A/N: So I apologize for the crappy title but I wanted to get this up and I couldn't think of anything else, anywho this is a little fic I came up with, probably because I've been thinking about writing something with Sammy helping Gibbs out when he hurt his shoulder but my brain wasn't cooperating so you get this. Well with that I hope you enjoy!
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Massage
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Sammy watched Gibbs out of the corner of her eye as he rolled his bad shoulder for the tenth some odd time that day. It was getting late and she could tell he was getting tired. She walked around her desk and stopped behind his chair.
"Sweetheart, it's time to go home," She said softly as she started rubbing his shoulders.
"I'm almost done," Gibbs said only half paying attention.
"No you're done now," Sammy said, reaching down and moving his hand from his keyboard.
She hit shift and S to save the report he was working on then turned him away from his computer.
"Your shoulder bothering you, I've been watching you roll it all day, It's time to give it a rest," Sammy said, planting a kiss on his lips, "That report will still be here in the morning."
Gibbs sighed, he'd forgotten quite what it was like to have someone watching out for him, but she was right and there was no way he could deny it so he logged his computer off and stood up.
"Alright, let's go," He said pulling his jacket off the back of his chair.
He retrieved his gun and badge from his drawer while he waited for Sammy to collect her things then took her hand as they headed for the elevator.
"How about I drive home," Sammy said softly, leaning her head against Gibbs' shoulder, "Give your shoulder a bit of a break."
Gibbs thought about trying to argue but when he looked down at Sammy's face he couldn't help but give in.
"Alright," He said softly, handing over the keys to his Challenger.
Sammy took them and slid them into her pocket as the elevator doors opened.
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An hour and a half later, after eating dinner and getting settled, Sammy was sitting behind Gibbs on the bed and massaging his bad shoulder. Gibbs couldn't remember the last time his shoulder hand felt as good as it did now. He tried to be strong and not let Sammy worry about him but as much as he hated to admit it he liked it when she helped him.
After a couple minutes he felt Sammy's lips on his shoulder, pressing a soft kiss right where it had been sore.
"How's it now?" Sammy asked softly, moving so she could look at Gibbs' face.
"Much better," Gibbs said with a smile, leaning down to plant a soft kiss on Sammy's lips, "Thank you."
"You're welcome," Sammy said, smiling up at him when they broke the kiss.
Out of nowhere Sammy yawned.
"I guess it's time for bed," Gibbs said with a smile.
"Yeah," Sammy said, stifling a yawn.
Gibbs smiled before getting up and turning off the light. When he turned around Sammy was under the covers waiting for him. Gibbs crawled into bed beside her and pulled her close when she snuggled up to his chest.
"Love you," Sammy mumbled, half asleep.
"Love you too," Gibbs said planting a kiss on the top of Sammy's head.
Before long Sammy was dosing softly. Gibbs closed his eyes and let her even breathing lull him to sleep.
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The End
