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.
Not to sound like a broken record, but thanks for all the reviews. They make my day. It took some dramatic license with when the gang gets off of work. That's why they call it fiction.
Now, when we left our story.....
True to his word, Gibbs was at Kate's house at 6:00 on the nose. Kate insisted on cooking him dinner before going to class, not only as a thank you present, but as an opportunity to get Gibbs up to speed on what he had gotten himself into. Kate was running around like a chicken with her head cut off, trying to make sure that everything was perfect, and because she fell asleep on the couch as soon as she got into the house. Thank goodness that ice cream truck came by and woke her up. Now she was running late, half of dinner was done, and Gibbs was at the door.
"You're on time." Kate said as she let Gibbs in. "Men are on time, women are late." Gibbs grinned. As he looked into the kitchen, he saw that something was starting to burn. "Do you need any help?" "Oh, thanks. I must have dosed off when I came in, so I'm running a little late, but we should be fine." Kate said as she rushed into the kitchen to save the chicken and garlic bread. "Were you tired?" Gibbs asked as he took over cooking dinner. Kate didn't mind. She liked having someone take care of her. "I didn't think so, but I guess I was, because one minute I was sitting reading my mail and the next minute, I hear children running for the ice cream truck." "Well, if you get tired at work, just let me know, ok." "Yeah, I will." "No Kate I mean it. If you're tired tell me. I don't want you over doing it." Kate was overwhelmed. Gibbs actually cared about her health and well being. "I will. Now let's eat so we're not late." Kate and Gibbs sat down and discussed work and the weather over dinner.
Kate tried to warn Gibbs in the car ride over about what he was about to endure. She had even given him several chances to back out, but Gibbs had made a promise and he was sticking to it. As soon as he walked into the room, he wished he would have taken Kate up on her offer to 'stay out of Hell'. As soon as they walked into the room, all eyes were on them, like they were naked mole rats or some other animal that people couldn't figure out, so they just stared. Kate and Gibbs picked a spot in the room towards the back, trying to avoid glares, stares, and any other form of uncomfortable eye contact.
Kate sat between Gibbs' legs and laid against his chest. She realized how muscular he was, and would stop chastising him for working on his boat. Throughout the hour long class, Gibbs new that he had broken several regulations, most involving touching other agents in what could be perceived as a romantic or provocative manor. As he massaged Kate's growing belly, he thought about the many fights he had with his ex-wives about children. They always wanted them; he always said that his job was dangerous. Now, he was basically being handed a family; Kate and her unborn child, but rule #12 was always in the back of his mind. It would never work, and his track record with women wasn't so good either. Kate and Gibbs tried to make it out of the classroom as fast as possible, but people were blocking the doorway with there conversations.
"Are those two together?" One person asked. "They must be together; they looked very comfortable with each other." Kate hated this part of the night. She always knew that they were talking about her, and it was not about her shoes. It was always the same snotty couples that had bonded over cookies and pregnancy stories who talked about her. Kate and Gibbs could both hear the group's conversation. And it was obvious to Gibbs that Kate was getting upset. "What was she thinking, getting together with him? He's old enough to be her father." Gibbs had had enough. He led Kate toward the doorway, right in front of the group, and kissed her. Kate had no idea what to do. She knew it was wrong but she couldn't stop it, she didn't want it to stop, she didn't stop it. She leaned in to the kiss. At this point, the entire class was staring at them. Kate broke the kiss, not because she wanted to, but because she couldn't catch her breath. "That's why I'm with him." Kate said with a smirk on her face. Gibbs could only grin as they walked out the door.
********************************************************************** Well, there you have it. The wheels are now in motion for the romance, but I wonder if these two crazy kids will figure it out, or will they need a little help. So go ahead and hit that little button, you know the one I'm talking about.
Not to sound like a broken record, but thanks for all the reviews. They make my day. It took some dramatic license with when the gang gets off of work. That's why they call it fiction.
Now, when we left our story.....
True to his word, Gibbs was at Kate's house at 6:00 on the nose. Kate insisted on cooking him dinner before going to class, not only as a thank you present, but as an opportunity to get Gibbs up to speed on what he had gotten himself into. Kate was running around like a chicken with her head cut off, trying to make sure that everything was perfect, and because she fell asleep on the couch as soon as she got into the house. Thank goodness that ice cream truck came by and woke her up. Now she was running late, half of dinner was done, and Gibbs was at the door.
"You're on time." Kate said as she let Gibbs in. "Men are on time, women are late." Gibbs grinned. As he looked into the kitchen, he saw that something was starting to burn. "Do you need any help?" "Oh, thanks. I must have dosed off when I came in, so I'm running a little late, but we should be fine." Kate said as she rushed into the kitchen to save the chicken and garlic bread. "Were you tired?" Gibbs asked as he took over cooking dinner. Kate didn't mind. She liked having someone take care of her. "I didn't think so, but I guess I was, because one minute I was sitting reading my mail and the next minute, I hear children running for the ice cream truck." "Well, if you get tired at work, just let me know, ok." "Yeah, I will." "No Kate I mean it. If you're tired tell me. I don't want you over doing it." Kate was overwhelmed. Gibbs actually cared about her health and well being. "I will. Now let's eat so we're not late." Kate and Gibbs sat down and discussed work and the weather over dinner.
Kate tried to warn Gibbs in the car ride over about what he was about to endure. She had even given him several chances to back out, but Gibbs had made a promise and he was sticking to it. As soon as he walked into the room, he wished he would have taken Kate up on her offer to 'stay out of Hell'. As soon as they walked into the room, all eyes were on them, like they were naked mole rats or some other animal that people couldn't figure out, so they just stared. Kate and Gibbs picked a spot in the room towards the back, trying to avoid glares, stares, and any other form of uncomfortable eye contact.
Kate sat between Gibbs' legs and laid against his chest. She realized how muscular he was, and would stop chastising him for working on his boat. Throughout the hour long class, Gibbs new that he had broken several regulations, most involving touching other agents in what could be perceived as a romantic or provocative manor. As he massaged Kate's growing belly, he thought about the many fights he had with his ex-wives about children. They always wanted them; he always said that his job was dangerous. Now, he was basically being handed a family; Kate and her unborn child, but rule #12 was always in the back of his mind. It would never work, and his track record with women wasn't so good either. Kate and Gibbs tried to make it out of the classroom as fast as possible, but people were blocking the doorway with there conversations.
"Are those two together?" One person asked. "They must be together; they looked very comfortable with each other." Kate hated this part of the night. She always knew that they were talking about her, and it was not about her shoes. It was always the same snotty couples that had bonded over cookies and pregnancy stories who talked about her. Kate and Gibbs could both hear the group's conversation. And it was obvious to Gibbs that Kate was getting upset. "What was she thinking, getting together with him? He's old enough to be her father." Gibbs had had enough. He led Kate toward the doorway, right in front of the group, and kissed her. Kate had no idea what to do. She knew it was wrong but she couldn't stop it, she didn't want it to stop, she didn't stop it. She leaned in to the kiss. At this point, the entire class was staring at them. Kate broke the kiss, not because she wanted to, but because she couldn't catch her breath. "That's why I'm with him." Kate said with a smirk on her face. Gibbs could only grin as they walked out the door.
********************************************************************** Well, there you have it. The wheels are now in motion for the romance, but I wonder if these two crazy kids will figure it out, or will they need a little help. So go ahead and hit that little button, you know the one I'm talking about.