An Interlude

Gibbs nodded. He felt so tired, weary he decided. And more than a little confused. Later they would straighten it out.

They lay down with Lainy tucked into the back of the couch on her left side her head on his shoulder. Gibbs was on his back. The overstuffed side pillows and couch cushions had always encouraged them to relax and snuggle. They often lay here together. After kissing he sighed and closed his eyes. Almost an hour later he opened his eyes and found Lainy still with him watching TV. Gibbs stretched a little, then yawned.

"Better Babe?" Lainy gently rubbed his chest and traced his jaw.

"I feel kind'a drained. But the headache's gone. That's a first. Is that because she spoke to you? Did she go away for good?"

"I'd like to think she's released you. But I doubt she's moved on. She seemed genuinely focused on finding Watson. She probably will make contact again." Lainy said thoughtfully. She felt her husband stiffen a bit next to her.

"Why can't she find him on her own? Is that unusual?"

Gibbs wasn't sure how all this 'Ghost' stuff worked. He knew his mother-in-law and Lainy could and did 'things' with their gifts. Lainy didn't ever appear to dwell on it or use it much. She had a simple acceptance of her gifts. He envied her that, he wondered why he could be with her all this time without really giving any thought to her family's gifts and history. Lainy watched as her love frowned and processed his thoughts.

"Every persons death experience is different Babe. But those who don't move on into true spirit can be restricted in what they can do or see.

Some are stuck forever in repetitions of their past. In some of the cases I've seen Mim work, a persons guilt seems to affect their abilities. In Ivy's case she somehow 'attached' herself to you instead of moving into the light of eternity. I think Watson is her unfinished business. She doesn't feel she can move on until she finishes this. Whatever 'this' is for her. I think she's done making you ill Love. If she comes back we can find out more. In the mean time any more questions?" She smiled lovingly at him and ran the back of her fingers down his cheek.

"No…I don't think so right now. Thanks." He smiled back at her. He somehow felt less tired and gently stroked her back.

"Your welcome I'm sure. Headache's gone you say?" Lainy purred to him and slid her right hand down his chest with her fingernails lightly stroking his skin through his sweatshirt and down his thigh. She nuzzled his chest.

"Yup. You seem to have plans?" He murmured as he turned onto his side to face her.

"I do Gunny. Are you OK with that or do I wait?" She kissed him very gently on the lips then his chin. Her beautiful emerald eyes gazed up at him in question.

"I think I'd like to try. Side's a little sore still, maybe we got to be creative?" He let his voice drift off into a whisper as his mouth found hers.

"Creativity is my strong suit…"

She wrapped her arms around his neck and their lips met gently at first. Just a quick brush and they gazed into each others eyes. Gibbs eyes darkened to a deep cobalt blue. He pressed his body into hers full length, sliding his left leg over hers they arched their hips and turned slightly so Lainy was half under him. Lainy moaned into his mouth as she felt his growing erection.

The powerful link she had always felt to him opened all the way. It was the reason she had already been on the road when the call from the ER came. She knew. Jethro received her, he always did. It was like they knew what each other needed. She sought his mouth, the taste of him was addictive. The smell of his skin, his body, the controlled strength of his touch. Their tongues mated and stroked in each others mouths. He moved to her neck and sought the pulse point in the hollow of her throat.

Jethro nipped and sucked her skin along her shoulder. His left hand caressed her breast, her nipples hard and breasts swelling with wanting him.

They moved onto his back so Jethro could slide his arms around her. He quickly undid the clasp of her bra and then tugged her shirt and bra up and over her. It went to the floor, half draping the coffee table.

Lainy then quickly divested him of his shirts as well. She sighed in pleasure as she felt his muscular chest against hers in their close embrace. She slid her hands up into his chest hair, her nails scraped his nipples and he groaned. Her mouth now traced his strong jaw to the spot behind his ear that always drove him crazy. He groaned as she licked there and then traced his ear and down his neck to nip his throat.

Jethro arched and ground his erection against her. Lainy gasped his name and sought his mouth again. He couldn't take it, her taste was sweet and so hard to pull away from. Her scent filled him in so many ways he couldn't comprehend. The faint scent of lavender from her shampoo and soap, her own sweet musk, the taste of her skin and mouth. His hand moved down sliding in a light caress over her ribs then her abdomen.

As his hand moved lower, he pushed her sweat pants and panties off of her hip. Lainy lifted and wiggled out of them with his help. Her mouth was busy moving over the side of his neck and shoulder nipping and kissing until he had her pants completely off. After more long passionate kisses his hand slid between them again. He found her to be swollen and she cried out his name as his fingers stroked her clit increasing the pressure within her.

He moved back up over her and he held his head to the side for a moment so she could kiss and suckle his neck and throat. Lainy gladly obliged. He groaned then sighed. Lainy couldn't stand the way she throbbed. Her hips moved against him involuntarily. She heard a soft, hoarse whisper: "Oh Babe…" He took her mouth then. Lainy frantically pushed on his pants waist untying the strings of his sweat pants.

Jethro moved over the top of her in a push up, all without releasing her mouth. She quickly divested him of pants and underwear. He kicked them off to the floor. Her hand found his erection… so soft and silky and so very hard…

She moaned into his mouth as he pushed up over her again. His hand slipped briefly to touch her, she was so very hot and wet, just for him. His mind slipped, he knew he had to be in her. There was no other reality.

Lainy guided him into her opening whimpering as she did so. As he thrust into her his growl was primal. Her heat and wetness enveloped him and he knew he wouldn't last long, the need to fill her with his seed was too great.

For Lainy the sensation of him filling her made her complete. She felt his growl through her chest and body. She shuddered with need. She felt her muscles stretching to accept him, like a glove that fit only him. She cried out his name. Her body and soul were his alone.

The need to mate overwhelmed them and he began to thrust. His rhythm began slow until he knew he was able to reach to her depths, fully wet in her slick heat. He felt her nails on his ribs then his back. Lainy wrapped her legs around him, her feet pressing into his buttocks. They moved together, one mind, one body.

In a short time it wasn't enough. Jethro took her right leg and brought it up over his shoulder. The different angle brought him into contact with her highly stimulated bundle of nerves with each thrust. Lainy bit into his shoulder where it met his throat. Her orgasm was starting to overwhelm her. He felt the waves of contraction around his penis, gave a deep groan and increased his thrusts. The pounding of his cock sent Lainy over the edge with a scream of release. Jethro cried out as well and began to come, spilling his seed with each thrust of his hips. The world went away as they fused and became one.

As he came back into himself Jethro was aware he was lying heavily on his wife. He stirred and smiled to himself as he felt her arms tighten around him. Lainy had never, from their first time, allowed him to move away from her body after they made love.

She insisted that he wasn't heavy and she needed the physical and emotional feeling of connection to lessen gradually "The way the gods intended it to." He had come to not only accept this need but to enjoy the opportunity to continue to kiss her, their sated kisses so sweet with love.

Gradually he slipped free of her body and shortly after he moved off of her only to lie beside her again and gather her against him. She put her leg up over his thigh and with a happy sigh settled against his shoulder. They kissed some more and then she began to aggressively to tickle him and nip at his chest and shoulder in a playful manner.

Laughing he fought back and with a shriek Lainy rolled over and off him. They fell to the floor, Lainy giggling while she held him on top of her. Jethro thought how much he loved that giggle. He grabbed her wrists to wrestle her arms above her head.

Lainy was in excellent shape. As a Marine she worked out along side of her husband on a daily basis. But he was her beloved and it was a fact that it was more fun if she let him win! In the end she surrendered and allowed him to move her hands above her head. He held them there while the tickling ended and he began to kiss her and nuzzled her throat. She moved her hands to encircle his neck and the other to twine her fingers through his silky silver, gray and black hair.

After another interlude of tender and gentle kisses and caresses he looked smiling into her happy and dazed eyes. He loved that he was the only person who ever saw her face like this. Her lips slightly swollen, her cheeks flushed, her magnificent emerald eyes meeting his, the love in her gaze only for him.

"And?" She said softly to him.

"And I was hoping you knew how much I love you." He murmured in a gentle rumble while lowering his mouth to hers for another kiss.

"I think you just made that clear to me Marine. Are you certain how much I love you?" She sought his mouth again and kissed him lingeringly.

After another long, deep kiss he drew back. "Oh yeah! Oorah!" He grinned at her and returned to kissing her.