Gibbs was still smiling to himself, thinking about their first kiss when the Doctor walked into Tim's room, "How is my patient doing today?"
"Ready to escape if you are not here with my release paperwork."
"Well I guess that I'll have to hurry up with your final exam so I can sign off on your paperwork before you simply vanish."
Gibbs moved back to the corner were he stood when the nurse was giving Tim a bath to be out of the way but still in the room while the Doctor performed the exam.
"Everything is looking good, however, I expect you to follow up with physical therapy three times a week, and Doctor Mallard will follow up on the wound sites. If he notices any problem you must return here immediately."
"Don't worry Doctor, I'll take good care of him and make sure he doesn't overdo anything.", Gibbs replied from the corner he was standing in smirking at Tim as he spoke.
Tim rolled his eyes and asked the Doctor, "When can I return to work, even for desk duty?"
"I see no reason that you couldn't work at your desk for a hour or two a day starting tomorrow and slowly build up from there, however, due to the muscle damage you must remain in the wheelchair and I repeat do not push too hard. When your body is tired listen to it, I have told you repeatedly you will not heal up overnight. I will go get your paperwork and the schedule for your therapy for next week."
When the Doctor left the room, Gibbs once again returned to Tim's bedside, "I don't want you to rush this NCIS can survive without you for a little bit longer."
"I know, I just don't want to be at home by myself while everyone else is working hard. How is the case going by the way?"
"They found the bodies of the Marshall from Witness Protection about five miles down river from the sedan. They were killed execution style with a bullet to the back of the head."
"Any word on Jennifer Scaletti yet?"
Gibbs saw the guilt pass through Tim's eyes has he shook his head, "Hey" he put his finger under Tim's chin and lifted his face so he was looking right into his eyes, "Not your fault."
"But.."
"No buts, not your fault, got it.", he said gently but with meaning.
Gibbs gave Tim a devious grin, "I've been meaning to ask you something?"
Tim just look at him with a puzzled frown at the sudden change in topic and the hesitation that the usually unflappable man seemed to be showing.
"I guess I should have asked sooner but since your being released today and you really can't manage the stairs at your apartment, I uh, kind of, uh..."
"What did you do?"
"I moved some of your stuff over to my place."
"How much stuff?"
Your clothes, and your computer set up, I got one of the cyber guys to come over and he hooked it up exactly like it was at your place, and of course we had to bring over your computer desk."
"Anything else."
"YourbedTVtypewriterandbooks.", Gibbs mumbled and rushed through.
Tim started laughing at the guilty look on Gibbs' face, "So basically you moved me in."
"Do you mind?"
"Come here" Tim move over a little on the bed for Gibbs to sit down next to him. He reach for the back of Gibbs head and pulled him down for a kiss. Giving Gibbs' current mood it quickly became more passionate as he gently forced Tim's mouth over and started plundering his mouth. He rubbed his tongue against Tim's teeth and sucked gently on his tongue before long Tim was boneless in his arms moaning softly as the assault on his mouth continued.
Gibbs pulled away hesitantly and looked into the smoldering green eyes of his lover.
It took a minute before Tim could form a simple sentence and a little bit longer before he could remember what they had been discussing , "No I don't mind, I just hope you don't feel pressured to make these changes because of what happened."
"No, I was thinking about this for a while a just figured I wouldn't bring it up until the lease on your apartment expired."
"Okay."
"That's it 'okay', I've been sitting here for two days trying to find a way to tell you and all I get is an 'okay'?"
"What do you want to fight about this?"
"No, its just I was expecting a few more concerns on your part. We both know my history with relationships."
"Jethro, we've been together for three years, I don't think there are too many more secrets between us anymore. I love you and I am honored that you want to share your home with me."
"I love you, Timothy McGee."
There conversation was ended there by the door opening and the Doctor reappearing with Tim's release papers and a wheelchair.
Gibbs carefully help Tim maneuver to the chair and waited for him to get comfortable before pushing him put to the car that he had waiting for them.
When they pulled out of the hospital Tim noticed the difference in Gibbs' driving at once and raised a questioning eyebrow at the man.
Gibbs caressed Tim's face with his hand, "I realized that I carrying precious cargo and I don't want to risk damaging it."
Tim blushed at the comment and the rest of the drive home was quiet and peaceful.
AN: Thanks for the positive reviews on the last chapter and I promise that more of the Watson story arc will be covered in future chapters. Maybe even a story of its own in the future I haven't decided yet. Please keep the reviews coming I really do look forward to them. Stray. :)