-1Meredith stood at the backdoor, Gibbs watching her . She sighed heavily. The weight of the world seemed to be on her shoulders, Gibbs knowing it from the way she acted.

'You know that staring out into the middle of no where is the first sign of madness,' Meredith shrugged her shoulder's Gibbs coming up behind her and putting his hands on the top of her arms. Slowly he kissed down her neck, Meredith letting a small groan escape from her lips. Stepping backwards into the house, her hands reached round behind her and pulled his pelvis closer to his. She stayed with her back to him, Gibbs's hands working their way around her body, stopping over her belt. she grabbed his hands, stopping him from un doing her belt. she took hold of his hand, Gibbs following her up the stairs. She lifted the shirt up over his head, the water belting down off the bottom of the shower base. She slipped the clothes off of both of them, a feeling of urgency seeming to wash over the two of them. Speed became the main priory, the need to be next to each other greater than it had been earlier. As soon as the water hit them, it changed, both of them relaxing, into each other, taking in every piece of each other that they could get. Her hands traced lines down his back, coming down from the top of his shoulders to the bottom of his spine. Her lips touching his skin caused him to shiver, Meredith smiling at the reaction she could get out of him. He turned to face her, brushing the hair out of her face, taking in every view of her face. She kissed his fingertips gently, pushing herself against him. As they slowed down against each other, Meredith stepped out, her and Gibbs still not parting from each other. She stood in the kitchen, his shirt barely covering her.

'Jen called, I need to go in,' Meredith nodded, looking at Gibbs over her shoulder. Her hair covered the top of her back, Gibbs brushing it out the way to kiss her neck.

'I won't be long,' she sat in the kitchen, flicking through the multiple newspapers and medical journals lying around. The door rattled, Meredith sliding across the bare wooden floor. Opening the door, she went to close it again instantly, but the hand pushing it back caused her to stop.

'What do you want?'

'I want you back at Seattle Grace,'

'Never gonna happen,'

'I've been offered a place in New York, I resigned as Chief three days ago. The neuro departments falling apart and I know that if you go back you'll get Chief. It will be you, Mark and Addison up for the Job. I'm leaving but I want to know that you'll have a job when I'm gone,'

'Thanks for the consideration but it means nothing to me right now,'

'Meredith,'

'No, you hurt me. You bruised me and then said it was nothing. I want nothing to do with you or that hospital until I know that you're out of the state,'

'Fine, the jobs waiting for you. I should be gone in a couple of weeks,'

'I would say it was a pleasure working with you, but I don't lie,'

'Fine,'

'Just so that you know…I wish…I wish I had never been in this situation with you. I wish you had never been my boss. We were good friends before you got that job. I hope you have more luck in your new one in New York,'

'So do I,' Meredith rubbed her foot off the back of her leg as she watched him pulling away from the house. A small sigh escaped, Meredith relieved that things were going back to the way they were but sad that he was leaving. He had been the first guy she had loved and now they could barley spend five minutes in the same room together. She knew deep down him leaving was a good thing. She stood in the quiet house and looked around, realising for the first time that she had nothing to do. Her life was nothing without her job and Gibbs and at that moment in time she had neither.

Gibbs tapped the pen off of the desk, not listening to Kate and Tony bickering over a report. The coffee being placed in front of him caused him to smile, the wedding band flashing in his eyes.

'what are you doing here?'

'Just thought you would want to know that the male shepherd that we hate…kind of moving to New York and I have my job back with the chance to become chief of surgeries,'

'So, you had a good morning then?' Meredith leaned back against the partition.

'I had an excellent morning. You?'

'Before I left the house, I would have agreed with you. Now… not so sure. Wish I hadn't left,'

'Why?' Meredith leaned down over his shoulder, reading over the records in front of her. Gibbs could smell the lavender off of her, inhaling her gently, while acting like he was doing the same as her.

'What am I looking at here?'

'A list of four hundred and three Navy seamen who have gone missing,'

'what's the catch?'

'How did you know there was a catch?'

'Cause I know if there wasn't you wouldn't be sitting staring at it,'

'One of them has killed fifteen other men and gone missing themselves,'

'Any clues as to which one?'

'Nope. No forensics, nothing,'

'No witnesses?'

'Not a single one,'

'Look for the bigger picture. It may be the most obvious but go with it,'

'You are like a walking, female clone of me,'

'What makes you say that?'

'The fact I said that to Jen about two days ago,'

'It could just be that two great minds think alike,'

'Yeah,' Meredith leaned down gently kissing Gibbs.

'Yeah. I should go before I get you into trouble with Jen,'

'Or I could just leave with you and say I've got a feeling?'

'You Can't say that,'

'I just did,'