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A/N: LUSTFUL GIBBS TIME! :DDDD

Summary: On a dark and dreary night in DC Gibbs has an unexpected visitor, from his past, a past he's never forgotten, soon his night doesn't look so dreary, but why is she here? Who is she? Gibbs/OC maybe Gibbs/Abby Gibbs/Jenny Tony/Ziva I'll try & cover all bases, keep ya all happy!

Cold Case Love

Chapter Ten

She sniffled untimely as he held her loosely in his arms.

It had taken an age to implore her to retire; first she had been reluctant to lay with him after he'd taken something from her so quickly, stupidly.

Then she'd asked for him to stay up whilst she sobered up with a black coffee of his.

He'd given her the drink but only when she had promised to sleep afterwards regardless of what happened afterwards.

Gibbs had led her by the hand to the bedroom once more as her body relaxed from the warm drink and his comforting words while he persuaded her to rest for the night. He had kissed her goodnight on the cheek then pulled her into his arms. Urging her to sleep as he searched his mind for a way to get her out of his house in the early hours of the morning, make sure she was unharmed the morning after and forget this night.

Feeling her steady breathing and calm rise and fall of her chest. Gibbs, moving closer to the form of his partner for the night and encouraged sleep to come as well, to quickly reach him.

/NCIS\\

Valenti opened her eyes to the empty bed of her lover. She ran a hand over the sheets for warmth. There was none. When she strained her ears, there was a sound of running water being turned off as she sat up, quiet but definite. Blinking a few times to ready her eyes to the bright sun light, Ruby looked over her silver haired man. He was still damp from his early morning shower as he came into the room. The towel at his hips dared to fall as he neared her sleepy body. Looking over at the chest of drawers next to him Gibbs whispered softly in her ear. His hot breath tickled her skin as it had the unfortunate night before. "I'm gonna get dressed then get a coffee, you want one?" He brushed a lock of mussed hair from her eye.

"That'd be great." She half smiled then climbed out of his bed, moved out the room so he could get dressed in peace. Then finding her clothes on the bottom edge of the bed where she had left them the night before; she quickly grabbed them then got out of his way and dressed in the bathroom down the corridor.

Minutes after, she felt his shadow creep over her now covered skin. Gibbs stood in the bathroom door, dressed in an immaculate silver suit. It matched his hair perfectly and made his skin look all the more sunned. "You get ready for work quicker than I, Officer." She smiled, all hatred seemed to have disappeared by something during the night. Was this guy's coffee that good? She turned to face him.

"Practise." He smirked back and frowned just slightly. "'Officer?' I didn't tell you where I worked, did I?"

"Nope. Last night, you know when I... um, I had a look in your pockets. No real reason." Ruby shrugged and pulled at her sun dress, so it didn't bunch around her waist and thighs as much.

"I'm not a cop, I'm a Special Agent." Gibbs replied, as flippant as he could.

Her reply was a bemused blank look.

"Navy cop, basically. NCIS; Naval Criminal Investigative Service - we investigate crime dealing with Marines and the Navy."

She nodded and her smile appeared on her lips again. "Ah," she pouted and pointed a finger at him and his outfit. "Ex-Marine, right. That's why you're so..." Ruby tried to straighten an already perfect suit. "Perfect."

Standing directly in front of him, she pressed her lips to his. As a silent thanks and a message of need in her eyes as she did so. "You're perfect."

Gibbs took a breath as if to contradict her.

She pressed a finger to his mouth. "Even if you did take something I will never be able to get back." She exhaled deeply and kept her hands in his suit. "Now, where's that coffee?"

Leaving the small, white room in tandem, they'd fixed and drank their coffees in near silence. The other not sure what to say to their warm body for the night. Only speaking when putting the right ingredients in the coffee to perfect it to the way they liked it.

Gibbs kept his as it is, but she had to look around his kitchen for milk and sugar to put in hers.

He'd insisted that she wouldn't need anything else in her coffee as the night before – she'd drank it no problem.

But she had altered it anyway.

Occasionally brushing his hand against hers, he took a minute to look over his lover's features. She looked the same as she did the night before. Felt the same, yet smelt differently. "Wish it could've been better for you." Gibbs considered the reasons for her thoughtful expression.

"It was fine. Had to happen sooner or later, didn't it?" She looked him in the eye then slowly, tentatively moved a single finger under his eye to feel the dark bags she had unfortunately created on him. "Weren't your fault. Don't blame yourself."

Taking her hand away from himself, Gibbs cleared his throat and held her carefully by the wrist. Hard enough to stop her from leaving. Soft enough to not hurt her further. "Too late." Gibbs then pulled her closer to him and settled her on his lap. Feeling her expectedly tense, he released his grip. "I can't undo what I did to you. But at least I can do it again, better this time."

"You mean..." She blinked at what he was suggesting for them to do.

"Sure you can get it up again, Agent?" God, he better. She needed a better time than the hell he'd inflicted within her last night. Settling herself fully on him, Ruby ran her hands over each layer of his clothing. Her tongue darting out to wet her lips as she explored him.

Already, somewhere deep inside of her, wanting a round two from him. She kissed him on the mouth one last time before shifting her small hands to his belt. Feeling his hands on her bare skin, she nibbled his ear lobe. "Mm, I'll help you if you can't." She nuzzled herself against him.

Gibbs the pad of his thumb over her lower lip and kissed her roughly before moving his hands to her waist. "That's what I was hoping."

Decided to keep this as a T Rated. A very daring, dark and naughty T. But, hey, ho. If you want me up to up it a bit further to an M and so this fiction gets less reviews than what it's getting but will be more sexy, sure! It'll be a safe M, just to let you know. Tell me in your review what I should do, thanks! :) Hope you enjoyed, please review! Thank you for reading! Praise, prodding and criticism - now if you dare!

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