January 26, 2007
Wow you guys I'm sorry it took so long for me to update.
First let me say thanks to those of you who came out Wednesday night, hope you had as good a time as I did, and thanks for being so nice to SAM. It was his first time seeing me perform in public. Many of you told him how you read about him here and I'd like to say thanks for that especially, now I spend every day fending off requests for the url, but he's a good little agent and I'm betting he's found me by now but smart enough not to tell me. (I'm on to you Timmyboy!)
What other updates are there to share?
Missy won Miss Dragmama 2007 last Sunday night so I'm sure she'll be insufferable throughout her reign as is befitting such a title.
I met most of SAM's coworkers last Friday night. It was actually pretty cool; they're a weird bunch which made me feel right at home. Ziva (who is on loan to NCIS from Mossad, which I don't even know what that means really other than that she's a super spy with crazy ninja skills according to Tony) was having everyone over for dinner and told SAM to invite me. She's really beautiful and an excellent chef.
Maybe I should give you a brief synopsis of who was there before I tell you about the night itself.
Ziva. Tony-I've mentioned him here before I think. He's kind of like having an eighth grade boy trapped in the body of a super sexy 30 something hunk around. It's both more and less fun than it sounds. Gibbs- SAM's boss. He's impossible to reduce to a few sentences. He's older, very attractive, unexpectedly funny but in a really dry way and while he tries to come off gruff you can see how much he cares about the little group. Ducky- older still. He's the medical examiner which made me both gravitate toward him and panic at the same time. He tends to run on a bit when asked a question but is full of interesting facts and stories. Abby-SAM's ex. She's the lab tech and all round everything sciency expert. Abby's tattooed, adorable and goth and not even the tiniest bit what I'd expect as one of SAM's ex-girlfriends.
Tony and Ziva seemed the most excited to meet me in a way that made me wonder if they thought SAM had made me up. I wonder what he told them about me to make them think that. Anyway, they were very nice to me but tease SAM (whom they refer to as Elf Lord) endlessly.
Shortly after meeting Gibbs I pulled SAM into the small office off of Ziva's living room for a chat alone. I had known something was up before this…okay, let me backtrack. Remember when I told you SAM spent the night? And remember how I told you he found my copy of Deep Six and I gave him this big mouthed review of it? Since then he's asked me if I've finished the book about 4 times. Each time he wants to know if I like how it's going, if I can guess who the criminal is, all that sort of thing. At first I thought maybe he had read it too and wanted to compare notes but then, then I met Gibbs.
Jethro Gibbs. Apparently Leroy Jethro Gibbs. (I asked about the Jethro and Ducky expounded on it for me.)
L. J. Gibbs.
The main character in Deep Six is L. J. Tibbs.
That's right. So when I had SAM in a private space I asked him if there was something he wanted to tell me. He was nervous that I meant something more about him and Abby but I redirected him. "No, maybe about your boss. Agent Tibbs, Gibbs? Tibbs?"
And then he confessed. He b WROTE /b Deep Six.
So those antibiotics I took for my foot in mouth disease is apparently had no effect. He said he wanted to tell me after I finished the book because he thought my criticism was constructive and didn't want me to temper it to save his feelings. He also said that some of the stuff I had found fault with he had done on purpose but that we'd talk about it another time. Fair enough, but I had two questions that couldn't wait.
1. Did Ducky really have an assistant that shared sexual escapades with corpses? (Of course not.)
2. Was he exaggerating when he describe what I now took to be Abby's bedroom? (He plead the fifth.) Worrysome at best. I've reread that chapter about a million times since.
Abby seemed the least excited to meet me and took her sweet time warming up to me. I guess it makes sense; no one looks forward to seeing someone they were intimate with and are still close to with someone new. I can't blame her for that. We finally bonded over our mutual love for Living Dead Dolls though I think she's still keeping a close eye on me.
Ducky got me alone after dinner and told me that SAM had mentioned that I'd gone to Tuft's Medical but left just shy of my degree. I worried that he'd ask for explanation but in what I'm coming to find is true Ducky fashion he instead regaled me with yarns about his own days at school and the many times he considered packing it in. Somehow it put me at ease.
Tony really was excited about the stuff that I sing, SAM had been right about that. After we'd all spent some time chatting and drinking wine I found myself somehow persuaded to sing a few Doris songs for them. I figured I'd give a little back to Tony for all the grief he'd given SAM and dragged him up to put his music where his mouth is. Together we made our way through "Ain't We Got Fun", "Baby It's Cold Outside", and "I Said My Pajamas" he really impressed me when he knew that last one.
Tony is actually quite good, and also: a ham. He continued when I dropped out gracing us with a selection of Dean Martin and Frank Sinatra selections.
As I was dozing off in the car on the way back to SAM's place
(for the record, we still have not…consummated our relationship, but have shared a bed most nights finding that we both sleep better when we're close to one another. The why not consummated question should fall in a none of your business category but since I know I'll end up telling you when it has been I'll just say this, first it was too soon, then he was always working or exhausted from working and at the moment I'm having…well, let's just say in around 5 days we should be good to go.)
As I was saying, I was napping in the car as SAM drove us home but he woke me saying that I seemed to really enjoy Tony's company. I replied sleepily that I thought he was charming in a sort of "Look at me! Look at me!" sort of way.
Elf Lord was quiet for a little while and then, "Maybe you're dating the wrong guy."
Okay, I'm awake.
"What?"
He thought us singing together…I don't know, I still can't follow his fuzzy logic but he thought I was flirting with Tony. The strangest part was that he didn't seem angry, it seemed more like defeat.
I thought about arguing the point that while Tony is sexy and funny and charming SAM is something you can't even put into words but so much better. I quickly realized that wasn't the way to go so I insisted he pull the Porsche over to the side of the road at the absolute soonest opportunity. I think he was expecting a fight.
With the car tucked safely at the curb I leaned across, took his face in my hands and told him that I had found everything I was looking for and more. And then I kissed him so hard he didn't catch his breath for 10 minutes.
Solved.
I figured I'd let my lingering jealousy over his closeness to Abby sit on the back burner until some other time.
