By the Sunset
By: Mysticalflutterby (prinnie)
Disclaimer: everybody belongs to DPB, don't sue me all I have is my Hubba Bubba and my water…. What!
Spoilers: when Abby calls Gibbs "my silver haired fox" can't remember what episode it was, but it was the one with the blow up doll (hilarious).
Pairing: Kate and Gibbs OF COURSE!
Summary: Read and find out! Think Fluff… Told from the POV both characters.
Rating: I have no idea how US ratings work, so I guess PG
ENJOY!...please RnR
She was like an angel waiting in the sunset. Wind swept curls framing her beautiful face, white dress fluttering around her legs as she walked barefoot towards me, carrying a simple bouquet of flowers. In the background, the seagulls were squawking, the waves crashing against the rocks, coming in to swim around my feet as I stood by the shoreline awaiting my Queen. The setting was magnificent, the sunrays beaming through the passing storm clouds of yesterday, as is to say tomorrow may bring stormy times, but the warmth of the sun will break through and conquer all.
There were eyes on us, family, friends, dog walkers, retired couples stopped to watch from a distance, but I only had eyes for the tall, distinguished 'silver haired fox' standing there before me. He looked quite the part in cream-colored cut-offs, blue shirt blowing in the wind with the ever present white undershirt underneath. Our eyes met and we grinned at each other. In our world, there were only the two of us, no priest, family or friends, no passers by and definitely no squawking seagulls, there was just the two of us. Co-workers, lovers, confidante and soon, Husband and Wife.
We recited our own vowels of love and commitment, we said our "I Do's" and the priest announced us Husband and Wife as we kissed as the sun set. Who said I wasn't a romantic? Only one woman could do that to me. Only one woman will ever be able to bring out the gentler, affectionate side in me. That woman is now my Wife… forever.
I awoke in a warm bed, in the arms of my husband. Hmmm that's sounds and feels so nice. The lips pressing butterfly kisses on my neck slowly persuading me to wake up, acquiescing I opened my eyes to the most beautiful smiling, loving eyes. Lips descended on mine, hands wandering as we relented to the throes of passion once again. "Hmm Good morning Mrs. Caitlin Gibbs" Jethro hummed against my mouth as our heart rates slowed. "Good morning indeed Mr. Gibbs!" As our tired but sated bodies surrendered to sleep once again, my last thought was 'A very good morning… with many more to come"