Chapter 9
Abby and Jethro spent the weekend together, in every sense of the word. They didn't bother with clothing, it would've simply impeded their ability to touch and kiss each other's bodies. They maintained as much body contact as they could as constantly as they were able. Even making the easy meals they ate, microwaving left overs and casseroles Abby had made ahead, involved body contact. Their hunger for each other seemed endless.
In the kitchen with the microwave humming a simple look took Jethro's mind away. He moved forward his mouth moving over Abby's shoulders as they waited; nipping and licking, kissing her soft smooth skin. As she murmured her appreciation and arched herself back against him, Jethro moved a leg between hers and pulled her hips as close against his groin as he could. Abby made a low sound in her throat and ground herself against his thigh seeking more pressure against her vulva and clit. She lifted her head up, turning her mouth to him for a searing kiss.
Jethro groaned and sank his teeth into the muscle of her shoulder. He soothed the bite with his tongue. With the added impetus of the bite Abby gasped and the pleasure began to build with heat and pressure in her inner depths. She heard the hoarse, husky whisper of her lover in her ear as his fingers found her wet folds.
"Come for me my Abb's. Come for only me. You're so wet, God so wet already…"
Abby shifted her position holding onto the counter and dipping herself to provide a better angle for Jethro to enter her. She whimpered with need. Moving up against her Jethro slid his hand down over the curves of her hips and buttocks to place his fingers into her. Abby cried out as he moved his fingers to pleasure her but only for a few moments. His own need was too powerful. Using her lubrication on his fingers he wet himself and then guided his dripping cock into her.
Jethro thrust hard and deep. His body bent over hers he moved in a quick rhythm, matching her movements and with a twist at the end of each thrust that made Abby cry out. It didn't take long for them to be unable to stop as they moved with more force against each other. Abby arched her back twisting to kiss him with total abandon; she threw one arm up, fingers gripping his hair. Jethro's fingers moved forward and into her folds narrowing the pressure until he was on either side of her clit. As her cries became louder, Jethro began to grunt with his thrusts and the near frantic grinding. His fingers moved to flick against her clit and she screamed, arching almost out of his arms as she came shrieking his name. Within seconds he was with her moving into the brilliant blue-white light of their orgasm, minds and bodies completely fused. There was no him or her, or even them. They were one being. Their aura's blended into a beautiful golden display, energy rising and falling in and out of each other. Slowly they sank to the floor completely enraptured with one another.
In the early hours of Monday they lay in bed awake, their bodies wrapped around each other. They had both slept for an hour earlier in the night. Now as time ran out they were awake and their embraces were becoming more urgent.
As they lay together murmuring in the dark Abby mentioned she wanted to come with him for the week in California before they deployed. She asked him about it. Jethro went completely still and silent. Pressed against his chest Abby reached up and cupped his face running her fingers down his jaw until she reached his lips.
"Tell me." she said it with tenderness.
He bent his head to kiss her and closed his eyes. A violent shiver ran through him. He cleared his throat and tried to speak, twice. She kissed his lips lightly. His arms trembled as he forced the words out.
"I…I don't want to…I want to remember you here… safe at our house. I don't want to see you there… If I see you when…I remember seeing them…"
The words wouldn't untangle in his brain. Frustrated he drew his arms more closely about her around her, pressing her tightly against him. As always, Abby knew his heart.
"You're afraid of seeing Jackson and I standing there at Pendleton to wave goodbye aren't you?" She whispered to him as she stroked his chest.
Helplessly he nodded, his face pressed against her neck and shoulder.
"Alright…It's OK Jethro…It's OK."
Abby rubbed her hands in gentle circles on his back as he wept silently against her. Her own tears fell silently as well. They hugged tightly. When they drew back he looked deeply into her eyes as the dawn light began to lighten the sky. He kissed her then, hard and demanding. Abby met him kiss for kiss, touch for touch. They made love in a slow, tender dance of intimacy. He took her then, one last desperate time and both of them wept as they came together. They lay motionless for a long time.
"Abby…" he whispered finally.
"I know Babe. I love you so much, I'll always love you. D'you remember what I always tell you when we're going to be apart for a while? You know, in case something happens to either of us?"
Serious ice blue eyes bled to cerulean with his emotions. A half smile touched his lips. He reached up and touched her face with the back of his fingers before guiding his lips to hers, brushing his mouth lightly over hers.
"Yep I do."
Abby raised an eyebrow at him which in turn made his smile deeper.
"I need to stand still and wait, then look over my shoulder because you'll be running towards me."
"And?" Abby said in a husky voice.
"And then we'll cross together, not alone." Gibbs whispered back to her.
"Never ever alone. Through all of time until the end of time and eternity and whatever lies beyond. I promise. D'you believe me Jethro?"
"Yeah, yeah I do Babe. Together, always, wouldn't have it any other way."
"We're the other half of each other's souls Honey. That isn't going to change because you're in Iraq or wherever. We're Soul Mates. We'll still be able to communicate through our bond and you'll call me whenever you can. S'why we bought that satellite phone the Director set up for you. I'll be with you all the time through our bond, you'll be with me. I know you'll have to shield when you're busy. We do it all the time when we're working. But that little speck in the back of your mind will be me…will always be me."
They kissed again. He ran his thumb over her lips, swollen from his many kisses.
"Not such a little speck Abb's." He signed 'My Girl' to her cheek. "Never have been. You literally danced into my life. Not easy and not small."
"Well, I fell for you big that day my 'Silver Fox'. Just took me awhile to convince you how much you loved me!"
She winked at him and grinned. She was rewarded with his deep chuckle and a flash of his boyish grin, which was what she was trying for.
"Abb's its all true, everything you've said. I know it…" he tapped over his heart, "in here. I just don't want to be so far away from you or Jackson. I'm so damned sorry…"
"Me too. Don't be sorry, just come back! I married the Marine along with the NCIS agent, I knew this could happen. You'll be able to retire when you get back or do whatever you decide to do and we'll be right here with you."
They lay quietly clinging to each other until the alarm rang at 0515. There was a C130 at Quantico that was waiting along with Gibbs immediate future.
