Okay, so it's been a while again and I apologise. Hopefully people are still reading and enjoying. Thank you so much for the feedback for the last few chapters, it's so great to hear from people. This is just a short chapter but I hope you like it.
Gibbs sat for over an hour watching Tony sleep, his partner's hand resting possessively on his swollen belly, rising and falling with each breath. It had been a scare for all of them but hopefully, now that Tony was safely ensconced in the hospital, the rest of the pregnancy would run smoothly.
The older man ran a hand through his silver hair and sighed. He still found it hard to believe how lucky he was to be part of a family again. He had been so sure, after Shannon and Kelly, that he would never feel complete again, but when Tony arrived in his life he had known that it was possible to have two loves in one lifetime.
Tony had forced Gibbs out of his self-imposed social exile and Gibbs found he looked forward to each day and rarely sought solace in the dark basement any more. Instead, he spend his evenings with his arms around his lover, sated and happy. It was the way things were meant to be.
Gibbs head turned sharply to the left as one of the machines hooked up to Tony started to beep. He jumped out of his seat and almost collided with a nurse who rushed into the room to investigate.
"What's wrong? Is he okay? Is it the baby?" Gibbs threw questions at the nurse as she calmly examined Tony.
"Relax, Mr Gibbs," she said, "the machine is just letting us know that one of the wires has come loose. I've fixed it now." Noting the panic on Gibbs' face she reached out and placed a comforting hand on his arm. "Go home and get some sleep. You won't be much use to Tony if you're exhausted."
Gibbs looked at Tony who was still sleeping, oblivious to the commotion around him.
"I guess I could go for a few hours but you call me if anything – and I mean ANYTHING – changes." Gibbs fixed her with one of his famous stares and the nurse wondered how anyone could argue with those beautiful blue eyes.
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When Gibbs returned later that morning, Tony was awake and devouring breakfast.
"I don't know why people complain about hospital food, this is pretty good," Tony speared the rubbery omelette with a plastic fork.
"Well, you've always had the constitution of an ox," Gibbs laughed, leaning in to kiss Tony on the cheek.
"True. Hey, I've got some good news," Tony said between mouthfuls.
"You're getting home?" Gibbs asked hopefully.
"No such luck," Tony grumbled, "In fact, they've told me I'm on complete bed rest. I can't even have a shower."
"That doesn't sound like good news."
"It is when you hear that I convinced them to let you give me my bed bath." Tony's eyes sparkled. "You rubbing me all over with soapy bubbles..."
"Sounds messy," Gibbs grinned.
"Oh it could be, if you do it right," Tony winked.
"I'm not sure it's a good idea to get you overly excited. You are in hospital after all."
"Exactly. If I can't do anything else, at least I can have a little fun." Tony pouted, "C'mon, Gibbs, I'm feeling dirty."
"Oh yeah," Gibbs raised his eyebrow, "How dirty?"
"Very, very dirty."
Sooooo, I'm thinking the next chapter should begin "After Gibbs had bathed Tony..." What do you think? (Evil laugh!)
