Jackson: Just how you wanted it, right down to the color…
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The grin on Gibbs face was as if he'd just kissed a girl for the first time. He was able; for just a moment; to remember what it was like to be a kid again. The last six months had taken their toll and in one moment it all seemed to disappear. Jenny didn't die. He didn't lose his team. Langer didn't betray him. Pat didn't trade on their friendship. All of it, gone in an instant. The moment those garage doors opened and he saw it. One of the most perfect sights his eyes had ever seen. His heart felt revived as he revved the engine and peeled around the corner. He felt…alive. For the first time in very long time. And that is a moment that no one can ever take away from him. A moment he would never lose. The moment he realized his Father hadn't forgotten him just as much as he'd tried to forget him.
His body was filled with the same excitement he'd had the first time he'd kissed Shannon. The first time he held Kelly in his arms. Happiness in its simplest form. He had left that car unfinished like a lot of things he'd left back home. But now, it was whole…complete…untarnished. Gibbs knew his heart would never be the same the moment he lost his family, but just as his car could never run like new; it gave him hope. Hope that the feeling he was experiencing now; would be more than a fleeting moment. But one he'd cherish for the rest of his life…