JF20

Surprise, a little extra thanksgiving treat. Have I mentioned how much I love and appreciate all the reviews and the favs and follows? Because I do. Thank you all so much.

Kelly pulled into the underground parking lot, surprised to see the Porsche pull in beside her. "Hey" she greeted him, surprised by his appearance a whole hour earlier than the Director had said. She noticed he looked tired as he kissed her. She kicked herself that she hadn't noticed earlier in the evening just how tired he looked. "Are you ok?"

"Oh yeah." Tim said, pulling her in for a quick kiss as they made their way up in the elevator to Tim's apartment. "I am. Now that I am home, and the night is ours. Where is Sharni?"

"She's spending a week with my friend, Nicole." Kelly told him. "Nicole's boyfriend is away on business in New York, and she wanted the company. She has rural property on the outskirts of Maryland. Plenty of space for her to run and play, best of all. Nicole has two kids from her previous relationship, that Sharni will love to play with. KJ is six and the most adorable little girl and Stevie is five, my handsome little godson."

"Sounds like she will be so busy, she won't even miss us." Tim said, ushering her inside and nudging the thermostat up as they went past it.

"But right now, I have something planned, just for you to help you relax." she whispered into his ear, dropping her shoulder bag on the dining room table and pulling the paper bag out of it, on their way to the bedroom. "Go have your shower and get ready for bed. I'll set everything else up in here."

As soon as Tim had closed the door behind him, Kelly pulled back the covers neatly to the foot of the bed. She neatly stacked all the decorative pillows on the armchair in the corner of the room. Next, she went into the closet, looking for the box she had put in there, the day she had helped him unpack his stuff in the bedroom. Finally finding what she was looking for, she pulled out the LED, battery operated candles and began turning them all on and switched off the overhead light. She stripped out of her clothes; thankful she had stopped by her apartment to take a shower and collect what she had needed. Leaving herself in a ribbed cotton singlet that she had been wearing under her work shirt, and plain white cotton boy short panties, she reached through the side of the singlet to remove the bra, freeing her breasts from the confines of the structured garment.

Kelly heard the shower switch off, as she pulled the bottle that she had bought from her apartment out of the paper bag and set it down on the bag, on the bedside table. Seeing Tim come out of the ensuite and the look on his face had made the extra effort she had gone to, worthwhile.

Tim came out of the bathroom and was surprised to find his bedroom lights mute, the small shimmering light of the candles flickering on almost every surface of his room and Kelly waiting for him on his bed. "What's all this?" He asked her, coming over to join her on the bed.

"I want to do something special for you. Now, let's take that tee shirt off and lay on the bed." Kelly instructed him, reaching for his shirt and pulling it off over his head. He sighed in pleasure at the feel of Kelly's hands running up his stomach, over his chest and divesting him of his shirt.

"Are you trying to get me naked, or something?" Tim quipped as he took half a step closer to the bed, closing the gap between them.

"You can get naked with me, anytime you want." Kelly winked at him, "But I was thinking more along the lines of a massage. You're exhausted, you need to relax."

"Well, I'm up for that. I love having your hands on my body." Tim smiled, kissing Kelly with all his passion.

Slowly inch by inch, Kelly let her passion and want to take over. She leaned herself back onto the bed, pulling, guiding and encouraging Tim to follow her. Tim settled in on top of her, with Kelly opening her legs to accommodate Tim's body. His hands on her shoulders and upper arms and her hands running up and down his naked back. Tim was loving the feeling of Kelly's body beneath him. Her long naked legs open and hitched either side of his hips. Her underwear and his cotton plaid shorts the only barriers between them. The ribbed texture of the material of her singlet, gently chaffing the nipples on his chest and her hard, aroused nipples were cutting into the fabric, tantalising his nerve endings, lighting a fire of desire in his belly. As they continued their kissing and their exploration of one another's mouth's, Tim allowed his hands to navigate her body, letting them slide down her sides, settling on her hips. Tim gently rolled onto his side, taking her with him, as he was worrying that his big and tall, lanky frame was crushing her. "Timmmm." Kelly moaned against his mouth as Tim's hand found her breast. Breaking off the kiss, he kept peppering her face and neck with kisses. "You're ruining my plans with your sinful mouth."

"Hmmm." Tim moaned. "Does it really matter?" he asked, before returning to his ministrations on Kelly's body. One of his hands made its way back up her body, skirting by her breast, before Kelly took his hand in hers and guided it to her breast.

The shrill ring of Tim's cell phone had her internally ready to scream in frustration. Tim sighed as he broke off the kiss and roughly grabbed his phone off the nightstand. "Yeah, McGee." he snapped into the cell phone. Tim immediately felt remorseful, he had never snapped when he answered his cell phone before. He always tried to sound as professional as possible.

"Whoa McGee, it's just me." Tony said defensively, making Tim wish he had of checked the caller ID before snapping into his cell. Now Tony was definitely going to know that something had been up with Tim.

"Sorry Tony, what's up?" Tim asked and Kelly returned to kissing his face and his neck, working her way down his body.

"Just giving you a heads up, Gibbs is on his way back on a medical transport, tonight. He lands at JB-AB in two hours. He's not happy either. If I were you, I'd meet him at JB-AB with the car, he'll need a ride to Bethesda."

"What the hell happened? The last time I spoke to him, he was ... Well, his usual grumpy self." Tim gulped audibly, he felt Kelly kissing his stomach and laving her tongue inside his belly button before ghosting her hand along the waistband of his boxer shorts.

"Sorry Probie, that was my bad" Tony apologised and Tim gasped as he felt Kelly remove his manhood from his shorts and begin to stroke and caress him. The look on her face made all of the blood rush to Tim's groin.

"What did you do?" he asked again, a little more harshly than he meant to. Kelly was using her hands and fingernails to scrape the underside of his cock and fondle his balls. She was rolling them in her hands and enjoying the weight of them in her hand.

"There was a little skirmish with the XO and a Chief Petty Officer and one of them pulled a knife, so I pulled my knife too, instead of my gun. Somehow Gibbs ended up getting sliced in the forearm."

"Oh. My. God!" Tim panted in heavy breathes. Kelly had swallowed him whole and was eagerly making love to his penis with her mouth. Tim resisted the urge to thrust up into her mouth, loving the feel of her moist, warm mouth completely surrounding him.

"It's not that bad." Tony denied, then heard few more short gasps from Tim. Tim held his hand over the mouthpiece to catch his breath. "Oh my, you're not shocked about what happened to Gibbs, you're with a woman. Probie, I'm so proud of you. What is she doing to you to make you gasp like that?"

"Good night, Tony." Tim said, shutting down the conversation and disconnecting the phone. As soon as he had hung up on Tony, He encouraged Kelly to stop blowing him. "Kell, Sweetheart. You need to stop. Not that I wasn't enjoying it, because clearly, I was." he pointed to his prominent erection that now stood tall between them.

"What's wrong?" she asked, taking in the stress now on her boyfriend's face. "What has happened?"

"Gibbs is on his way back, stateside. A medivac, he is OK. He probably just needs some stitches, it's nothing too bad. Unfortunately, I have to go in, now." Tim explained to her softly. "Tony and Ellie are still aboard ship and closing out the investigation from there. They dock in Norfolk tomorrow afternoon, but Gibbs needs me to head in. There's things to do from this end."

"Sorry." Kelly whispered. "I promised I'd help get you all relaxed and I let us get distracted. At least let me..." she pointed to his groin. "Take care of that for you."

"No, because when we finally get there. We won't be leaving this bed and my cell phone will not be switched on." Tim grinned at her, knowing that it was an empty threat because his phone had to be always switched on for work.

"But..." Kelly tried to argue. She had really been looking forward to having Tim climax fro her after the toe-curvingly satisfying orgasm that he had given her after their first date.

"I'll make it up to you, soon. But I have to get moving." Tim apologised again, kissing Kelly with the promise of more to come, soon. He told her to get some sleep as he, regretfully, changed into some clothes that were more appropriate for the office.

His first call to Ducky was brief and succinct, when Tim had Gibbs signed into his custody, Ducky would meet them at Bethesda.

His second call was to Vance, and it was much longer and, in a lot, more detail. Tim also made sure to place it when he was in his car and on his way back into the yard. Mostly so that Kelly didn't hear him explain that it was Tony's knife that had sliced Gibbs' arm open.

Meeting Ducky at the yard and travelling together to JB-AB seemed more appropriate when Vance pulled some strings and found out that Jethro Gibbs had been an onary patient and was extremely disgruntled. Sitting behind a desk with him stuck on ass duty was not going to be fun for Tim. Tim had now memorised this case inside and out, and he was exhausted. But he was determined to see it through. He knew he needed to build his stamina back up and he knew the best way to do it. He just needed to close this case first and keep his head in the game.

It was almost three when Ducky strolled into the bull pen, looking for Tim. "Ah Timothy, my boy. This is for you." Ducky smiled, handing him a cup of hot coffee. "I imagine that you wouldn't have been home too long when you had received Anthony's call."

Tim blushed at Ducky's comment. "Just long enough to take a shower." Tim told him as he fumbled around for the keys to the sedan. Tim proceeded to remember what Kelly had planned after the said shower and what she had done to him while he was on the phone to Tony.

"Yes, you and the Director were very busy working away when I bid you both a farewell last night." Ducky said, softly as the two of them moved towards the elevator. "Although, I gather not all of your thoughts were on your work, given that the smile on your face. It is still there, my friend. I like seeing it there. It's good to see, we haven't seen one of those around parts for a while."

"Thanks Duck." Tim smiled wider at him. Tim was grateful for everything Ducky did say and everything he didn't say. The kind, elderly ME was no fool and Tim knew he wasn't fooling the old-timer either. The drive to JB-AB was quiet and quick. There was little to no traffic, and they made it in half the time. Waiting in line at security, Tim reminded Ducky that they needed his ID too. A quick check of the ID's and the base security MPs were ushering them to drive straight up to the hanger and park nearby. Tim wasn't sure whether it was a call from Vance, or something born out the respect they had for Gibbs. Either way he was grateful. The night was cold, and he didn't want to be out in the cold any more than he wanted Ducky out in it.

Feeling his phone vibrate, Tim pulled it out and checked it. He made a mental note to pick up a burner phone, so he or Kelly didn't have anything unprofessional on his work phone. Seeing a text from Vance, Tim immediately typed in the reply and hoped that the Director was at least getting some sleep. After all, he hadn't had any yet and doubted he would get back to bed before this case was officially over.

Seeing the Helo touch down and being given all clear by the Marine in charge on the flight pad, Tim and Ducky got out of their sedan and made their way to meet Gibbs. Gibbs was sleeping and the medic explained that Gibbs was getting quite agitated, and it was only a twilight sedation, that the two men would be able to wake him up and he would wake up just fine.

Ducky made quick work of assessing his vitals, before they woke him, not knowing if Gibbs would be in the mood to co-operate or not. He figured not, if the reports from both the medics and the pilots were anything to go by. Slowly, Tim and Ducky urged him to wake up, propping him upright while he got his bearings. "Hey." Gibbs whispered to them both with a wide, goofy grin.

"Was nitrous oxide administered?" Ducky immediately demanded to know. He had never seen his friend have this kind of reaction before. Even with the previous twilight sedation that had been used on Gibbs in the past.

"Doctor Mallard, a militant combination of fentanyl, valium, ketamine, midazolam, and nitrous oxide was used on the patient. Under orders from the ship's doctor, we were advised of the quantities at handover and the gas had been prescribed as a last resort measure, at Agent DiNozzo's request." The corpsman told Ducky.

"Very well, dismissed." Ducky said, before turning to Tim and muttering. "That should make him easier to comply with getting treatment, the stubborn old fool. Has anyone notified Kelly of her father's injury? I could call her, but she may panic hearing from me in the middle of the night."

"She knows, Duck." Tim admitted in a small voice, preying Gibbs didn't hear him. "I was with Kelly when I got the call."

Ducky looked carefully at his young friend. He studied the way that Tim wouldn't meet his eye or look at him. He watched the way that Tim was trying to smother the huge grin that was threatening to break out on his face. "I take it, the two of you weren't playing a board game and drinking coffee or watching an old movie and sharing a glass of wine."

"I only got the call five minutes before I called you. It was already really late, Duck." Tim admitted as he hoisted Gibbs to lean against him and encouraged the pliable man to lean against him as he manoeuvred him into the backseat of the sedan, while Ducky rushed to open the door for Tim. Getting Gibbs settled, Tim closed the door and Ducky leant against the front passenger door as Tim made his way around to the driver's seat.

"I didn't think the two of you had sleepovers on a work night, Timothy." Ducky said, eyeing the agent over the roof of the sedan. "Perhaps, things have been changing, for the better?" Tim didn't answer the man, he just gave Ducky one of his warmest smiles and climbed in the car and immediately got the heat going. "I am going to take your refusal to answer me as a positive affirmation, Timothy."

The trip to Bethesda was made with nothing but the sounds of the talk back radio show on low and Gibbs' monologue from the back seat about how it would be cool to have six fingers instead of five. "He's high as a kite, Duck." Tim exclaimed as they drove. Both men struggled to maintain their composure as the topic turned from fingers to what the purpose of his toes were and how they impacted the universe.

"I think it is safe to say that Jethro should never be given nitrous oxide again." Ducky quipped as Tim pulled up just down from the doors of the emergency department at the Bethesda Naval Hospital. Seeing a park, right by the doors, Tim took advantage and pulled into it, immediately. Ducky coming back out with the wheelchair, looked around confused. Until he spotted Tim helping Gibbs sit on the edge of the back seat of the sedan. Waving to Ducky, he immediately came over with the chair and Tim got Gibbs settled in the chair.

Ducky got him admitted into the emergency department and had followed Gibbs back behind the double doors. Taking a seat, Tim sat and let his smile shine through. He guessed that this was just one more secret that Gibbs would make him keep. Although at least he had Ducky to back up his story, because he didn't think anyone would believe him that Gibbs had been high as a kite and treating them to a monologue of his thoughts. "What's so funny agent McGee?" the director asked as he sat beside Tim, liking the fact he was able to sneak up on the young agent.

"Gibbs." He laughed out loud before biting his bottom lip between his teeth. "I mean, Gibbs is still in with the doctor's, I don't have an update yet."

"Nicely played, McGee." Vance laughed at him too. "Doctor Mallard has asked me to start a formal investigation into the treatment of Gibbs and specifically the drugs used. It seems that Gibbs extraordinarily intoxicated when you arrived to collect him from JB-AB. Is that right?"

"He was as high as a kite. Once he was awake, I managed to get him into the car and on the ride over Gibbs entertained Ducky and I with his thoughts on why we should six fingers instead of five. When he had finished explaining his thoughts and theories on that topic, he moved on to why does a human have toes. It was all very ... enlightening." Tim could see the look of mirth on the Director's face.

"I'm sure it was." Leon Vance smirked at Tim. "I am sure I don't need to remind you to keep that story to yourself."

"I'll just add it to the list." Tim quipped to Leon. At the raised eyebrow the Director was giving him, Tim thought it best if he explained. "Gibbs has done some pretty silly and stupid things in my presence before. He just swears me to secrecy. Hence, there's a list."

"Timothy?" Ducky called from the double doors. "Oh Director, good. You are both here. Come on back. I need to speak with you, but Gibbs is asking for you, Timothy."

Back behind the double doors and in the cubicle that they had assigned Gibbs, Ducky nudged Tim to head on in ahead of him and the Director. "Hey, you." Gibbs smiled at him widely. "Gotta talk to you, Tim."

"I'm here." Tim told him, stepping closer to the man. Gibbs kept beckoning him closer and closer to him until they were practically eye to eye. "What is it, Gibbs? Is it about the case?"

Gibbs head slapped the back of Tim's head. "Agent McGee is trying to steal your girl. My girl." Gibbs said now rubbing the back of Tim's head, right where he had been slapped. "Why are you letting it happen? You're all she ever talks about Tim. Come on Tim, pull yourself together man. You're too good to end up alone."

"It's Kelly's choice who she dates." Tim reminded his boss, wondering how Gibbs' mental state was so far gone that he didn't realise Agent McGee and Tim was the same person. "Agent McGee is a good man."

"Yeah, he's a good man." Gibbs agreed with Tim, as the younger man breathed a sigh of relief. "But he's a goose, compared to you. That's why I never let her meet him. Resisted getting to know him better. I knew they would end up together. Was 'fraid of losing her to Agent McGee. But then she met you and I saw my daughter happy again. You're the one that makes her smile and laugh. God, it's been so long and now she laughs a lot more. You gotta make your move before the goose gets her. There's only so long I can keep him from her."

"But ... Gibbs." Gibbs slapped Tim's head again before rubbing it in a soothing manner. "I am Agent McGee. McGee and Tim are the same man."

"No, you're not!" He shouted, causing Ducky and Vance to come into the room. "Tim, promise me you gotta save her. Agent McGee is bad news for her. He's going to break her heart. You're the one she loves, not him."

Tim turned to Ducky and Leon and looked at them helplessly. "He thinks I'm two different people."

"Leon, good you're here. Agent McGee is evil, and Tim is good. You gotta believe me." Gibbs rambled and Ducky ordered a rush on the tox screens he was already waiting on.

"We believe you Gibbs, now get some rest. I'll take Tim with me, and we will go and talk with Agent McGee, ok?"

"Don't let him get Kelly." Gibbs blabbered, getting agitated again. "Tim, you have to protect her."

While Gibbs had been blabbering again and getting agitated, Ducky had the nurse administer a Benzodiazepine, to make him relax. A standard dose of diazepam had done the trick and he had gone out like a like. "I think we will detox Gibbs and treat his wound under a full general anaesthetic, and we can all hope that he doesn't remember any of this."

"I'm all for that, Duck." Tim agreed. "I've never seen Gibbs so unhinged like that, not even when he was blown up or when he lost his memories. I'm so glad Kell didn't see him like that. She would have been beside herself."

A quick message to Tim to find out how her father was, had Kelly calling in sick for the day before picking up breakfast for Tim and Ducky. Tim told her the Director had been here, but he had left to go and check in with Tony and Ellie. Coming into the waiting room, the paper bag in hand and a tray with three cups, Tim gave Kelly a wide grin and she kissed his cheeky before handing the goodies over to the two men. "Breakfast is served, gentlemen." She said, as Ducky roused at the sound of her voice. "How is he doing?"

"Thank you, my dear." Ducky said smiling at his best friend's daughter as she took the vacant seat on the other side of Tim. "They took him to theatre to clear the wound, but it is straightforward. he will be ok. Discharged this afternoon, into your car, my dear."

Tim held out the cup with the earl grey tea, that had been fixed to Ducky's liking and a breakfast burrito for the older man. As soon as offered breakfast was handed over Tim set the coffee cup on the ground at his feet and dug into his food with gusto, realising the last thing he ate was the pizza last night.

As soon as the breakfast had been consumed, Kelly rested her head against Tim's shoulder and sighed softly. Tim pulled her closer to him, putting his arm around her, both in comfort and to revel in her presence. "Think he'll want to stay at your place?"

"Hardly likely." Tim scoffed and realised that Tim and Kelly would be spending some time apart while Gibbs recovered in his own home, under Kelly's supervision.

"But you're always welcome to come by." Kelly said softly and sweetly. Her voice was soft and sweet, but it had carried over to Ducky on the other side of Tim and he began studying the couple.

"I'll just go and see if I can get an update." Ducky told them, giving him the chance to watch them interact from across the room and allowing him to take the seat opposite them, upon his return for a better vantage point. Upon his return, he followed his plan and sat across from them. "No news, the nurse suspected that it should be all over in approximately thirty minutes."

He watched carefully as Kelly wrapped her arm around Tim's torso and sighed in content at the contact she was making with Tim's body. Tim seemed to ground the young woman, keeping her calm and collected. He watched and bit his tongue as Tim placed a kiss on the hairline of her forehead when she had become getting agitated, again, instantly calming her. "You heard Duck, it will all be over soon."

"Can I at least know how it happened?" She asked. "I mean I know he had a cut, but how did it happen?"

Tim and Ducky exchanged guilty looks and Ducky suspected that Tim had downplayed Gibbs' injuries to the young woman when he had received the initial call. "Sorry, the case is classified." Tim grinned at her, before giving Ducky a hard, painful look. Ducky had worked with the young man long enough and the young man's boss, even longer to know that look and what it meant.

"You guys and your damn classified cases." Kelly disgruntledly mumbled before closing her eyes again.

True to the nurse's word, thirty minutes later the surgeon came out dressed in clean green theatre scrubs and informed them that Gibbs was "Much better", using an ambiguous term to not upset his daughter. That they should go and get a snack and they would be able to take him home in an hour.