'd been given. He blinked and grinned when he landed on his back on the bed and Tim crawled up his body. He shuddered in wanton lust as his lover growled at him, "You're mine tonight, Leroy Jethro Gibbs. Gonna make you think of me, think of this every time you move in that airline seat."

Seeing and hearing Tim like this, hot, dominant and demanding, pushed every button Jethro had and he howled with pleasure and want as his lover ripped their clothes off and

licked his way up and down his body; ministering to him. He blew on his entrance and Jethro writhed but Tim left it and worked his way back over his genitals, making love to him with his lips and tongue. When he felt J begin to tighten, he raised his head. "Not yet." He tugged and Jethro moaned his displeasure, he wanted to come. Tim motioned to him to turn over and propped a pillow under his lover's hips. Grabbing the lube and a condom from the bedside table, he saw Jethro moving, trying to gain some friction. Tim slapped his butt. "No moving, you're not coming until I say so!" Jethro moaned but stopped moving and was rewarded with a warm hand snaking under him and playing with him. He wiggled to give that wonderful hand more room to play. Tim laughed as he started to prepare his lover. When Tim decided he was ready – and really he didn't think either of them could hold off much longer – he helped Jethro onto his back. "I want you to come on me, all over us, J. Our bellies, our chests, my face. I want you on me." Jethro groaned and Tim took the opportunity to slip the condom on and apply lube to it as well. He took his lover's legs and put them on his shoulders, knowing this saved J from knee pain. Lining up, he slid into his partner and waited the brief second before Jethro thrust back, ready. He moved into Jethro, loving him slowly; wanting to draw this out as long as possible, and brushing against that small nub every few thrusts.

He leaned over his lover and slid his tongue into his mouth, pleasuring his ass and mouth at the same time. Jethro thought he would die from the pleasure of his body being so wonderfully invaded at either end. When they ended the kiss, Tim let one of his hands play with Jethro's nipples, one at a time and the other hand was busy keeping Jethro's orgasm at bay.

After long minutes of heated moans of pleasure, Tim felt Jethro tightening and this time he allowed it, rocking into his man for the finish. With a shout the older man came and the clenching around Tim brought on his climax. He moved Jethro's legs from his shoulders onto the bed and then dropped forward himself, half on top of Jethro and they lay there panting. Eventually Tim pulled out of his lover and cleaned them both up.

XXX

Next morning, the kitchen was clean, coffee pot off and unplugged at Tim's insistence and Jethro's dismay with the luggage by the front door when Tony knocked. Jethro had been pacing the length of the living room while Tim was fidgeting with the luggage tags and when they heard the knock they both jumped. Tony was laughing at them when the door opened. "A little excited are we?" He snapped his mouth shut when the double glares were aimed at him.

For once traffic was light and the ride without incident. Tony dropped them off and headed back to the house to pick up his temporary roommate. When he parked at the house, he took a large blanket out of the trunk and spread it out on the backseat. There was no way he wanted doggie hair in his car, especially not in the front seat, he'd have to have it professionally cleaned to get rid of it. No, Jett could just ride in the back. He went back into the house and first carried out Jett's luxury bed and a bag of toys that was bigger than Gibbs' duffle bag. There were several
plastic storage bags full of what looked like dry dog food on the kitchen counter with a note from Tim that each bag represented one meal for Jett and that he was not to have any people food.

Tony grabbed those and stuffed them in the toy bag and manhandled the whole thing to his car. After putting the bed in his trunk he found there really wasn't enough room for the bag of toys and dog food, so he put that on the floor of the front seat. Back into the house to put Jett on his leash and bring him out to the car.

He clipped the leash onto the ring on his collar and gave the dog a tug, "C'mon Jett, let's go; got lots of fun things planned for us!" The dog sat and stared at him, then gave a sad woof and slumped to the floor.

"C'mon, I know I'm not your dads –or Abby – but I'm a nice guy. C'mon please, Jett?"

The dog wasn't going anywhere. Tony remembered seeing a bag of doggie treats in the kitchen and leaving the dog lying on the floor, he found the treats and took one out.

He gave it to Jett. "There you go, see, I'm a nice guy." Jett politely gobbled down the treat and then continued his lie in, staring at Tony.

"Huh, that didn't work, oh wait a minute, I should tempt you, like a donkey with a carrot on a stick."

Jett woofed indignantly. Tony got another treat and put it in the pocket of his jacket.

"C'mon now Jett. If you come with me, you'll get the treat." Sighing as he foresaw a long week ahead of him, Jett graciously gave in and allowed Tony to lead him to his car.

Tony opened the passenger side door and pulled the seat forward so Jett could sit in the back with the nice comfy blanket. Jett hopped in and then sat looking at him expectantly. "Oh right, I promised you the treat." He gave the dog the second treat, put the seat back, closed the door and walked around to the driver's side. He got in and turned his head to the back to say something to Jett, only to find him sitting right next to him with a big doggie grin. Tony sighed and started the car. This was going to be a long ten days!

XXX

After checking in and breezing through security Tim and Jethro found a restaurant to grab a bite to eat before their long journey. The first leg would take them from Virginia to Los Angeles and after a quick layover they would be on their way to Hawaii. It would be a long day of travelling, but Mr. Gemcity wanted it to be as painless as possible. He'd splurged on first class seats as it was Jethro's birthday after all and the extra leg room would be a blessing on the long trip. Finding a small table in the corner of the restaurant they sat down and browsed through the menu. "How about we get this vacation started early with some mimosas?" Jethro asked with a twinkle in his gorgeous blue eyes.

Tim hummed his approval and when the waitress arrived they ordered mimosas along with coffee. Jethro had already decided what he wanted and reached over to take Tim's hand, "You know what I'm looking forward to most on this trip?"

The younger man blushed and raised his eyebrows slightly, "I'm assuming it's the same thing I'm looking forward to."

Gibbs laughed, "Well that too, but what I was really going to say was that I can't wait to slather sunscreen over every inch of your beautiful unmarred skin. It would be a tragedy if you got sunburned while we were there."

"I agree, but remember I won't be the only one wearing sunscreen. You'll be wearing it too except yours won't be SPF 50."

The waitress arrived back with their drinks and each man ordered a light breakfast to sustain them until they arrived in Los Angeles. Once their food arrived they discussed what activities they were looking forward to besides the obvious. Tim was excited about taking surf lessons while Jethro couldn't wait to go deep sea fishing. The two had become so enthralled in their conversation that they hadn't realized their plane was boarding until Tim heard an announcement over the PA system. Quickly paying their bill they hit the restroom and hurried to their gate, relieved to find they had just started boarding the first class passengers. Once they took their seats and got situated one of the flight attendants asked them if they wanted a drink.

Jethro glanced at Tim who gave him a nod and a mischievous grin. The older man turned back to the attendant and said, "We'll each take a glass of champagne, please."

"Coming right up gentlemen."

When the attendant walked away Tim leaned over and whispered in his lover's ear, "Is it your intention to get me drunk so you can take advantage of me later?"

Shrugging, Jethro chuckled lightly, "Maybe or maybe not. It could backfire on me and you'll be asleep before the plane takes off."

The attendant returned with their drinks and after tapping their glasses together in a toast, they took hearty sips. Resting his head on Jethro's shoulder, Tim sighed, "This is going to be one trip we'll never forget."

"Took the words right out of my mouth, Timmy."

Once the flight took off the pair found various activities to keep them occupied during the journey. Tim had several magazines and the headrests had television screens with numerous TV shows, movies and music. The drinks were complimentary and Jethro and Tim were both a bit tipsy by the time they were halfway to Los Angeles. When Jethro got up to use the restroom he was startled when Tim grabbed his hand and gave him a "come hither" look.

"Takkkke meeee." Tim slurred and started unbuckling his seatbelt.

Jethro was amused and turned on by the thought of joining the mile high club, but knew there was barely enough room for one person in the bathroom let alone two men. He leaned down and whispered, "Nothing would make me more happy than showing how much I love you at 30,000 feet but there's not enough room for both of us in there, sweetie."

Tim smiled widely and gently tapped Jethro on the cheek, "Jus kiddinnn babe! Gooo by yourselfff."

"I'll be right back, Timmy." Jethro responded, leaning down to give him a quick kiss. When he returned from the restroom Tim was leaning against the window, sound asleep. Grabbing a blanket from the overhead compartment he covered his lover and sat down beside him. As he watched the man he loved sleep, Jethro realized how lucky he'd been to find someone who loved him unconditionally regardless of his flaws. Leaning his seat back he took hold of Tim's hand and closed his eyes as the plane descended upon Los Angeles.