A/N: I was recently informed that it was established in the show that
Gibbs is an only child and, therefore, has no sister. But, since my story
does involve his "sister," let's just say that he has one in this story.
Thanks- JAGgedIverson
A/N2: I know the killer hasn't been referred to lately but when you all least expect it, expect it.
"I'm going to the store, you want anything?" Gibbs asked Kate as he put his jacket on.
She looked up from her book and smiled, "Only for you to get back soon."
His movements stopped; his arm half way through the sleeve. He stared at her, at her beautiful face. It was on the tip of his tongue, I love you, and all he had to do was say it. But he didn't. Instead, "Why don't you come with me? Better yet, why don't I call someone to pick us up food and bring it over here so I don't have to leave you?"
She wasn't sure if he meant to say 'you,' but she wasn't going to say anything about it. "I agree with the second suggestion."
He nodded and took off his jacket. He picked up the phone and made the call before going to sit next her on the couch. "What you reading?"
"The Wedding, it's by Nicholas Sparks."
He took the book from her hands and flipped it over so he could read the back cover, then set it aside on the coffee table.
"I was reading that." Kate said weakly.
He ran a finger down her cheek and leaned close so he could whisper in her ear, "Ah, yes, but WAS is the operative word in that sentence."
"So now that you've take my book away, do have something in mind for us to do?"
"I can think if a few things." He let his gaze travel down her body before returning to her face to meet her eyes. He saw the desire building in her eyes. And he wanted nothing more then to answer it with his own, but he wanted more than sex with Kate, he wanted a real relationship. He wanted to be able to share his problems with her and know that she was there to help him through whatever he was going through. And it was for that reason he wasn't going to give her what she wanted right now.
"Oh, yeah? Like what?" She leaned towards him, offering her lips to his to be kissed.
But he didn't kiss her; instead, he moved away and said, "Let's go for a walk."
"A walk?"
"Yeah, you know, you go outside and put on foot in front of the other and move forwards. Or backwards, whatever direction you want to go."
"Yeah, I know what a walk is. What I don't know is why you want to take a walk. I got the impression that you wanted to...do something else."
"Contrary to popular belief men don't ALWAYS think about sex. Is it such a bad thing that I want to spend time with you doing something other than that?" He questioned.
She was taken aback by his answer. She wasn't expecting him to be so honest and she didn't know how to respond.
He waited for a reaction and when he got none he couldn't hide the hurt and disappointment in his voice when he said, "I guess it is."
When he moved to get up she grabbed his arm and pulled him back down, "No, it is a great thing. I just didn't expect you to say that. I've wanted to spend time with you doing nothing at all for the longest time."
He looked down at her in wonder and smiled, "Yeah?"
"Yeah." She answered simply.
They walked in silence through the park. It was a nice, quiet Saturday afternoon and the flowers were in bloom all around them. They were walking hand in hand, like every other couple Kate saw. It felt good to think of her and Gibbs in that context; a couple.
"What you thinking about?" His voice broke through her thoughts as they passed a small pond where kids were throwing bread crumbs to the ducks.
"I have a boyfriend." She said simply, in an almost giddy tone.
"Really? Who would that be?"
Kate stopped moving, stunned. Had she miss read the signs? Did he just want to have sex and take walks? Maybe he didn't want to be her boyfriend. "Uh, I just thought that, um..."
He looked down at her with eyes like stone and said, "You'd better tell your boyfriend to back off, because the way I see it, you're mine. And I don't share."
Before she could say anything he caught her mouth with his and kissed her.
A/N2: I know the killer hasn't been referred to lately but when you all least expect it, expect it.
"I'm going to the store, you want anything?" Gibbs asked Kate as he put his jacket on.
She looked up from her book and smiled, "Only for you to get back soon."
His movements stopped; his arm half way through the sleeve. He stared at her, at her beautiful face. It was on the tip of his tongue, I love you, and all he had to do was say it. But he didn't. Instead, "Why don't you come with me? Better yet, why don't I call someone to pick us up food and bring it over here so I don't have to leave you?"
She wasn't sure if he meant to say 'you,' but she wasn't going to say anything about it. "I agree with the second suggestion."
He nodded and took off his jacket. He picked up the phone and made the call before going to sit next her on the couch. "What you reading?"
"The Wedding, it's by Nicholas Sparks."
He took the book from her hands and flipped it over so he could read the back cover, then set it aside on the coffee table.
"I was reading that." Kate said weakly.
He ran a finger down her cheek and leaned close so he could whisper in her ear, "Ah, yes, but WAS is the operative word in that sentence."
"So now that you've take my book away, do have something in mind for us to do?"
"I can think if a few things." He let his gaze travel down her body before returning to her face to meet her eyes. He saw the desire building in her eyes. And he wanted nothing more then to answer it with his own, but he wanted more than sex with Kate, he wanted a real relationship. He wanted to be able to share his problems with her and know that she was there to help him through whatever he was going through. And it was for that reason he wasn't going to give her what she wanted right now.
"Oh, yeah? Like what?" She leaned towards him, offering her lips to his to be kissed.
But he didn't kiss her; instead, he moved away and said, "Let's go for a walk."
"A walk?"
"Yeah, you know, you go outside and put on foot in front of the other and move forwards. Or backwards, whatever direction you want to go."
"Yeah, I know what a walk is. What I don't know is why you want to take a walk. I got the impression that you wanted to...do something else."
"Contrary to popular belief men don't ALWAYS think about sex. Is it such a bad thing that I want to spend time with you doing something other than that?" He questioned.
She was taken aback by his answer. She wasn't expecting him to be so honest and she didn't know how to respond.
He waited for a reaction and when he got none he couldn't hide the hurt and disappointment in his voice when he said, "I guess it is."
When he moved to get up she grabbed his arm and pulled him back down, "No, it is a great thing. I just didn't expect you to say that. I've wanted to spend time with you doing nothing at all for the longest time."
He looked down at her in wonder and smiled, "Yeah?"
"Yeah." She answered simply.
They walked in silence through the park. It was a nice, quiet Saturday afternoon and the flowers were in bloom all around them. They were walking hand in hand, like every other couple Kate saw. It felt good to think of her and Gibbs in that context; a couple.
"What you thinking about?" His voice broke through her thoughts as they passed a small pond where kids were throwing bread crumbs to the ducks.
"I have a boyfriend." She said simply, in an almost giddy tone.
"Really? Who would that be?"
Kate stopped moving, stunned. Had she miss read the signs? Did he just want to have sex and take walks? Maybe he didn't want to be her boyfriend. "Uh, I just thought that, um..."
He looked down at her with eyes like stone and said, "You'd better tell your boyfriend to back off, because the way I see it, you're mine. And I don't share."
Before she could say anything he caught her mouth with his and kissed her.