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Chapter 2

Previously:

"Nice picture" a familiar voice said from the stairs of his basement.

Gibbs turned and looked in shock "You're supposed to be dead"

Now:

"How are you…you died…I saw the bullet through your head and then you're blood was on my face" Gibbs began to ramble. "I need a drink" he mumbled looking in search again for a bottle of bourbon.

"I'm a spirit Gibbs, I'm here to help you" Kate said. She certainly didn't look dead. Her hair was still brown and shoulder length and she wore a flowing white dress but seemed to have a glow about her.

"You can help by leaving me alone" Gibbs said moving past her on the stairs "God I must be really drunk" he said as he stopped in the door way of the basement to look at Kate again, before moving to his kitchen.

"Gibbs I'm here to help you, listen to me" Kate said following him. Gibbs just continued to ignore what 'Kate' was saying as he began to make some coffee hoping it would help him sober up and his illusion would just disappear.

"Gibbs why won't you listen to me" Kate said with her hands on her hips standing in his privet space.

Gibbs then turned "Because you are just a figment of my drunken imagination, why in the hell should I listen to you?" he said in an angry voice before turning back to the coffee pot. Then an awkward silence set in.

Gibbs continued to make his coffee being watched by Kate who was standing in the door way with her hands on her hips.

The coffee was soon finished and Gibbs took a mug of it and looked at Kate before taking a healthy gulp.

"You know coffee doesn't help you sober up it just makes you more awake" Kate sated and Gibbs took another sip of his life blood.

"Uh huh" Gibbs grumbled moving to get out of the kitchen. "Move" he muttered to Kate who was in his way.

"I'm a spirit Gibbs, you can just walk through me" and with that Gibbs did. As he walked through the doorway were Kate stood be all of a sudden felt a gust of cold air against his body. When he was standing in the lounge he noticed there were Goosebumps on his skin.

Kate then reappeared beside him "That tickled, I mean no one had ever walked through me before" she said with a smile.

"Uh huh" Gibbs said looking at Kate like she had gone mad but wait he was talking to someone who was dead he was mad.

"Are going to listen to me now?" Kate asked folding her arms over her chest.

"Nope" Gibbs mumbled before making his way to the basement and to his displeasure Kate followed him.

Gibbs began to work on sanding his boat and Kate just made herself comfy on the steps of the basement.

Gibbs soon became agitated with someone looking at him like he was a lion in a zoo. "Fine" he said putting the sander down "Why are you here?"

Kate beamed at his question and stood up from her position and made her way down the stairs to stand near him. "I am here to help you" she said softly.

"Yeah you said that already" Gibbs growled standing over her intimidatingly.

"You were listening" Kate said with an almost proud smile.

"Kind of had no choice you wouldn't stop blabbering" Gibbs said and Kate could of sworn she saw his mouth twitch a little ever so slightly. "Look you just tell me or…" Gibbs began stepping away from her.

"Jenny" Kate stated and was shocked to see the anger and hurt build on his face and in his eyes.

"She's dead haven't you met her up there yet?" he asked pointing up referring to heaven.

"I know she's dead Gibbs and I'm sorry, I know you meant a great deal to each other" Kate said sympathetically and Gibbs just turned away.

"Is that why you came, to tell me you're sorry and to tell me how I feel…felt about Jen" Gibbs corrected himself still not facing her.

"No, I have come to give you a second chance with Jenny" Kate said wanting see Gibbs's facial expression but he wouldn't look at her.

"I wish" Gibbs mumbled finally turning around and moving past Kate and going up the basement stairs taking two at a time.

As Kate made it to the top of the stairs he heard a door upstairs slam shut. "You're wish is my command" Kate said looking up the stairs with a slight smile.

Gibbs couldn't believe that even when he was drunk all he wanted was a second chance with Jenny. Gibbs opened his bedside draw and found the letters she had written to him over the years. Some from when they were partners, some from when they were lovers and then the one that was never complete with the only words being 'Dear Jethro'. He traced the two words with his thumb. He then noticed a water mark in the corner of the page. It was only small as if from a single tear.

He couldn't help himself but he smelt it. It still smelt like her. It was a smell that would excite his senses and one that would always be comforting and remind him of home.

He then looked at the clock and realised it was past midnight. He had been talking to himself for hours, he really was drunk.

Not bothering to change his clothes he got into his bed and rested the incomplete letter on the pillow next to him and smiled as he looked at it before sleep over took him.

Gibbs hadn't slept that well in years. He felt someone stand near him and then he was enveloped in the sent he had found himself smell from the letter the night before.

He then found it rather strange that he felt someone's soft lips kiss his forehead and hears a familiar voice whisper "I love you"

Then the lips and smell were gone and he heard a zip then movement in the room.

He opened his eyes and was shocked to see a younger Jenny standing in front of him but not in his bedroom but in a very familiar hotel room.

Gibbs locked eyes with her before looking over her beautiful face.

She took a deep breath before closing her emerald eyes shut causing some tears to fall and run down her cheek.

He felt like saying something but what was the use of saying it in a dream when he should of said it in real life.

He rested his head back on the pillow and closed his eyes and just before he fell back asleep he heard the faint click of the door shutting.

TBC…

That was a nice dream. It was a dream wasn't it?

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