Just testing how to write on my tablet... Thought a new fanfic was in order^^ Besides, I was awake anyway. Damn insomnia^^ But as long as it provides inspiration, all's good^^

Insomnia.

It was late. The noises ourside her window had disappeared. Her whole apartment building was silent. She could almost hear the leaves of the trees outside ruffling in the wind. Everything seemed so peaceful, yet she still couldn't find a way to fall asleep.

Her mind kept wandering to situations that passed long ago - memories of missed opportunities and passed up chances. She had never found the right moment to tell him how she felt, and even when the moment seemed to be fitting, a little voice inside her head reminded her if rule number 12. This stupid, stupid rule. Why did he have to write it down in the first place? Why wasn't there an exception to it? Would there ever be any kind of exception to it?

She had always considered him handsome. There weren't many men his age who could still make so many women yearn for their touch. Women of all ages, all kinds of personalities. She had felt lonely at first, looking at the file Mossad had given her on him. Of course she had found him attractive, but she would never have guessed that so many other women felt like this, until she met him.

Besides his outer appearance, he was also one of the smartest men she had ever met. It was easy to fall for him after only a short time spent on his team. He seemed to notice everything about a person by just looking at them, and even though she had been trained to do just the same, he was even better at it than she was.

It also fascinated her how strong he could be, in one situation, and switch to being the kindest, nicest person on earth, in the next. She loved that about him - his ability to exactly what a person needed, wanted or deserved in any given moment.

I really need to stop thinking of him like that! He' my boss. This is completely inappropriate. Then again, he can't read my mind, can he?

Somewhere along the way, she finally fell asleep. Being plagued with insomnia day after day finally took it's toll. Her mind stopped racing and for a second, while she was drifting off to sleep, everything seemed clear.

She was in love with Leroy Jethro Gibbs and nothing could keep her from at least thinking about that. Saying it out loud, however, was a whole different story.

TBC

A/N: So that's it for now. I can't believe my writer's block is finally over^^. And, God, buying this tablet was the right decision. My netbook was really slow, so writing on it wasn't too much fun, and my laptop now has a huge external harddrive plugged into it, so putting that thing on my lap to write is not much of an option anymore...

Gonna upload this story tomorrow once I get to university. The tablet has yet to be connected to our home wifi. Let's hope I'll get at least one or two hours of sleep... Damn insomnia!