Undercover operation
Chapter Eight
Gibbs continued to watch his wife work in the kitchen with putting together the sandwiches. He had felt so bad for her at times having to put up with his nonsense at times.
Though unlike Sloane leaving him at the time he was needing her prior to the last time he had left for Paraguay. Closing his eyes for a brief moment with a deep breath and the smell of the crackling of the fireplace. He remembered many years ago having purchased the house from Ducky even though at the time he was renting it back then.
Moving his right leg briefly with the ice pack on his swelling knee. He grimaced slightly from the stiffness of the leg still only getting back the full strength with the muscles and veins. He had worked really hard to get himself back into relative shape and the mess Vance and Torres had found him in the courtyard upside down a bloodies mess with one body part severed from the hands of Hernandez.
He didn't wish to be thinking about it and Vance telling his reaction as with Torres for when they arrived in the nick of time with the marines and the seals.
Opening his eyes once more. Loreile came over to him saying something about the food was ready as with his budweiser on the table. It's been so long since he had one as with a glass of bourbon. Maybe tonight! He had thought with the idea and getting a taste of his wife.
She had been suffering a great deal with her pregnancy hormones driving her crazy with the lack of sex and then some. Though she had come close a few times in the hospital once those bandages had come off his groin. Doctor Silverton, Taft and the other specialist were pleased with the results having used the Cell regeneration program.
As Gibbs had gotten up from the couch with bringing the ice pack into the kitchen and placing it into the freezer again for another time to use. He moved in closer to his wife before she had sat down. He was able to get in a smooch on those red lips of hers and tasting mighty fine...
She needed differently to catch her breath after that bruising kiss. She differently wanted more. However it's going to have to wait until later knowing for a fact that the both of them were exhausted emotional. Maybe after eating they will be able to head upstairs for that nap.
She asked the following. "Are you sure you're alright Jethro? I really don't think it's a idea with going to Harrisburg after only getting out of the hospital?" she stated strongly. However they have been down this road before with her husband having to be stubborn as hell for when it makes up his mind in general.
And besides Damon, Virginia and most of all Rebecca needs to be taken off the streets before more people wind up getting hurt in the process.
"Will you stop asking me that question already? I am fine Loreile. Though still not 100%, however once I find them and shoot the three. I will be fine and will be able to enjoy my long vacation with my wife and our son Shane and including this one." He pointed to her stomach having found out the sex. Though she hadn't had the time to tell him the sex of the baby boy to be a surprise for him. He needed to finish up his Budweiser and head outside for a brief moment for some fresh air...
She followed him with placing on her jacket in order not to catch a cold. He looked over on whether he was able to see Phineas or his adopted parents taking him in after his uncle and aunt were killed last year.
"I don't see Phineas?" he said with feeling a slight chill...
"He's out no doubt with his adopted parents or he's playing catch at the baseball field." Loreile needed to say...
"I miss his greatly and out playing catch and the video games at times." he goes to sit down feeling slightly dejected...
"What's wrong Jethro?" she sits next to her silver fox husband.
"Oh! Just the usual worries with the mission, you and Shane, this house." he replied to have her think why was he thinking about the house when it's been paid for many years ago buying it outright from the owners renting it to Ducky being the last one to live in it...
"Jethro there is no need to worry about me or Shane. We have plenty of protection with you, Madeline and the two DOD agents living on the block that you probably don't know about?" she had let the canary out of the bag for the most part.
"How am I supposed to know when in fact I have been the hospital two months. And no doubt it was Vance to keep it from me after all?" he asked with putting his wife on the spot.
"Yes indeed Jethro. Enough of this pity party. Let's go back inside and eat already. I am starved!" she cried out with touching her stomach with the baby inside. That was another thing she had to tell him was the sex of the baby...
After three bottles of Budweiser and two sandwiches to himself. Loreile thought it was best to tell him that the baby was going to be a boy.
They were sitting across from each other in the kitchen when she finally blurted it out to him with his head slightly fuzzy.
"Since it's been awhile Jethro with you being in the hospital and all of the heavy drama with your mental state. I finally know the sex of the baby. I know this is crazy after all this time. But I needed to let you know what is the baby's sex. Unless you wish to take a guess on what the sex is as with the weight for when it's going to be born?" This was a good one for her husband to get involved in.
"It's going to be a boy and the weight is going to be six pounds 14 ounces. How's that Loreile?" He was smirking with the look with his expression.
"You're right with the baby boy part as for the weight we will have to weight until I go into contractions and that can be within the next three to four weeks." she responded with getting up stretch her legs and with moving over to the couch with turning on the tv. She was lazy right now with needing to clean up the dishes.
There was one thing he needed to asked and that was the name for the boy.
"I do actually. How do you like the name Nathan James Gibbs or Andrew Jackson Gibbs?" she stated with excitement.
"Wow! Two wonderful names. I will have to think about it right now. I just want to relax for awhile before getting into another heavy discussion." he cried out with placing his legs onto the coffee table...