Part 04 of Reactions
Disclaimers: I don't own the characters from NCIS.... But I DO CONSIDER this story line my imagination and creation! (can I copyright that? *grin*)
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"Ah, I see you're finally ready to rejoin the rest of us now, Jethro," Ducky's voice penetrated Gibbs' drug induced haze. "Welcome back."
"Ducky?" Gibbs muttered and inwardly winced at how his voice cracked.
"Yes, it's me," the medical examiner moved closer to the bed. "How are you feeling?"
"Like I was shot," Gibbs retorted and groaned when he couldn't sit up. "Water?"
Ducky handed him the cup he already had beside him. "Small sips only."
"You sound like my mother," Gibbs sighed as the water soothed the roughness of his throat.
"Well, I'd take that as a compliment," Ducky chuckled lightly. He stepped out briefly to alert the nurse that Gibbs has woken up and returned to the room.
"What time is it?"
"10 in the morning. I sent Tony home a few hours ago. He stayed the night, just in case, he said."
"Kate?" he couldn't stop himself from asking. If he were to be honest with himself, he was disappointed to find Ducky beside him instead of Kate.
"She went home right after the doctor confirmed you were out of the woods. She called earlier from the office asking how you were doing."
Gibbs couldn't help but groaned. His heart constricted painfully at the thought of how Kate wouldn't even stand to say with him even when he was shot.
"I see you're awake now, Agent Gibbs," the doctor walked into the room, bring Gibbs' back from thinking about Kate. "How are you feeling, Agent Gibbs?"
"Like I was shot," he repeated. The doctor chuckled and started the routine examination as Ducky slipped out of the room to make a few phone calls.
When he re-entered the room, having been informed that Gibbs was expected to make a full recovery, he took his seat beside Gibbs' bed again, "Tony and Abby are on their way."
"Kate?" again, Gibbs couldn't stop himself to ask.
Ducky watched carefully as Gibbs looked at him expectantly. If he was not mistaken, it might have been hope and desire he saw in his eyes.
"She's staying put in the office in case something comes up," Ducky finally said.
Gibbs didn't say anything after that and let his emotions take over him. He allowed anger and frustration at Kate's stubbornness fill himself.
"Jethro, I can see you're hurting," the medical examiner said, aware what Gibbs was thinking. "I know you don't usually listen to me when it comes to relationship, but trust me on this. Hang on to the relationship if you think that is the one for you, and that she will make you happy. You've been through three marriages; you should know if this one is THAT precious one you've been waiting for. If it is, don't let go. Don't let her run away."
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"Ma'am, visiting hours are over," the nurse at the reception desk looked up and informed the approaching female agent.
"I know," Kate replied softly. "But I have to work during the day. This is the only time that I'm free and can visit. Can you please let me in? I promise I won't disturb him and the others."
"Who is it that you're here to see?"
"Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs."
"He's been given sleeping pills, so he'll probably be sleeping now."
"I'm aware of that, but please, I just want to watch him for a while."
The nurse studied Kate for a long moment, seeing the pleading in her eyes and sighed, "I'll go check with my supervisor."
Kate nodded gratefully at the nurse and waited, again promising to be quiet and that she would leave within an hour before finally being allowed in Gibbs' room.
She stared at the sleeping men in front of her for a long time, taking comfort from the beeping of the machines hooked to him. She knew she was a coward, choosing to visit in the wee hours at night instead of during the day when he was conscious. She didn't know what to say to him. She thought of not seeing him at all, knowing that seeing him hurt would likely break her heart. She couldn't stay away. No matter how hard she tried, she had to see him. Visiting when he was sleeping would be the best solution then.
After a long while, she moved toward Gibbs and sat in the chair beside his bed. She contented herself with just watching him sleep, seeing how peaceful he was. It had always been one of the things she enjoyed doing the most. She would definitely miss that when she left.
Unable to stop herself, Kate ran her hand through his hair and brushed them off his forehead. She jerked her hand back as if she were burned when Gibbs stirred a little. Worried that he would wake up, she quickly stood up and made way toward the door.
Turning around to look at him once again, she whispered softly, "Good night, Gibbs. I love you, and I'll see you tomorrow."
When the door shut softly behind her, a soft murmur was heard, "Kate."
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Disclaimers: I don't own the characters from NCIS.... But I DO CONSIDER this story line my imagination and creation! (can I copyright that? *grin*)
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"Ah, I see you're finally ready to rejoin the rest of us now, Jethro," Ducky's voice penetrated Gibbs' drug induced haze. "Welcome back."
"Ducky?" Gibbs muttered and inwardly winced at how his voice cracked.
"Yes, it's me," the medical examiner moved closer to the bed. "How are you feeling?"
"Like I was shot," Gibbs retorted and groaned when he couldn't sit up. "Water?"
Ducky handed him the cup he already had beside him. "Small sips only."
"You sound like my mother," Gibbs sighed as the water soothed the roughness of his throat.
"Well, I'd take that as a compliment," Ducky chuckled lightly. He stepped out briefly to alert the nurse that Gibbs has woken up and returned to the room.
"What time is it?"
"10 in the morning. I sent Tony home a few hours ago. He stayed the night, just in case, he said."
"Kate?" he couldn't stop himself from asking. If he were to be honest with himself, he was disappointed to find Ducky beside him instead of Kate.
"She went home right after the doctor confirmed you were out of the woods. She called earlier from the office asking how you were doing."
Gibbs couldn't help but groaned. His heart constricted painfully at the thought of how Kate wouldn't even stand to say with him even when he was shot.
"I see you're awake now, Agent Gibbs," the doctor walked into the room, bring Gibbs' back from thinking about Kate. "How are you feeling, Agent Gibbs?"
"Like I was shot," he repeated. The doctor chuckled and started the routine examination as Ducky slipped out of the room to make a few phone calls.
When he re-entered the room, having been informed that Gibbs was expected to make a full recovery, he took his seat beside Gibbs' bed again, "Tony and Abby are on their way."
"Kate?" again, Gibbs couldn't stop himself to ask.
Ducky watched carefully as Gibbs looked at him expectantly. If he was not mistaken, it might have been hope and desire he saw in his eyes.
"She's staying put in the office in case something comes up," Ducky finally said.
Gibbs didn't say anything after that and let his emotions take over him. He allowed anger and frustration at Kate's stubbornness fill himself.
"Jethro, I can see you're hurting," the medical examiner said, aware what Gibbs was thinking. "I know you don't usually listen to me when it comes to relationship, but trust me on this. Hang on to the relationship if you think that is the one for you, and that she will make you happy. You've been through three marriages; you should know if this one is THAT precious one you've been waiting for. If it is, don't let go. Don't let her run away."
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"Ma'am, visiting hours are over," the nurse at the reception desk looked up and informed the approaching female agent.
"I know," Kate replied softly. "But I have to work during the day. This is the only time that I'm free and can visit. Can you please let me in? I promise I won't disturb him and the others."
"Who is it that you're here to see?"
"Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs."
"He's been given sleeping pills, so he'll probably be sleeping now."
"I'm aware of that, but please, I just want to watch him for a while."
The nurse studied Kate for a long moment, seeing the pleading in her eyes and sighed, "I'll go check with my supervisor."
Kate nodded gratefully at the nurse and waited, again promising to be quiet and that she would leave within an hour before finally being allowed in Gibbs' room.
She stared at the sleeping men in front of her for a long time, taking comfort from the beeping of the machines hooked to him. She knew she was a coward, choosing to visit in the wee hours at night instead of during the day when he was conscious. She didn't know what to say to him. She thought of not seeing him at all, knowing that seeing him hurt would likely break her heart. She couldn't stay away. No matter how hard she tried, she had to see him. Visiting when he was sleeping would be the best solution then.
After a long while, she moved toward Gibbs and sat in the chair beside his bed. She contented herself with just watching him sleep, seeing how peaceful he was. It had always been one of the things she enjoyed doing the most. She would definitely miss that when she left.
Unable to stop herself, Kate ran her hand through his hair and brushed them off his forehead. She jerked her hand back as if she were burned when Gibbs stirred a little. Worried that he would wake up, she quickly stood up and made way toward the door.
Turning around to look at him once again, she whispered softly, "Good night, Gibbs. I love you, and I'll see you tomorrow."
When the door shut softly behind her, a soft murmur was heard, "Kate."
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