April 25
Friendship is a flower that blooms through all life's seasons.
Saturday. A day of rest. A day for taking some personal time. Not quite as good as Sunday, but still a wonderful day.
Gibbs had never been too fond of weekends, mainly because he used to spend them with Shannon and Kelly. Nevertheless he tried to relax a little, aware that he needed some down time to function well.
For once, he had found his way into the squad room on a Saturday and it was not due to an unexpected case. Although he would not admit it to anyone, he had an errand to run. He had seen Jenny working late the previous night and knew she would come in today to continue. She was more predictable than she liked to believe and he enjoyed being unpredictable.
He moved quickly up the stairs, wanting to complete his mission before she arrived. He did not intend to be caught red-handed; she would hit the roof. Carefully, he opened the door to her office and crept in. If she had arrived early, he did not want her to know of his presence.
He stared at her desk for a few minutes. There were several piles of paper on its surface, each threatening to topple over. A photograph of her father sat neatly on one side. An empty cup of coffee had been left next to her pen.
Taking a few steps forward, he tossed the cup in the bin before attempting to straighten her desk slightly. He placed the single red rose on her desk, right in the center so that she would not miss it upon her arrival.
He left the Navy Yard with a smile on his face. She was going to spend the whole weekend wondering about his flower.