AN: I got the idea of the smell, while I was walking around Myer in Sydney on Christmas Eve. The perfume lady sprayed some perfume my way and it smelled like apple. And that's where this idea sprung from. This is my favourite Gibbs one.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the perfume. I can't give credit to the inventor, coz I can't remember who it was by.
Gibbs – perfume.
Shannon never wore perfume. She smelt beautiful just the way she was.
All three of his ex wives wore it. He hated the smell of all three.
But when he smelt her, he instantly loved it. It smelt like a green apple.
She had worn it all the time as an agent. And it was no different when she had become Director. He could always tell where she had been or was, as the smell floated through the air.
It was the same in Paris – the last night they had made love before she left him – the room smelt like apple for days after.
Whenever he ate green apples it reminded him of her.
As he stood waiting her, today was no different; he knew she was there before anyone else did as the apple scented perfume floated down the aisle. He watched her step out of the car in a beautiful white dress.
He stood proudly at the end with his best man and priest waiting for her to walk down the aisle to him, for her to become the fifth Mrs Gibbs. But only the second Mrs Gibbs her truly ever loved.
Finished.
Thanks for the reviews
There will be a TIVA one coming up. I may post the lst chapter tomorrow. Or I may wait and may you sweat.