Chapter Eleven.
When had she fallen asleep? She couldn't remember. She slowly opened her eyes. She was laying on her couch, in her living room. She tried sitting up. Gibbs came into view.
"Hey, careful, don't move too fast." Gibbs said.
"What happened?" Amber asked.
"You saw the blood and passed out." Gibbs said.
"Right." She groaned.
"Someon e will be over to finish cleaning it. It won't be until Monday though." Gibbs said.
Amber frowned. If that was, true, and it probably was, then she would have to see the blood stain the rest of the weekend. That is, unless she slept on the couch. Her couch was nice to sit on, but not to sleep on. She did have a guest room, but she really didn't want to be alone.
"I was thinking. Would you like to stay at my place until they clean up the stain?" Gibbs asked.
Her heart skipped a beat. She smiled.
"That would be great." She told him.
He smiled.
"Okay. I'm going to get some clothes for you. I don't want you going back in there." Gibbs said.
She nodded.
Ten minutes later, he came back out with her black duffle bag, filled with clothes. He went into the kitchen, poured her a glass of water, and handed it to her.
"Drink this, and I'll be right back." He told her.
She nodded, and took the glass from him. He brought the duffle bag out to his car, then returned.
"Once you're done, we'll leave." Gibbs said.
She nodded. She drank the water. Not too fast, but not too slowly either. She was almost minished when he returned. She finished, and he took her glass back into the kitchen.
"Are you ready?" Gibbs asked.
"Yeah." She said.
They walked out to his car. He opened her door for her, then went around to his side. She put her head against the cool glass. It felt good. Before she knew it, Gibbs was pulling into his driveway. She got out of the car. Gibbs grabbed her duffle bag, then they went inside. He showed her to the guest room.
"Are you tired?" He asked.
She shook her head.
"Hungry?" He asked.
"Starving." She said, with a smile.
"Great. I'll order chinese, and you can get settled." He told her.
She nodded.
He left to call the Chinese restaurant, and she began putting her things away. She realized that he forgot to grab her pajamas. She bit her lip, and went to find him.
"Hey." He said, whe he saw her.
"Hi. You forgot to grab my pajamas." She told him.
"I'm so sorry. Why don't yo borrow something of mine." He said.
"Sure." She said.
He went to get her something. He returned with one of his NIS shirts. NIS was what NCIS used to be called, back when Gibbs first started.
"This should fit." He told her.
"Thanks." She said.
She put the shirt in her room. She went back out to the kitchen, as the doorbell rang. The chinese food had arrived. It smelled delicious, and her stomach growled in agreement. Gibbs set the food down on the coffee table, in the living room.
"Have a seat." He said.
"Do you need help with anything?" She asked.
"I'vve got everything covered. Do you want anything to drink?" He asked.
"Water will be fine." She said.
The food was as good as it smelled. All of it was finished in no time. Gibbs cleaned up, and wouldn't let Amber help. Soon, they both were sitting on the couch.
"That was delicious, thank you." Amber said.
"I'm glad that you liked it." He said.
They sat in silence for a while, both lost in their own thoughts. Gibbs finally broke the silence.
"Do you want to take a shower tonight?" He aslked her.
"Yeah, that would be great." She said.
She followed him to the bathroom. He pulled out a towel and w ash cloth for her. He left, and she took a quick shower. She got done, wrapped the towel around her, and went to her room. She put the shirt on, and she slipped on new panties. There was a knock on the door. It was Gibbs.
"Did you need anything before I went to bed?" He asked.
"No, I'm all set. Thank you for everything you've done for me. I really appreciate it." She told him.
He smiled.
"I'm glad that I could help." He said.
She gave him a hug.
"Good night." She said.
"Night." He said.
He left. She climbed into bed, and settled in.