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A THING OF BEAUTY
He looked upon her beauty, smiling at all the joy she brought to him. He recalled every caress across her smooth body. He marvelled that something that could feel so soft cold be strong and hard enough to withstand any storm.
Looking upon her majesty he wondered about the pleasure he would experience with her beneath him. He could vividly imagine the feel of her rocking and swaying as she was powered by the winds. He would control the lines, but she'd fight for the dominance.
She was sturdy, of that he had no doubts. He would trust her to carry him across any ocean and deliver him safely to any shore.
He watched her enter into the water. Her grace and gentleness much like that of her namesake beguiling her strength to every man's eye that fell upon her. To him the sound of the tide lapping at her sides was a distant echo of their hearts beating as one.
Tonight he would join her and be as one again. Her power would be set free for him to explore, under his own touch. He would lead her to their destination by the light of the moon. He would watch the lunar reflection as it would shimmer on the water. Its pull being the drawing force that mirrored that of their love, once as strong.
He'd crafted others before her, but they paled dramatically in comparison. There was only one other that he had deemed seaworthy. That had been the "Kelly". She unfortunately, much like his little girl, had met a tragic fate. Both destroyed too early in life.
But this- his "Shannon" would stand the tests of all time. For he would always be here to protect her and watch over her. Tonight would be the night to test her on the water. He considered if there was anyone that should accompany him. Only one other person in his life had loved Shannon.
Jack. His father. A half smile appeared at the thought of his father. It had been a more natural response lately. Too many years had been lost due to stubbornness and hard feelings between the two men. Still the voyage was almost too intimate to invite his father along.
There was currently no one special in his life. Hadn't been anyone truly special since Shannon, despite his three failed marriages, various women he dated and Jenny. Jenny was one that could've been something special, if not for the complexities of their careers. She wanted to move ahead, while he liked being in the field. She'd made it. He may have been knocked back momentarily when she reappeared in his life as his boss, but he was proud of her.
Shaking off thoughts of his past, Special Agent Gibbs turned to leave. He needed to get back to the navy yard and lead his team at NCIS. They were a good group of investigators; each with a special talent that helped to balance their responsibilities and make them the top MCRT in D.C.
He had much to be proud of. Maybe he would reward them with a sailing outing. Tonight perhaps?
The day had been a long one. A case came in an hour before they were set to call it a day. Worse it was a case that involved the FBI. Worse yet, Gibbs was ordered by his director to allow the Feds to control the investigation.
He let his team go after all the processing had been done. They were more than willing to let their rival agents do the interviews and leg work. Gibbs had a meeting with both directors and his counterpart, Fornell.
Tony took Tim aside figuring this was the opportune time to put his plan into action. The two agents wanted to do something special for their boss.