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Authors note – I hope that you all enjoy this. The song is 'I'm Yours' by Ron Pope. Thanks to all my reviewers! You're amazing! Every one of you. Sasha-038 : it's a typo I'm afraid. I always use the shift key instead of the caps lock key so I end up with two capitalised letters – sorry
'It's not the way your move your hips,Though I can't help but stare' – I'm yours by Ron Pope
Friday, 5:30pm
The rest of the week went relatively smoothly. The mass case boom had fallen once more, meaning the team only had one case. It was the murder of a marine, yet the wife's finger prints had been found on the knife, and she'd still been in her bloodied clothes when they found her. Gibbs had barely even needed to use his death glare before she crumbled in a mound of tears. A confession later and the team simply had paperwork to do. Aside from the usual arguments, nothing unusual had happened. Gibbs met up with Jenny for coffee everyday at the same time by total 'coincidence'. They would both be there, one with coffee waiting for the other. He'd walk her to the bar, and kiss her every day. Then, when he returned to work, at lunchtime Tony would leave. The older man never once asked why, because he knew. Tony went to meat Ali for lunch. He always returned on time though – surprisingly enough.
The week passed by, and before any of them realised it Friday had come around. It was much too soon for Tony though because it meant that Ali was off to San Diego tomorrow ready to start work on the new bar. However, that aside it also meant that they were all at the Duke tonight. That was why; for once Gibbs was letting his team go home at a decent time.
Looking up from his desk he saw Tony typing away on his computer – too fast for it to be work so Gibbs guessed that he was talking to Abby on some messenger site. McGee was also tapping away, so Gibbs guessed that he too was talking to Abby and Tony. He watched the two agents that he saw as children and felt a sense of pride. They were both irritating in their own ways, but both had strengths too. And both were more than individual in their characters. He smirked as he saw Tony glare at the scream, and McGee smirk. He guessed that Abby and Tim were talking tech talk. "Right, you can go home. Remember to be in the bar by 1900 though. It's Ali last night." He stated in his usual gruff tone.
This week Jenny and Ali had been training up a new barman, he was in his mid thirties and perfect for the job according to Jenny. He had experience too which meant that tonight Jenny and Ali could have a bit more fun and let their hair down knowing there would be someone on the bar at all times. It also meant that when Ali was away in the next few weeks, Jenny would not be struggling to cope on her own. Which meant Gibbs could see her as much as he had been doing recently.
"Thanks boss." Tony said; who was typing away furiously once more before he got up. He shut his computer down by force quitting it which when McGee saw made him wince. The other agent then grabbed his black rucksack, slung it haphazardly over one shoulder and strode out of the bullpen. Whilst McGee was shutting down his computer Abby made her way up. Then she stood by the empty desk, bouncing in her platform plastic black boots and wearing a cheesy smile. Gibbs smiled at her and smiled back.
"Hello my silver haired fox. Are you coming tonight?" She asked, expecting him to say that he was busy as he usually did. It was very rare that they actually got Gibbs to go out with them, and when they did he usually sat there glaring holes in someone's skull.
"Yeah, I am Abs." He stated with a signature smirk as an unbelievably bugger grin spread across the Goths face. She then proceeded to bounce even more, which defied all laws of gravity and balancing her boots.
"Yey!" She squealed. McGee then got up and grabbed his bag before walking over to Abby. The now extra hyperactive Goth looped her arm though McGee's before they began to walk out. "See you later boss man!" She shouted back as they entered the lift. Jethro couldn't help the grin that spread across Gibbs' face as he watched them both walk out.
Abby and McGee had always had the sort of relationship that was hard to determine. Sometimes they were like family, others they were best friends, but always like an old married couple. So, seeing them like that didn't much affect the older man. He was just pleased they both had someone, and as long as McGee did not hurt the woman he thought of as a daughter and was extremely protective over then he didn't object. Gibbs was sure though that McGee would not hurt Abby, because after all, with Gibbs aside McGee was the most protective person over her.
Jethro sighed; he opened one of his draws and took out a picture of Kelly. She was sat on the grass looking up at the camera. He was sat behind her with his chin resting on her shoulder. There was no denying that Gibbs was a different man back then. A part of him had been lost when they had died, the part of him that loved, that believed in humanity. It was only in meeting Jenny that he had been able to believe that there might be a chance of him regaining it.
His callused thumb traces the outline of her hair with a small reflective smile. "She was beautiful." Jenny stated, from blind him. Her chin rested on his shoulder, just as his did to Kelly in the photo he was looking at.
"She got that from her mother." He said. Unlike his other ex-wives Jenny didn't stiffen at the reference to Shannon, instead she wrapped her arms around him. Because Jenny liked Jethro for all of him, and Shannon and Kelly were just as much a part of him as his team who were his current family were. She didn't resent Shannon for still holding a place in Jethro's heart. Instead, she respected him for moving on after all that he had experienced.
He slowly placed the picture down and into the draw. He then spun around to look at Jenny, he smiled at her. "What are you doing here?" He questioned. She stood there smiling. She was ready to return to work. She wore a shirt dress. IT was fitted like a normal shirt at the top, but went into a skirt that fell just above her knees. It had black buttons on the top and at the cuffs. Jenny had the top few buttons undone so that it wasn't fastened to the top. Her hair was curled and tied into a messy bun with just her fringe and few stands down. Her makeup had grey eye shadow on and a pink 'amethyst' coloured lipstick on. He couldn't believe how beautiful she looked. She had black opaque tights on, and black wedge ankle boots. On her finger was a large silver ring in the shape of a flower, and silver earrings in.
He pulled her down onto her keep making her laugh. She softly kissed his cheek. "Thought I'd come and get you. Make sure that you actually came!" She said jokingly.
"Well, now you are here I guess that you will have no choice." He said with a smile. Jenny rested her head on his shoulder and they just sat there small talking. What they didn't know or realise was that up on the catwalk above them, Director Tom Marrow watched them. It was a long time since he had seen Jethro look as happy and relaxed as he did now. Tom remembered just how touchy and stressful Gibbs had been during his divorces years ago. Sometimes he had wondered if Gibbs would ever truly move on. Now though, now as he looked down at Jethro and his new red head he saw something that he hadn't ever noticed before with Gibbs and his ex-wife: Love. Whether they both knew it or not, Tom did. There was a look in both of them that made his think that maybe Gibbs would use up some of his holiday sometime soon. Then however, he remembered it was Gibbs, l and that it would probably never happen.
The director stood there as he watched Gibbs and Jenny leave, her pulling on her Mac whilst Gibbs pulled on his woollen black one. He watched them walk out hand in hand, smiles on both of their faces.
Gibbs and Jenny went o his house, she sat on his bed whilst he changed into a pair of dark washed Jeans and a pale blue shirt. He grabbed a grey Jacket and then they both left ready for the bar. Tonight Jenny had told him that they had a band playing in the bar. Somehow, Lucy had worked her magic and managed to get a singer called Ron Pope in. Of course, Gibbs being Gibbs did not have a clue that he was, but apparently he was reasonably well known, not that that made any difference to Gibbs. Jethro drove them to the bar, parking in the carpet before they walked in. It was only 18:30, so there were not many people in. The singer was warming up and Gibbs couldn't help but think that he needed to grow up before he knew fame.
Jenny smiled as she took her coat off and returned behind the bar. "Hey Gibbs." Ali said with a smile. She was sat on a bar stood wearing a white sleeveless blouse with a black collar and buttons. She had it tucked into a pair of black denim shorts with silver studs. She wore a pair of tights with black bows drawn on them, and on her feet were her hidden heal black high tops. Ali's hair was down and straightened, with two sections taken back. Her makeup was in its usual style. Heavy black eyeliner and 'moonshine' pale pink lipstick.
"Hey." He said back as he sat down.
"Jethro, this is Gavin, he's our new barman." Said Jenny as she re-emerged from behind the bar. Gavin was tall, had sandy blonde hair and was in his thirties. Jethro did not approve of the man already as he was too good looking in his opinion.
"Nice to meet you . . . Jethro?"
"Gibbs."
"Nice to meet you Gibbs." He said in a charming way.
"He's married Gibbs – don't worry." Stated Ali bluntly from across the bar. Gibbs felt a weigh lift off his shoulders. For a moment he wondered if Jenny would prefer to be seeing Gavin instead. But the fact he was married at least gave him some reassurance.
"Yeah, and happily!" Gavin stated who was cleaning glasses.
As time passed, the bar began to fill up. Abby and Tim arrived with Tony. The two men wore jeans and open neck shirts, meanwhile Abby wore a red tartan print skirt, with a black blouse, she wore her platform boots and had bunches in tied up with red ribbons. Ducky arrived slightly later, dressed in his usual attire with a bow tie. They all sat at a booth, Abby and McGee at the back, with Ducky next to her. Tony sat next to McGee with room for Ali when she popped over every now and again in-between mad rushes of customers. On the other said Gibbs sat with room for Jenny. They talked about old times, cases and friends. Even Gibbs joined in for once. And when Ali and Jenny came over they'd listen intently to the family's tales. The whole time Ron pope played quietly in the background. As the night drew on and 9pm came around he came up to the mike and waited for quiet. "Now a little birdie tells me Ali sings." There was a round of applause. "So, whilst I take a break, I think she should carry on." He said looking over to the bar, and waiting for her to respond. She was shaking her head, not wanting to take away the limelight. But soon the whole bar was chanting 'sing!', so, know2ing it was her last night in DC for a few weeks, she gave in. Yet it was with an evil twinkle in her eye.
"I'll sing if Tony sings too." She said, knowing that he sing a little when he was younger. Tony looked in horror but decided to give in. He walked over and met her once she had grabbed her guitar and whispered the name of a song in his ear. He knew it. So, he sat on a stool as she sat on the bar with a root resting just near to his thigh. And Ali began to strum the cords on her guitar. The whole of the bar stopped and stared, in particular the NCIS Family. Jenny walked over to Gibbs and sat close, he pulled her in and they watched the two members of their family.
Ali closed her eyes softly as she always did, letting the music wash over her before she took the lead and lightly sung the first verse: "Forever I pray those beautiful eyes wanna fall upon me,
And say, "It's alright, 'cause I'm yours." I'm yours."
Tony smiled and listened to the familiar beat before singing his lines. Slightly quiet at first before he let his restraint go and joined in. "You can change the colour of your hair,
It's not the way your move your hips,
Though I can't help but stare.
You are a mystery to me." And it made Ali laugh slightly, then they sung the chorus together, his soft yet raw voice blurring with her harmonic one.
"Forever I pray those beautiful eyes wanna fall upon me,
And say, "It's alright, 'cause I'm yours."
I'm yours."
Ali then began to sing the next verse, listening to her chords and looking up with a smile at Tony as she sung too. "A thousand miles ain't really that much space,
I dream of you dreaming of me kissing your face,
And we can talk all night on the phone, 'til the sun comes up." The lyrics fit with the next few weeks when she would be in San Diego. They sung the chorus together.
"Forever I pray those beautiful eyes wanna fall upon me,
And say, "It's alright, 'cause I'm yours."
I'm yours." But then tony sung the last verse before Ali finished it off with the final chorus and bridge.
"You might say this is a fairy tale,
Where the boy finds his princess, then takes it from there.
Beautiful girl, you are the reason I smile."
"Forever I pray those beautiful eyes wanna fall upon me,
And say, "It's alright, 'cause I'm yours."
I'm yours.
Forever I pray those beautiful eyes wanna fall upon me,
And say, "It's alright, 'cause I'm yours."
I'm yours.
I'm yours"
As Ali strummed the last few chords, her metallic purple nails blurring as she did so, the whole bar erupted into a round of applause. The team were shocked, none of them knew of Tonys hidden talent after all. Ali finished and turned to Tony, he softly kissed her and smiled to her lips. "Thank you." He murmured and she just laughed, confused as why he was saying thank you when she was the one who forced him to sing. But then again he wasn't any other man. And so Ali just smiled.
"Any time." She murmured before kissing him once more.
The evening went smoothly. Ducky left not long after the song finished, needing to get back to his mother. It turned out that he and Jenny had gotten on very well. They'd spoken on occasion during the night and ducky approved. It meant a lot to Gibbs seaming as he saw the older man as a father figure. Tim and Abby left when the clock hit midnight after Jethro had phoned them both taxi. However, Tony and Jethro waited until the end. When the bar had emptied and the mass of the mess was tidied away, Jenny turned to her niece who was putting up chairs whilst Tony stood behind her, attacking her neck.
"Go on, both of you go! I'll finish up." Jenny said with a smirk as she watched the two.
"No Aunt-"
"Yes, now go!" And then they both smiled at her, Ali went behind the bar to grab her jacket and then she ran back to Tony.
"Thank you." She said with a smirk, and then the two ran out, holding hands. Jenny just laughed as they disappeared off. Jethro returned from the back with two cups of coffee and handed one to Jenny.
"They gone?" He questioned, smiling at Jenny. Her hair was falling out of the bun, and now it framed her face, her sleeves were pushed up and she'd dis-guarded her boots. He stood near her, she was much smaller minus the heels.
"Yeah, could barely keep their hands off of each other." She said with a smirk. Jenny then spun around and placed her coffee on the bar. With her arms linked around the back of his neck she leaned in to kiss him. It gradually got more passionate and she pulled away laughing. "I need to clean up here." She said with a smile.
"Hmm." She replied as she began to wipe down the bar. He stood back watching her, in particular her ass. Jenny laughed as she felt his eyes on her.
"You could help you know!" She said before throwing the cloth at him and walking around the other side of the bar.
"Well, I was enjoying the view too much!" He retaliated before chucking it back to her.
"Oh…I noticed that!" She said chucking it at his face. Jenny then carried on placing the stools upside down on the surfaces.
"Well, can't help that my woman is so drop dead gorgeous?" He stated slowly making his way around the bar.
"Your woman? I think that you w2ill find that I belong to no one Mr Gibbs!" She said walking forward towards him.
"Oh is that right? Only maybe I need to mark my territory Miss Shepard."
"Well Mr Gibbs, maybe you do." She stated before he kissed her fully and passionately, telling her all the things he couldn't say in words. When they parted after their lungs burnt for air Jenny smiled, leant her forehead against his and said: "Maybe I can finish this in the morning." Jethro didn't reply, instead he took her hand and began dragging her out, ready to take her home for the night.
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