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Two
Gibbs was in his basement working on his boat, well pretending to work on his boat would have been more the right choice of word. He needed some time alone, Hollis was driving him nuts; it was as if the woman only thought 'bout one thing, and it involved her and him in a horizontal position.
Normally Gibbs would have loved it, but too much was too much and to be honest sex with Hollis Mann wasn't really mind blowing. On the contrary and it wasn't as if she was inventive either, and it needed to be all for her, she didn't really care about what he wanted or liked. In complete opposition with Abby.
His thoughts drifted to her, it had been a month since he'd broken her heart and he still cursed himself for that what had he done. Abby had tried to warn him, and so had Tony, but he hadn't listened... And where was he now? He was trying to avoid the woman he was with. She was a real plague. When she was in a room nothing counted anymore but her, she loved to be bossy around everyone. Hollis Mann was getting under his skin.
He needed to get rid of her. As if someone had read his mind, he heard something that just gave a reason to break up with her. Mann was once snooping in is stuff again and according to the fact that he was hearing Kelly playing piano, and Shannon talking as well, it meant she had been nosing around because he had put it in an envelope and sealed it.
Taking the steps two at a time, he stopped in front of his bedroom door which was ajar, he reach out and pushed the door open further.
"You can't help yourself, can you?" Jethro said calmly.
Hollis jumped. "Jethro! I was just..."
He could her off "... interfering in someone else's business, as usual..."
"I was just curious..." She started.
"Sure and no one has taught you to read I guess? If I'm not mistaken the envelope you're holding is labeled Private Property of Leroy Jethro Gibbs, isn't it?"
"Yes, but..."
"Now, Lt. Colonel, Hollis Mann, you are going to take all your stuff and get out of here, out of my house, out of my life, and I hope you'll never cross my path again. You are such a self-centered woman; I can't even start to understand how I let myself be manipulated by you like this. No wonder you can't keep a man in your life. And a little advice you'd better go find a school that teaches a class on how to have sex and sign up for the course." He told her extremely calmly. Which meant for whoever knew him that the best thing to do was to leave without a word.
Outraged, Hollis let go of the envelope which dropped to the floor, and walked over to the closet, took was hers and rushed down stairs. Gibbs watched as she open his front door to finally leave his life for good, and he couldn't help but add one more thing.
"Oh I've never met anyone so full of herself before."
Visibly pissed, Mann didn't turn around and closed the door with force after her.
Gibbs took a sip of the beer that stood nearby his workplace and for a reason he couldn't explain, felt the need to turn on the radio.
A song had just finished and according to radio host, it had been "Georgia Rain" performed by country singer Trisha Yearwood. The name vaguely said something to Gibbs but he couldn't place her anywhere.
The song that was about to begin was called "I need you now" performed by Lady Antebellum.
The first piano notes started and flashes of moments he had spent with Abby started to spin through his mind. He smiled as he remembered one particular encounter between them: he was standing at the very same place, sanding wood and Abby had come up behind him, snaking her arms around his waist and her head leaned against his back.
Letting go of his sanding tool, he moved, Abby took a step backward so he would have some more room to turn and face her as he had done so, she let her arms snake around his waist again, and Gibbs took her face in his hands leaned forward, and place a sweet, tender kiss on the tip of her nose. Gibbs smiled at her, as she looked in his icy blue ones, her emerald ones shifted to his lips then, only to meet his blue eyes again, an invitation for Gibbs to kiss Abby. One kiss turned into two, three, followed by a more passionate one that left them both breathless which resulted in a love making session in the basement.
SSA Leroy Jethro Gibbs realized then that he missed her. He missed her touch, the feeling of her skin against his. He missed the gravely sound of her voice. To sum it all up, he missed everything about her.
How could he ever think that he would have been better for him not to be with her? As the song went on Gibbs realized just how stupid he had been.
Picture perfect memories, scattered all around the floor.
Reaching for the phone cause, I can't fight it any more.
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind.
For me it happens all the time.
It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now.
I said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now.
And I don't know how I can do without, I just need you now.
Another shot of whiskey, can't stop looking at the door.
Wishing you'd come sweeping in the way you did before.
And I wonder if I ever cross your mind.
For me it happens all the time.
It's a quarter after one, I'm a little drunk and I need you now.
I said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now.
And I don't know how I can do without, I just need you now.
I guess I'd rather hurt than feel nothing at all.
He had let Hollis Mann destroy them, their team. Tony refused to talk to him except if it was work related. McGee did his work without saying a word more than necessary and Ziva was stuck between all of them trying to understand everyone's point of view. And he had let her destroy them the worst of all what had happened, these past weeks.
Tony had played the big brother for Abby like every time he'd done when she'd needed it. Most of the time it was because he had done something like forget her birthday. Abby still reminded him that every single time she could. Tony had spent her birthday night with her, and had bought her a present. Gibbs had known about it because she had told him that Ducky, Ziva and McGee had come over has well... they'd spent the evening watching movies.
Gibbs still didn't get why he had forgotten her birthday that year, but that wasn't important anymore, what was, was that he had and that Tony had been there for her, and he was grateful for that though he would never admit it to DiNozzo.
Another scene flashed through his mind then.
Abby trapped in Otto, the car who ended up being a murder weapon, he'd existed the elevator holding his coffee in one hand about to ask her if she'd found something when he saw her calling for help, she was locked in the car. He dropped his coffee which splashed on the floor as he rang to the car trying to open the door, without success, he then ran to press the emergency button, and took the fire extinguisher, at the sound of the alarm going off, McGee who was listening to the music that was on the victim's laptop turned around just in time to see Gibbs break the window of the car, door switch off the safety locks of the 'mad car', and run to the other side of it, and open the car, holding Abby in his arms to get her out of it.
Gibbs would never ever forget that day; he'd thought he would lose when he couldn't open the door of the car. His life without Abby would have made any sense anymore.
His life without Abby in it as his other half wasn't making any sense.
Gibbs dropped his sanding tool, and ran up the stairs; on his way to his front door he grabbed his car keys. He had to win her back. He had to ask her for forgiveness and convince her that he still loved her, and that he actually had never stopped loving her.
As he was driving to her place all he could think of was how those weeks without her had been a waste of time.
TBC...