ome one asked me for a drabble on Gibbs' POV, and I aim to please...
Murderers, abductors, child molesters. Monsters.

Gibbs has seen them all, heard them all, and beat them all.

But the people he loves, they are a different matter. He lunges, desperately trying to catch them, but it is like a child trying to catch the snowflakes that fall just as rapidly. As soon as you have them, safe, they slip through your fingers, or melt into nothingness. They are

gone.

And now the most recent of all the snowflakes has fallen. She looks like a fragile little paper doll who has been ripped away from the chain, and as she stares at him with open eyes, she sees what only the dead can.

He is only human.

Please review, chooks. x