I don't own NCIS, the characters or anything related to the show, just need
something to take my mind off of my unemployed status. If you're going to
sue, you gotta get in line behind the government. I got loans to pay.
As always, thanks for the reviews. At least this is taking away from searching fro affordable car insurance (is there such as thing?) Oh, and you'll see that I do listen to the reviews (wink, wink). On with the show...
Gibbs could not get the look of Kate's face out of his mind. Usually he would have killed anyone who touched or even came close to his coffee, but he knew that Kate would have slit his throat with a feather if she could. He popped a mint in his mouth before leaving the car, hoping it would mask any scent lingering scent of coffee on his breath. As he stopped in front of Kate's door, Gibbs wondered if he was doing the right thing; if Kate would even open the door; or slam it in his face when he tried to apologize. Usually steady fingers shook as he rang the door bell. His beating heart was breaking his ribcage. Gibbs realized that he stopped breathing when he started to feel dizzy. Even though he was outside in the fresh air, Gibbs felt as if walls were closing in on him. He began to sweat.
"Gibbs, are you ok? You don't look so good." Kate asked. She was completely shocked to see her boss standing before her like a teenage boy on his first date, eyes glazed over, sweating, not able to form a complete sentence. "Why don't you come in and sit down." Kate took Gibbs' clammy hand and led him inside to the couch. He immediately took the chance to sit down and welcomed the comfort of the couch. He noticed an abundance of pregnancy related pamphlets, books and magazines, along with a bottle of chocolate syrup on the coffee table. "I didn't think you could be interested in anything that didn't have to do with boats or guns," Kate said as she handed him a glass of water. "I know there's more to life than boats. What I don't understand is the chocolate syrup." "I put it on everything," Kate began excitedly, "pretzels, strawberries, French fries, everything."
Kate went into the kitchen and returned with a bowl of chicken, obviously leftover from last night. Gibbs could not hide the look of sheer disgust as Kate began to drench the chicken with chocolate syrup and devour it as if she had not eaten in months. "Well, at least you are feeling better." "Yeah, I don't know what it is. One minute I can eat anything, the next it's..." Kate stopped suddenly and sprinted toward the bathroom. Gibbs raced after her reminiscent of the day he found about her pregnancy. He found her on the floor in front of the toilet. He could not believe that some man would leave her alone like this. "Déjà vu, isn't? You think a person would get used to this, but it doesn't get any easier." Kate said quietly.
She let the tears fall, the same tears that were with her when she went to sleep each night. She was instantly comforted by the look in Gibbs' eyes. "You don't have to go through this alone, Kate. I'm here, as well as Tony, Ducky, and Abby. Don't you see that you have a group of people who care about you?" "It's not the same." Kate cried. "It's not the same. Sure you're there during the day when I'm at work. But who's with me at home, in the morning when I look at myself in the mirror, or when I go to sleep. I hate going to sleep, because that's when it's the worse. I hate going to sleep." By this time, Gibbs was rocking Kate back and forth in his arms, trying to get her to calm down. He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. Kate was in no mood to resist. She felt safe in his arms. He laid her down, and pulled the covers around her. "Gibbs, please don't leave." Kate said sleepily. He obliged, wrapped his arm around her and drifted off to sleep himself.
************************************************************* Well, I know that some people may be a little mad, but I have a few tricks up my sleeve. Hit that little button!
As always, thanks for the reviews. At least this is taking away from searching fro affordable car insurance (is there such as thing?) Oh, and you'll see that I do listen to the reviews (wink, wink). On with the show...
Gibbs could not get the look of Kate's face out of his mind. Usually he would have killed anyone who touched or even came close to his coffee, but he knew that Kate would have slit his throat with a feather if she could. He popped a mint in his mouth before leaving the car, hoping it would mask any scent lingering scent of coffee on his breath. As he stopped in front of Kate's door, Gibbs wondered if he was doing the right thing; if Kate would even open the door; or slam it in his face when he tried to apologize. Usually steady fingers shook as he rang the door bell. His beating heart was breaking his ribcage. Gibbs realized that he stopped breathing when he started to feel dizzy. Even though he was outside in the fresh air, Gibbs felt as if walls were closing in on him. He began to sweat.
"Gibbs, are you ok? You don't look so good." Kate asked. She was completely shocked to see her boss standing before her like a teenage boy on his first date, eyes glazed over, sweating, not able to form a complete sentence. "Why don't you come in and sit down." Kate took Gibbs' clammy hand and led him inside to the couch. He immediately took the chance to sit down and welcomed the comfort of the couch. He noticed an abundance of pregnancy related pamphlets, books and magazines, along with a bottle of chocolate syrup on the coffee table. "I didn't think you could be interested in anything that didn't have to do with boats or guns," Kate said as she handed him a glass of water. "I know there's more to life than boats. What I don't understand is the chocolate syrup." "I put it on everything," Kate began excitedly, "pretzels, strawberries, French fries, everything."
Kate went into the kitchen and returned with a bowl of chicken, obviously leftover from last night. Gibbs could not hide the look of sheer disgust as Kate began to drench the chicken with chocolate syrup and devour it as if she had not eaten in months. "Well, at least you are feeling better." "Yeah, I don't know what it is. One minute I can eat anything, the next it's..." Kate stopped suddenly and sprinted toward the bathroom. Gibbs raced after her reminiscent of the day he found about her pregnancy. He found her on the floor in front of the toilet. He could not believe that some man would leave her alone like this. "Déjà vu, isn't? You think a person would get used to this, but it doesn't get any easier." Kate said quietly.
She let the tears fall, the same tears that were with her when she went to sleep each night. She was instantly comforted by the look in Gibbs' eyes. "You don't have to go through this alone, Kate. I'm here, as well as Tony, Ducky, and Abby. Don't you see that you have a group of people who care about you?" "It's not the same." Kate cried. "It's not the same. Sure you're there during the day when I'm at work. But who's with me at home, in the morning when I look at myself in the mirror, or when I go to sleep. I hate going to sleep, because that's when it's the worse. I hate going to sleep." By this time, Gibbs was rocking Kate back and forth in his arms, trying to get her to calm down. He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. Kate was in no mood to resist. She felt safe in his arms. He laid her down, and pulled the covers around her. "Gibbs, please don't leave." Kate said sleepily. He obliged, wrapped his arm around her and drifted off to sleep himself.
************************************************************* Well, I know that some people may be a little mad, but I have a few tricks up my sleeve. Hit that little button!