Blown
Chapter 35th
"I have a feeling Marcie, you're be going to need help with talking to Doctor Confalone like I have over the years to express your feelings?" Leroy Jethro Gibbs knew what he was talking about.
SHRUGGING OF HER SHOULDERS. "Do you really think it 's going to help Jethro?" she prompted with the question moving off the bed.
Though Gibbs pushed her back to continued talking to his wife. "Stay, you will need to relax. I think talking to Doctor Confalone will help in a way. Maybe we can talk together to discuss things out to a certain point nevertheless." he takes in a deep sigh to relax his shoulders and the rest of his body.
She explodes. " Okay, already Jethro, please call the woman as soon as possible?" she pleaded.
"I will right now." he moves off the edge of the bed to grab his cell phone sitting on the table next to the bed. Coming back over to the edge of the bed with his wife shaking slightly.
He brings up the number. "I have both her office and home number. I am hopeful that she will be able to answer right away?" he intervened. "It's ironic it had to come to this to have the both of us talking to the therapist?" he croaked out with his response.
"Strange, huh!" Marcie advised with a deep breath.
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Doctor Grace Confalone after having sex with her husband David earlier on in the bedroom. She had woke later to finished reading three new patient files.
Both her second house phone was in the library as with her cell phone. However this time it was the house phone and she needed to answer it before it wakes her husband.
She had noticed with the Caller ID to be her famous patient Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs. "Gibbs, why are you calling so late in the evening?" she preceded with her response.
With his cocky attitude, he says the following. "I should be saying the same for you, Doc?"
"Shut up Gibbs and tell me why you're calling?" she was miffed with him all of a sudden and didn't need his nonsense at this time of the night.
"Okay, my wife Marcie needs help Doctor with needing to talk with someone like yourself having to be frustrated with what has been going on with myself and the Cartel?" he instructed with a deep breath to see her trying to stay calm.
"I will need to check with the answering service and my secretary in the morning to find out where I can fit her in tomorrow. Is this alright with the both of you?"
He looked over at her with the nod of her head...
"It's fine, Doctor. We will be looking to hear from you in the morning. I will be sure to leave my cell phone on with the call." Gibbs was cryptic with his words.
Doctor Grace ended the call to see her husband standing in the library doorway. "You're really too much Grace at times?" David will ironically have to say to his wife of a long time.
Shrugging her shoulders. "What are you talking about David?" she looked at him with her puppy dog eyes.
"Never mind, are you coming to bed since you're going to be needing to get up early?" he commented with annoyance in his voice and his overall demeanor.
"I am coming already!" she cried out with some anger. Even though David didn't pick it up with her emotions.
Taking the stairs up to the second-floor bedroom. She closed the door by removing her blue robe to be placed onto the brown recliner in the room.
David was already in bed with asking his wife to turn out the lights. She had gotten on the edge of the bed on her side with moving into position with her husband his arm over her before snuggling her neck for the moment and with falling asleep.
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The next morning arriving at her office passing her secretary. She had asked whether there were any messages for her.
Moving into her office with checking her schedule. She will be able to fit Marcie in later in the afternoon around three in the afternoon. She picked up her phone to call Gibbs at the hospital.
Dialing his cell phone with Marcie sitting on the chair next to him while waiting for breakfast. She had gone downstairs to grab two coffees for herself and Gibbs.
Gibbs picked up his phone from the table next to him. "It's Grace calling!" he instructed with answering the call. "Doc what did you find out in regard to the session?" he will say with Marcie anxious a little bit.
"Have Marcie come to my office at 3 o 'clock for the session." she motions with a deep sigh.
"Okay, doc I will tell her since she is here visiting." he hangs up the phone with Marcie feeling better.
"Now I feel better Jethro. I am hoping that she will be able to help me nevertheless?" she had gotten up to use the bathroom once again with the baby pressing down on her bladder.
"Now I suggest Marcie please with going to lay down in the quarters given to you?" he had been concerned for her.
"I am going now, Jethro. I will check in with you before going to see her in the office. I am hoping it was going to be constructed with the session." she was dauntless with her comment before kissing him on his lips.
She walked out slowly to head down the hallway to the quarters with taking out the key. She had been exhausted needing more sleep as needed and now she has the chance.
Turning on the lights inside heading in. She had locked the door placing her purple purse onto the counter while moving to sit on the edge of the bed to change out of her clothes and with grabbing the purple robe, socks, and pushing down the blankets once again. She had gotten up to turn out the lights by turning on the alarm on her watch to wake her in two hours.