June 6th 1996

Finally I'm going home! Not that I'm not sad to be leaving Serbia, it's been fun tucked away up here, but I find Gibbs so difficult to be around.

I think my crush is much more than a crush, I think I might actually be able to fall madly in love with this man. He's so caring and funny and brave, but he can be stern and disciplined when he needs to be.

The only thing is I'm not sure I want to go there; I mean relationships at work never work and I don't want to get a reputation for sleeping with my boss. On the other hand I can feel my heart totally over-ruling my head though.

Yesterday I ended up with a splinter from one of the planks on the cabin and I couldn't get it out, so he came and gently pried out, barely leaving as mark. But seriously, it was horrendous having him that close to me. It really is a good thing that I'm on my way home tonight.