A.N. I know it's been ages but the school year is almost over so I should have more time to write soon! This is something I thought up while listening to a really happy song with rather depressing lyrics. It (as usual) is kinda abstract so you don't have to get all of it just the general idea and the meaning behind it.

Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS but it is at the top of my Christmas List

No spoilers.

Songs: It Doesn't Have to be Beautiful by Slow Club and Beautiful Mess by Jason Mraz

A Beautiful Facade

When people saw them together they would stare.

Look how beautiful they are, they would think as they passed by the couple, pausing to look behind them just to catch another glimpse of the gorgeous pair.

They will have beautiful kids, they thought as they waited in the ticket line at the movies, watching as the man leant over to his stunning partner and whispered something in her ear that she alone could hear. They would keep an eye on them as they made their way up for popcorn, watching with their fascinated eyes as she briefly touched his hand, their contact so brief but so meaningful.

They are so beautiful together, everyone at the office whispered to each other as he gracefully led her through the double doors, her dress swirling around her and the music loud in the ballroom. They watched as he led her to the dance floor and wrapped his arms around her tiny waist, her bronzed arms reaching around his neck. They couldn't tear their gaze away as the beautiful pair waltzed around the floor seeming to defy gravity itself.

You never looked at me like that, an old lady reprimanded her sleepy husband as she watched them eat their meal, more focussed on each other than the first-class food they were putting in their mouths.
Well you never looked like that, her husband grumbled, unable to draw his eyes away from the enchanting pair once he had looked up. Their eyes met across the table and they both laughed softly, years worth of knowledge in the others gaze.
Just think one day they'll be like us, the old woman said sweetly before focussing once again on her meal.

He's so beautiful, the young barrister thought as she made the four coffees he had ordered but she was right behind him, his hand rubbing gentle circles on her hip and the barrister sighed; she was beautiful too and the beautiful man deserved her and she knew that she never had a chance next to the beautiful woman.

You're recovering beautifully, the psychiatrist smiled as he shook her hand and she had to repress the scream of fear and frustration because she wanted to go back to field work straight away. You'll be perfect in no time.

Beautiful, people thought as they walked by the bench with the young couple sitting so comfortably on it. It was the only way to describe them; their looks, their gazes, their touches all screamed out that word to everyone that passed but no one thought to take a second look, to listen closer because if they did they would see that the loving gazes the beautiful couple shared so often wouldn't be full of love but of repressed craziness that he would try to take away from her with his beautiful touches, of sadness and mistrust that the other would try with all their twisted heart to put right.

People saw what they wanted to see; two young, beautiful people out sharing the afternoon with each other. They didn't see all the death and destruction that had happened in the beautiful people's lives. They didn't see the heartbreak, jealousy, betrayal, mistrust and the damaged heart of them.

People saw what they wanted to see; beauty. But once the lights were off and the doors were closed the ugly truth about them came out. The tears, screams, hits and fights would crawl out of the darkness and throw themselves at the pair and then because their hearts were so broken and ugly they would fall back into their bed and pull each other as close as they possibly could because they hoped that if they pulled hard enough then the two broken pieces of their ugly and twisted hearts would mesh together and give them some kind of peace for the night.

Two ugly hearts with the facade of beauty.

Please review, they are ALWAYS loved and appreciated =)

Jules