A/N: So, I'm back. Ta-da! I don't own NCIS or "Nobody Compares" (You'll See). Why no reviews? Do I heave to beg? PLEASE? Consider it done. BTW, song lyrics are in italics. Here's Chapter 4, remember we're in Tim's perspective:
This time, Gibbs ordered me to ride in the van with him, leaving Tony and Ziva in the ME van. I don't blame him, the tension could be cut easily with one of Ziva's knives. He threw me the keys and told me to put the radio one something he didn't care what, while Jenna got in between us. I did so, and as some unfamiliar notes blasted through the radio, Jenna let out a girlish squeal.
"Ooh, I like this one. Can I turn it up?"
Gibbs nodded, so she did. As the first lyrics came through the speakers, I groaned. I recognized the song. It was a few years old now, and it was by a poppy boy-band called One Direction, but it was one of Sarah's favorites.
You're so pretty when you cry, when you cry
Wasn't ready to hear you say goodbye
Now you're tearing me apart, tearing me apart
You're tearing me apart
"Jen..." My boss growls, so low I'm positive that Jenna didn't pick up on it, since she doesn't know Gibbs, like I do.
"You say something?" She asks, and I guess I'm wrong. I realize the meaning behind Gibbs' behavior, he's missing Director Shepard. But I don't think he's missing her as Director, but as his partner, in all senses of the word.
You're so London your own style, your own style
And together we're so good so girl why
Are you tearing me apart, tearing me apart
You're tearing me apart
Did I do something stupid, yeah, girl if I blew it
Just tell me what I did, let's work through it
There's gotta be some way to get you to want me like before
Poor Gibbs. This is really affecting him. I look over at him, "You want me to turn it off?" I ask him, but he doesn't respond. The only movement I've seen him do since the song began is he pulled out his wallet, opened the coin section and pulled out a picture folded in fourths. He then unfolded it, and has been staring at it lifelessly ever since. After glancing at the road to avoid an accident, I look at the photo. It's a redhead, obviously. She's in a purple camisole that complements her curves and tight jeans, but that's not what draws me in. It's Director Shepard, about 5 or so years younger and with longer hair than when I first saw her. This must be a picture form when they were partners.
HONK! A driver in front of me puts my attention back on the road. I was swerving and almost hit a light blue Cadillac. Mouthing 'SORRY,' I focus back on the road and try to push the photo out of my mind. The dang song continues playing in the background.
'Cause no one ever looks so good in a dress
And it hurts 'cause I know you won't be mine tonight
No one ever makes me feel like you do when you smile,
Baby tell me how to make it right
Now all my friends say it's not really worth it
But even if that's true
No one in the world could stop me from not moving on,
Baby even if I wanted to
Nobody compares to you
Moving on. I laugh inwardly. Gibbs hasn't done that, though he's told us all to move on twice: after the Director's death, and after Ziva left. Gibbs growls once more, "Can't. Even Steph saw that." I remember that case. His ex-wife number three was a key witness, again, and Ziva accidentally asked her how marriage was with Gibbs, when he couldn't get over Shannon. Stephanie just looked at us, all confused. Ziva clarified, his first wife, the one who died with Kelly.
Stephanie's eyes got all wide as she asked, "If his first wife was Shannon, who's Jen? That's who I thought his first wife was." Apparently, he never murmured Shannon's name, only Jen's and Kelly's. Once she found out, she accused Gibbs of cheating on her, but he denied it . Of course, his "Jen" was long-gone by that point and he had no chance to be with her. So yeah, he hasn't moved on.
We're so Paris when we kissed, when we kissed
I remember the taste of your lipstick
Now you're tearing up my heart, tearing up my heart,
You're tearing up my heart
Paris. That's where it all ended. Where it all went down in flames. I learned that one night, when I went to find Gibbs, cause no-one could get him on his cell. He was down in his basement, drinking scotch. That night I also learned he hasn't drunken a drop of bourbon since she, well died. He sat at his workbench and holding a note reading "Dear Jethro...," he said, to no-one, "Really? Paris? The City of Love is where we ended? That's what you chose, Jen?" So, I walked down the stairs real loud and pretended I never heard him. I remember when we had a case that led us to Paris one time. He just sat there all sullen and never said anything. When I suggested, to Tony, that we go see the Eiffel Tower and other sights, Gibbs almost bit my head off. He said, word for word, "Paris is no place for two NCIS agents to go sightseeing, at least not anymore." Neither Tony nor I asked about it, but we knew something from his past was bothering him. You don't ask the Boss anything when something from his past is bothering him.
Then, as if suddenly realizing there was a Probie in the car, I looked at Jenna. There are tears in her eyes that mirror Gibbs' and her big, green eyes seem glassy. "You okay?" I ask her.
Quickly, she blinks away her tears. "Uh, yeah. It's a song that describes my ex, and I didn't realize it would bring up so many memories. Sorry."
I almost laugh at the opportunity she's given me. "Never apologize, it's a sign of weakness."
"Okay. One of Agent Gibbs' rules? His reputation on that proceeds him." She explains.
"Yeah, you want me to turn it off?" I ask, for her sake, as well as Gibbs'.
"Yes, please." So I do, but not before one last look at Gibbs. He seems so fragile, not that I'd ever tell him, but I wish for the first time today that Jenna was Director Shepard, after all.
A/N: Like? Hate? Let me know. Nicely, no hate please. I'm begging for reviews. Um, yeah. This kind of just jumped in my mind today after hearing the song while surfing YouTube. Sorry if Gibbs is OOC. Anyone interested in me continuing? I can't tell if you guys hate this or not? Please let me know. I'll reply. I'll give you a shout-out in the next chapter if you want. I don't own NCIS or "Nobody Compares" or the lyrics. NCIS is from CBS, "Nobody Compares" is from One Direction. The lyrics are from . Thanks! All for now, K.
