Disclaimer: Of course I don't own nor did I create any of these characters.

A/N: I wanted to go a little farther with this from the beginning and a couple of reviewers (thank you very much by the way) wanted more too. So....here is a short sequel so to speak.

Thank you Mrs. Mallard

SIX MONTHS LATER

It has been just over six months since Kate moved back to Washington and back into the life of her former boss, Jethro Gibbs. During that time she has continued to pay rent on her condo but she rarely spends more than a day at a time there. In fact the only time she spends the night there is when Jethro is either out of town or working all night on a case. All other nights she stays at his house. Tonight is one of those rare nights when she is in her own place. Jethro and the team are in Norfolk on an investigation and won't be home for at least a couple of days. While Kate misses him and hates spending the night alone, she also has to admit that every now and then it's nice to have a night to herself. On this night she is indulging herself with a hot soaking bubble bath which she will follow with an evening on the couch with ice cream and a new movie.

KATE'S POV

It feels so good to soak in this tub after the week I've had; and it's only Wednesday! It's never good to have the company's biggest client screaming at you over the phone first thing on Monday morning; just sets a bad tone for the week. And then to have Jethro call that afternoon to say he will be gone for heaven only knows how long, well let's just say I've been looking forward to this bubble bath all day. I've got it so bad for that man. Never in a million years would I have thought I would miss having a man around so much. He's only been gone for two days and I'm already having trouble sleeping and paying attention to details at work. I really need to get a grip.

You wouldn't blame me though if you knew Jethro. Since I moved back to DC we have been together almost every night and I can't get enough of him. After we saw each other at Ducky's house that night we were finally on the same page about our feelings. I followed him to his house that night determined that we would talk about things and try to figure out where to go with our relationship. Needless to say we didn't do much talking but we figured out right quick where to go with the relationship; straight to the bedroom is where. Jethro actually offered me the chance to talk before things got out of control but by that time I was past caring about conversation. All I wanted was him.

I'd had plenty of fantasies and dreams about Jethro as a lover but nothing my little mind could conjure up compared to the real thing. He was gentle and demanding at the same time. His touch alone was enough to drive me crazy and the things he can do to me with his mouth. Let's just say he might not be much of a talker but that's not because he doesn't know how to use his lips and tongue. And when he locked those gorgeous blue eyes on me that night I knew I didn't care of another man ever looked at me again. He seduced me with those eyes before he even touched me. When we undressed each other his gentleness took my breath away. I never would have guessed how tenderly he could caress and hold me while setting me on fire at the same time.

We spent a long time that first night touching and kissing each other. The man is absolutely delicious. He would hate that description I'm sure but I don't care. As my mom used to say, I could eat him with a spoon. For some reason once we were in the bedroom we realized we had all the time in the world and we slowed way down. That's not to say it wasn't heated and even frantic at times but we didn't just go right for the big finish. Jethro kissed every inch of me and almost drove me mad just skimming his fingers all over my skin. I admit I was having a hard time going slowly after a while but it seemed important that we not get ahead of ourselves. I was wet and ready for him long before we ever made it to the bed but the slow pace while torturous, was also turning me on.

I couldn't get enough of touching him either. For a man his age Jethro has an incredible body and I must say I spent a long time exploring and tasting every inch of it. I love how he shivers just a little when I touch him in certain places and now that I have a mental inventory of those places I plan to visit them often. There is a spot below his left ear I particularly liked and kissing the corner of his mouth seemed to produce very satisfying results for both of us. When we finally couldn't wait any longer Jethro was the most considerate and passionate lover a woman could ever want. He was just as interested in my pleasure and fulfillment as he was in his own. Even in the midst of the most intense experience of my life I was aware of the care he was taking with me. The first time was slow and intense and seemed to last forever. The next times we got a little crazy and had an awful lot of fun. I'm happy to say we laughed a lot and every time was sweeter and more fun that the previous time.

Now that I've gotten myself completely turned on with no relief in sight I'm getting out of this tub and heading for the ice cream. Hopefully Jethro will call tonight; no I know he'll call it's just a matter of what time. Sometimes he forgets that other people actually go to bed at a reasonable hour. He rarely does when he's working. I don't care what time he calls though because I just like hearing his voice. There is a certain tone he has when he's away; a way of letting me know he misses me and he's thinking about us. He also has a needy, little boy voice that he uses when he wants something he doesn't think I'll give him. Speaking of his voice, the best thing is when he's making love to me and he whispers in my ear. The man does have a way with words when he chooses to. Of course I never get tired of hearing him tell me he loves me which I'm happy to report he does quite often. I really like the way he calls my name when he's about to explode inside me, another thing I'm happy to say he does quite often. Oh, there's the phone now; it's him. Yeah!

"Hi, babe. How's it coming?"

"Hi, yourself, it's slow going I'm afraid. How a guy gets killed in broad daylight and no one sees anything always amazes me. How was your day, better than Monday I hope."

"Everything was quiet today. I miss you. I've been soaking in a bubble bath thinking about you, about us."

"My, my that puts a lot of interesting images in my head. Want to tell me more?"

"I was just remembering our first night together. How we took our time to explore each other. How much I like the way you touch me. How much I like touching you."

"Damn Katie, I'm going to have to have another shower if you don't stop."

"Hey, you asked. When will you be home?"

"Hell if I know. Maybe Abby will have something for us tomorrow. If not I don't know. We'll be here at least all day tomorrow at any rate. After that, if nothing develops we'll probably come home. Maybe I'll leave McGee or Tony here for follow up. Are you at the house or the condo?"

"I'm at the condo. It's so lonesome at the house when you're not there."

"Listen Kate, I've been thinking. Will you give some thought to moving in with me?"

"Are you sure, Jethro?"

"Yes, I'm sure. You're wasting money on that condo. But the more important thing is I want you with me, in the house. I want it to be your home too, Katie. I love you and I want you there."

"Well, when you put it like that how can I resist? My lease is up in a couple of weeks anyway so yes, I'd love to move in with you."

"Good, we can do that this weekend. I wish I could kiss you right now. I'm gonna go, Katie, I love you. Sleep tight. I hope I'll see you tomorrow."

"I love you too. Be careful and call me in the morning."

JETHRO'S POV

Geez, I'm going to have to have a cold shower now. I love talking to Kate but it's a real double edged sword. On the one hand hearing her voice always calms me down and reminds me how lucky I am but on the other hand she gets me all stirred up. But, I'd rather have that problem than not have Kate to talk to. The last six months have been some of the best of my life; at least my recent life. I still get a rush when I walk in the door at home and find her there. I guess in the back of my mind I'm always expecting her to come to her senses and give me the boot. Maybe someday I'll learn to accept that she really does love me and isn't going to disappear on me or try to smash my skull in with some piece of sports equipment.

She's got me thinking about that first night we spent together. Considering I had been waiting for almost five years to get her in bed I was surprised by my own restraint. Once we were in my bedroom though I couldn't just rush through it. I wanted to let her know how much I care for her not just that I wanted to have sex with her. I wanted to show her that she means more to me than I know how to say. I had waited so long to touch her and feel her skin on mine that I wanted to make sure I remembered every second of that night. As we undressed each other and I felt her hands on my chest and her lips on mine I knew I had finally found what I'd wanted for so long. Every place she touched me felt like little fires on my skin and then she cooled me down with her sweet mouth. Her skin was like silk to my touch and I absolutely could not get enough of her. I wanted to taste every little bit of her and I think I did a pretty good job of it that night. Getting my hands all tangled up in her hair while I kissed her over and over was heaven. She tastes so good and her scent just fills my head even when I'm not with her.

How could I have ever known she would be so open and so free and willing to love me? Watching her come completely undone and knowing it was all for me was a total turn on. The scary thing is I know she has a lot of power over me; the power to make me come all undone and the power to hurt me. The coming undone I don't mind; the hurting I'm still a little bit wary of. Honestly the only thing I truly worry about is that she will one day wake up and ask herself what the hell she's doing with me. It's all those old fears and questions that I can ignore for long periods of time but that always seem to find their way back into my head. Kate says it's all about trust and I just have to learn to trust her and trust us. I'm working on it. I love this woman with everything I am. For me it's more about courage than trust. I do trust Kate; with my life and my love. I just have to be brave enough to face the pain that will come when something bad happens. Because something bad always happens. But for now I'm just going to enjoy what we have and make it last as long as I can.