Smile for the Camera
Disclaimer: Nope not mine, not a one. =(
Rating: T
Spoilers: None
Summary: Gibbs' memories, a few snapshots into his life, life at NCIS and everything in between. KIBBS, eventually.
Author's Note: My second offering. As always unbeta'd so I apologise for any mistakes.
2.
The next thing I remember is Abby's heavy goth boots clunking heavily against the wooden steps leading to my basement. I feel her reproach before she voices it and mentally steel myself for the intrusion into my silent world.
"Where have you been?" The gravely sound of her voice makes my head pound even more.
I swallow thickly before I reply. "Right here Abbs, right here." I can't keep my words from slurring.
She comes to a stop in front of me and stoops so we're eye to eye. I see concern and I see worry. But no anger, as I had expected. But then Abby and I have known each other for years and she is one of my closest friends. She probably knows more than she's letting on right now, even if I take care not to show my emotions around the team.
"We missed you, Gibbs."
I snort. "Really?"
"Yes, really. We were really worried." The sincerity in her words stalls me for a moment.
"Well I'm sorry for spoiling the day for you all." I can't help it. It just comes out of my mouth. I know I'm being mean, I know she doesn't deserve it. But I can't help it.
She seems exasperated, she doesn't know what to do with me. Usually she'd give me one of her biggest hugs and her most caring, sympathetic smiles and that would be sufficient (in her mind). But not today, so she kneels awkwardly on the cold cement floor, looking at me with this lost sort of look on her face.
"It doesn't bother me." I hear myself say.
She nods and tries to smile. "I know."
She doesn't believe me.