Star Light, Star Bright
Rating: K+
Spoilers: None
Summary: Jenny has a routine every night that Gibbs doesn't know about. Jibbs one-shot.
Disclaimers: I own none of the NCIS characters nor anything relevant to the show.
A/N: This story came to me while I was looking out a window. Based on the poem Star Light, Star Bright. Hope you enjoy this one-shot.
A/N2: Anything in bold in the story is part of the poem.
It was a quiet night in Gibbs house. There was not even the sound of the chisel moving along the boat. Not the sound of him pouring bourbon for himself or for anyone else. Not even the sound of the TV on. It was only the sound of two people breathing. The couple was sitting on the couch. Jenny had her head placed on his chest while Jethro had his arm around her waist. It was peaceful thing that made them feel safe in their relationship. Jenny and Gibbs have been hiding their relationship from the team for two months. Suddenly, Jenny took her head off his chest.
"What's the matter Jen?" He asked while she turned around to look out the window.
"Nothing. I have this routine of looking out the window and finding a star. Then I make a wish on it." Jenny explained. He moved to look out the window and rested his elbows on the couch. He saw Jenny in her blue casual blouse.
Star light, star bright.
"Have you found a star?" Gibbs questioned.
"Yes but no. I have to find the brightest star." She said. Her eyes were still fixed out the window.
"I found it."
"Where is it?"
The first star I see tonight.
"Right there." He pointed a star. He waited for a moment before speaking again. "Have you made a wish?"
"Wait." Jen responded. She added a singing voice on. "Star light, star bright. The first star I see tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might. Have this wish, I wish tonight. Now I'm done."
"That wasn't the first star you saw though."
I wish I may, I wish I might.
"Touche Mr. Gibbs."
"What is it?" He turned his head to hers looked into her eyes. Jenny did the same thing.
"That you will always be safe and come home to me. You?" He wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Who says I'm going to make a wish?"
"Jethro..." She whined. He placed butterfly kisses down her neck.
Have this wish, I wish tonight.
"Here it is. I wished that there will never be a brighter star than you." She smiled at him and gave him a kiss; knowing that no words would be necessary.
A very short story but I couldn't think anything else. I hope you will review.