Chapter Seven.

She had to stay at least one night for observation. Gibbs hadn't come back, but Tony, McGee, and Abby showed up to see her once they had heard that she was finally awake.

They stayed for a while, but she sent them away. With everything that was going through her mind, she wanted to be alone. So, she told them she was tired, it worked. She was alone, and trying to figure out what to do. She soon drifted off to sleep. Her dreams were filled with Gibbs. They weren't just any dreams, they were dreams that would make her blush if she had been awake and only day dreaming.

Scenes of her and Gibbs in very compromising positions at NCIS. In Abby's Lab, in MTAC, in Ducky's autopsy, in Jenny's office, on Gibbs's desk, on Tony's desk, on McGee's desk, on her desk, and many more places.

She finally woke up. She saw movement out of the corner of her eye. She looked and saw Gibbs sitting in the chair next to her bed.

"Gibbs, you scared me!" She told him.

"Sorry, so, were you having a good dream?" He asked.

"Why? Was I talking in my sleep again?" She asked.

"Moaning actually." He said.

She blushed. She was speechless, as memories of her dream flashed before her eyes.

"It was good I take it." Gibbs said.

She cleared her throat.

"That depends on the person. I enjoyed it very much, but someone like Tony, McGee, or even Abby, might not like what I was dreaming about." She told him.

"What about me? Would I have liked it?" He asked.

"I'm not sure yet. Ask me at a later time." She saidl

He nodded.

She could tell she was still blushing, and she hated it. It was embarrassing, to say the least.

"So, why are you here?" She asked.

"I wanted to make sure you were okay." He told her.

She narrowed her eyes.

"You mean baby sitting, in case the guy decides to come and finish the job." She said.

He laughed.

"Maybe that too." He said.

She smiled and laughed quietly. She yawned.

"Why don't you try to get back to sleep." Gibbs told her.

She frowned. She knew he was going to leave when she fell asleep. She didn't want him to leave. She wanted to look at his face for a while longer.

"What's wrong?" Gibbs asked.

"Nothing." She said.

He gave her the "Gibbs Stare", as Tony would call it.

She sighed.

"I just feel like something bad is going to happen, if I fall asleep again." She said.

It wasn't a complete lie. She had a gut feeling something was going to happen.

He raised his eyebrows. A smile was playing on his lips, trying to break out.

"I'll be right here. The only place I'm going will be to get some coffee." He said.

She laughed, and shook her head.

"Try to go back to sleep." He told her.

She bit her lip, and sighed.

"Fine." She said.

She closed her eyes. She felt him take her hand, and he began rubbing it.

"Good night." He whispered.

"Night." She said, quietly.

Soon, she drifted off to sleep again.