Broken heart
Chapter four
Changing out of her soiled clothing leaving them into a pile. She changed into her purple nightgown with a robe and slippers to match. She was concerned for some reason for Special Agent Gibbs. It was as if his inner anger was building.
She was curious. She needed that she was going to use the excuse of having to be thirsty. She decided to head downstairs for the kitchen. She was able to see him laying down on top of the blankets wearing just his sweat pants while the last of the embers of the fireplace was going out.
She was tiptoeing into the kitchen when she heard him say. "Is there something wrong?" his voice was low enough for her to hear.
"Just thirsty Jethro." she used one of his names with the response. "What's the matter aren't you tired enough to sleep?"
"It always takes me a while to fall asleep from over the years," he said before becoming silent.
She walked over to the fridge asking whether he wanted anything.
"Yeah! Peace of mind for the most part." he cried out for which she wasn't able to understand what he was talking about. She had grabbed the bottle of water to head back up the stairs.
While she was walked towards the stairs. He turned his head curious about watching his beautiful watchdog head upstairs. He had no idea which bedroom she had picked out.
Sometime later...
She had woke having been restless. She looked at the time to be 3.30 a.m. having been asleep two hours. All of a sudden she heard a noise coming from downstairs. She didn't bother to place on her robe or slippers.
When she reached the bottom of the stairs she heard him crying out as if he was having a bad dream. She had no idea what to do at this point without getting herself hurt in the process. Never touch anyone when it comes to them having a bad dream or nightmare.
However, she moved in closer to hear him crying out for Sloane's name of all people. "No don't go Jack!" he cried out once again for when Loreile started to call out to him. "Gibbs do you hear me it's Lt. Baskins. You're having a bad dream," she responded as she watched him to opened his eyes trying to adjust to the dark and the shadows of the one woman standing waiting.
"I am sorry to have disturbed you with my madness," he said with Loreile to be sitting down next to him having to be really close to him.
She pushed back his hair sweating from his heart rate beating quickly. "I don't mind Jethro being bothered nevertheless. Come on you need to try and sleep again with your appointment coming up soon?" she said with her tone with the voice of authority.
"I will try. But can I asked you personally?" he asked softly with his voice.
"Anything within reason Leroy Jethro Gibbs?" she waited for him to say something with the request.
"Sleep with me for the rest of the few hours. I don't wish to be alone right now?" he croaked out with the response.
This differently was nothing but trouble no matter how anyone sees it?
"Okay," she said with Gibbs moving to make room for her. While he's going to sleep on his side watching her sleep.
She was able to sleep against him with her body snuggled up against this man she is supposed to be taking care of. It had felt strange since it's been years since she slept with someone interested in sex.
She was able to feel the heat between the both of them. Though she had opened her eyes to noticed that they were closed. How this man was sexy as hell for someone to be past retirement age for NCIS. She quickly fell asleep not even thinking about the sex act.
6.30 a.m.
She woke to the sounds of someone making breakfast. Smelling the eggs and bacon had her stomach grumbling as she turned further to see him in his sweatpants cooking with a white apron around his waist.
"Don't you look cute in that getup Jethro?" she commented with moving off the couch with needing to use the bathroom quickly.
He chuckled slightly with finishing the toast by buttering his with the jam jelly. While placing the last of the food onto the kitchen waiting for his watchdog to moved out of the bathroom. She was feeling better.
"We need to rush Loreile since I can't be late for the appointment with Doctor Confalone." he moved the last slices of the very crisp bacon.
"No problem. I can rush just like when I was with the Marines for two years as a communications officer. I do know that you were Gunnery sergeant?" she said with a smirk on her face.
"Amazing! You're a jack of all tracks Lt. Baskins?" he pushed the orange juice towards her on whether she wanted any of the juice.
"I try to be Special Agent Gibbs and I hope you're going, to be honest with Doctor Grace Confalone?" she commented with pouring the cup of orange juice along with her black coffee.