Disclaimer: Ok, I do not own NCIS or the song used. Once again, a Carrie Underwood song. It seemed fitting, and she's what's on the ipod at the moment (I listen to about every type of music fyi).
This is my attempt of a fluff chapter….sorry if it stinks.
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Things had been quiet between Bella and Tim. She had asked him not to come by the past couple days without an explanation as to why. Surprised and a little hurt, Tim agreed knowing that she would tell him why when she was ready. Getting ready to leave for home, he found a small note with her handwriting on it. 'I would love to see you around seven. Bells~'
Stopping at the front door, another note was taped to it. 'Come on in. I'm out on the expanded deck.' What is she up to?
Wandering out to the extended deck, Bella was sitting on a small version of a piano. He had never noticed it before, then again, she had always kept a cloth over it so he had always assumed it was a table of sorts.
Her head snaps up hearing the footsteps, her green eyes shinning. "Hey handsome."
Smiling at her, he gestures to the piano, "I'm confused, what's going on?"
Biting her bottom lip nervously, she looks away staring at the piano. "well…I wrote you something."
"Really?" he asks curiously.
"Yea." Her cheeks flush pink as she looks away, "But I haven't played in a while and you know, I don't think it's going to sound right."
She's cute when she's flustered. Sensing her nervousness, he moves to lightly lean against the piano. "Could I hear it? I'm sure it sounds great."
Her fingers move across the piano keys and a soft music fills the air before it starts to pick up. Her voice soon follows, soft as the keys had been before growing more confident:
I've never been the kind that you'd call lucky
Always stumbling' around in circles
But I must have stumbled into something
Look at me
Am I really alone with you
I wake up feeling like my life's worth living
Can't recall when I last felt that way
Guess it must be all this love you're giving
Never knew never knew it could be like this
But I guess
Some hearts
They just get all the right breaks
Some hearts have the stars on their side
Some hearts
They just have it so easy
Some hearts just get lucky sometimes
Some hearts just get lucky, lucky sometimes
Now who'd have thought someone like you could love me
You're the last thing my heart expected
Who'd have thought I'd ever find somebody
Someone who, someone who makes me feel like this
Well I guess
Some hearts
They just get all the right breaks
Some hearts have the stars on their side
Some hearts,
They just have it so easy
Some hearts just get lucky sometimes
Some hearts just get lucky sometimes
Even hearts like mine
Get lucky, lucky sometimes
Some hearts
They just get all the right breaks
Some hearts have the stars on their side
Some hearts,
They just have it so easy
Some hearts just get lucky sometimes
The keys fade and a few moments pass before the silence gets to her. She sighs and hangs her head. "Like I said, I didn't know how it was going to sound."
"Bells, that was perfect." Tim sits beside her on the piano seat, "How long have you been writing that?"
Blushing as she looks at him, "The past couple days. I had Ziva helping me with the music after work."
"That's why you said that I couldn't stay over? You were working on this?"
"Yea. I didn't mean to upset you, but I didn't want you to hear it when it wasn't done."
"Bells, I can never stay mad at you. It's just not possible." Standing up, he holds his hand out for hers, "come on, let's get inside. It's getting cold out here."
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The light from the fireplace illuminates the blanket-covered lovers sitting on the floor, Tim leaning against the couch and Bella in between his legs. Lying back against his chest, "The rain ruins going out to the park tomorrow. What do you want to do instead?"
Snaking an arm around her waist, "How about we just stay in tomorrow?"
A small smile graces her face, "Just the two of us?"
"Just the two of us. We can lie in bed or curl up in front of the fire watching movies, or whatever else you want to do."
"Sounds perfect," Bella whispers, snuggling into his chest. She hated storms, but she always felt safe in his arms.
Holding her close to him, both comfortable with the silence: content, just being wrapped in each other's arms.
-Flashback-
Tim is sitting at home on the phone with his dad. "So Timothy, how is that young girl of yours doing?"
"Bella is doing fine dad."
"Well, what's the verdict with her?"
"What do you mean dad?"
"Tim, don't play dumb with me. I'm just curious if we should plan for a wedding."
"Dad!" Tim exclaims surprised.
"Your mother and I saw the two of you on Thanksgiving. The two of you were so wrapped in each other I don't think you would have noticed if we had left."
"Dad, it's not that simple. Bella-Bella's been through a lot and I don't know-." He pauses, "how did you know with mom."
"When I realized that I couldn't live without her. I knew being in the navy I would eventually get stationed somewhere else and I wasn't going to leave her behind. You have to ask yourself Tim if Bella got transferred and left, would you feel like you were missing your other half or that you couldn't live without her. If that's the case, well then the rest is up to you."
-End Flashback-
As soon as he hung up with his father, Tim already had in his mind what he was going to do. The past few days without having her near him solidified his decision. Leaning his head against hers, he inhales the scent he has gotten to love.
Her bright green eyes look up at him, "Is everything alright?"
Smiling down at her, he nods as he kisses her temple. "Everything is fine Bells." Yes, he had already made up his mind. Now all he had to do was talk to Gibbs.
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Okie dokie. I hope to be wrapping up this story soon, but I am going to do a sequel…as soon as I think of a name lol.
I should have a poll up on my profile, not sure if it's working or not.
Well, feedback is loved, as you know. Hope you liked it.