So, here it is. Let me know if you think this is good enough, or if I should continue on. I think this could be the end, but I'm really not sure yet. Whichever way it goes, I won't be back until mid-August, so it'll just have to wait. Wish me luck at my first sleep away camp!
I couldn't figure out what to do about the puppy that was supposed to be Jenny's, so I just left her alive for the purposes of this story. Couldn't resist throwing in the very last bit of Jibbs for me. ;-) So please don't hate me for it!
Alright, chaverim (friends), hope you enjoy this!
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McGee's life wasn't perfect, but it was pretty good. He had a dog, a good job, friends, and two best sellers under his belt. He had a girl that he loved (and he was going to tell her one of these days, really). He didn't want to die. The prospect of his life ending, however, was becoming more and more likely.
Not everyone at the meeting was angry. In fact, Ducky, Ziva, Tony, Palmer, and Jenny all seemed quite content with their little furry bundles of joy. Needless to say, Abby was ecstatic. It was Gibbs that had McGee shaking in his shiny, new Armani boots. Gibbs was shaking rainbow ceramic shards out of his hair and dog pee off of his shoes. McGee cringed inwardly.
"What were you thinking?" Gibbs asked him, frustrated. "I don't know what to do with an animal! I can't even keep plants, except for cacti! I don't know what to do with this." He pointed to the small monster that was now determined to untie his shoelaces with its teeth.
Jenny put a restraining hand on Gibbs' shoulder, then murmured something in his ear that no one could quite catch. Except Gibbs, of course. Whatever she said made him smile slightly. He looked her up and down, then asked, "Is that a threat or a promise, Jen?"
She blushed furiously, then salvaged what was left of her composure. She looked like she didn't know if she wanted to kiss or slap Gibbs. The rest of the team seemed puzzled by the odd behavior, except for Ducky. He looked like he was about to break out a bottle of Scotch and dance. Jenny settled for neither slapping nor kissing their team leader, instead saying "I have some paperwork to do," before hurrying out as fast as she could on three-inch heels.
Gibbs smiled again to himself as he watched her leave, paying special attention to one certain part of her. Ducky cleared his throat, bringing Gibbs back to the real world, and the terrified junior agent standing in front of him. Gibbs shook his head, as if to bring it back down to earth.
He shrugged. "I managed to raise a daughter somehow. I guess this wouldn't be too bad, with a little help."