Later in the evening, Kim lay on Gibbs naked chest in Mike's spare room, still referred to as Gibbs room by the family, even after Leyla and Amira moved in. "Jethro?" she asked
"Hmm?"
"They all want you to move back to Mexico"
"Hmm"
"Why?"
Gibbs laughed "I build things"
"Like the boat?" she asked
"Among other things, I retired a few years ago, I rebuilt Mikes roof, did some bits for Paulo, it's what counts here"
"When you retired from the Marines?"
"No, I resigned from NCIS"
"Why?"
"Long story" he kissed her, silencing her for a moment.
After a few moments of quiet she turned to face him again "but you didn't want to stay here?"
"I did" Gibbs told her "but something's are more important"
"Your team?" she snuggled into him "There's Ziva, and Timothy and DiNozzo?"
"Yep" he smiled as she carefully dragged these names she'd heard whilst under duress from her memory, "There's also Abby, you'll like her, and Ducky"
She giggled "Ducky?"
"Dr Donald "Ducky" Mallard, he's Scottish."
"You said I'd like Abby"
"Abb's? Yeah"
"So I get to meet her?"
"If you want?"
"So I can come back to DC with you?"
Gibbs looked at her, it hadn't occurred to him that she wouldn't return to DC with him, "I wasn't planning on leaving you here?"
"Oh" she looked confused "erm it might be a little late for this but, I've never been in this situation before?"
He sighed and pulled her close "I know"
"I mean, I'm no virgin but…"
"I know" He kissed her head "You can say no" he told her.
"What?"
"To me" Gibbs swallowed "you can always tell me no, you don't have to do anything you don't want" he whispered into her hair "I'll always respect that." He could feel her stiffen and chill beside him.
"No?"
"No" he confirmed "anytime you feel uncomfortable" he told her gently.
She ran her hand down his chest and torso, and lower below his waist "even when?"
He closed his eyes, suppressing a moan "anytime".
"You know I didn't know anything before" she choked on a sob "before Michael"
"Kim" Gibbs interrupted
"Sorry" she said quickly returning to her ministrations and falling silent.
He took her hand and brought it up to his lips, kissing the back of it, he wrapped his spare hand around her and pulled her close to his side again "don't apologise, talk to me" he kissed her hair, "I want you to talk to me"
"It's the middle of the night"
"We don't have to get up in the morning"
"I don't know what to tell you?" she shuffled against him under the covers "Do you want me to tell you about the first time?"
"Do you want to?"
"Not really" he ran his hand through her hair, soothing her like he would a scared colt "He wouldn't always tie me up, he didn't need to, but sometimes he would anyway" he let her calm slightly "when he brought others down he'd put a bag over my head and tie me, only a few got to see my face, got to…" she grabbed his arm and squeezed.
He could feel her heart thumping "It's OK, you're safe and you don't have to continue"
"He sold me, he sold my body" she told him "he got paid so they could torture and rape me"
"I know" he kissed her
"And now I don't know any different"
"Yeah you do" he told her, he pulled her up and astride him, smiling as she grinned in the darkened room. She leant over and kissed him full on the lips, sighing as he caught her mouth and deepened the kiss, she wriggled her hips and moaned into his mouth, he broke the kiss and looked into her eyes "you remember what I said?"
"Yes" she smiled and rolled off him, pulling him gently so he lay on top of her, she closed her arms around his back, pulling him down further, as he wrapped his own arms under her. "Yes I do."