A/N: So this is another little Sammy's pregnant fic. Sammy had a restless night and because she was up on and off all night Gibbs was too so they're both a little tired. Cuteness ensues. Also poor Gibbs gets a little worried about Sammy and apparently he's kinda useless when he's worried. I think that's everything so enjoy!

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Bad Day

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Sammy was having a bad day. She woke up to a decent backache and after breakfast she developed a wicked case of heartburn. She was going to push through it and go to work anyway but after being persuaded by Gibbs she decided she wouldn't be able to get any work done at the office and it' was better to just stay home and rest.

So now she found herself laying on the couch watching TV, a glass of milk sitting within her reach on the coffee table beside a tube of soda crackers. She was propped up on various pillows and such but still not super comfortable. She wanted Gibbs to come home faster but Gibbs was at work, getting done what need to get done and such and wouldn't be home for a while. She sighed and shifted, attempting to relieve some of the pressure on her back before taking a small sip of milk and grabbing a couple crackers, starting to munch on them one at a time.

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Gibbs sat at his desk, trying to get something done but not getting very far on anything. He was worried about Sammy, when he had left that morning she wasn't feeling so great and he really wanted to get back to her but he knew he needed to get work done. He sighed and pulled himself up, heading for the coffee cart down the hall, he usually didn't drink the coffee there but he didn't want to go too far from work, just in case Sammy needed him and called. After retrieving a cup of coffee he sat back down at his desk and tried to finish the report he was working on. He finished the coffee before he finished the sentence he was typing out and when he got up to get another cup Tony stopped him.

"Go home," Tony said calmly.

"What?" Gibbs asked, caught off guard.

"Go home," Tony repeated, "You're worried about Sammy and you're not getting anything done here besides cleaning out the coffee cart and you don't even like that coffee."

Gibbs gave Tony a funny look, was he actually taking charge and sending him home.

"I have to get that report done before I leave," Gibbs protested.

"I'm serious," Tony said, standing up and taking the cup from Gibbs' hand, "Go home, you keep reading the same sentence over and over and I know you're not getting that done. Do it tomorrow, it's not going anywhere."

Gibbs was going to protest again but gave up with a sigh, turning and grabbing his jacket from the back of his chair.

"Call me if you need me," Gibbs said, walking around Tony to the elevator.

"Will do," Tony said, not completely meaning it but humouring Gibbs.

The elevator doors closed and when they opened again Gibbs headed straight for his challenger. He slid into the driver's side and clicked his seat belt into place as he turned the key in the ignition, pulling out of the parking lot and heading for home.

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When Gibbs got home he found Sammy asleep on the couch. He sat down on the edge of the couch and gently brushed her bangs away from her face. He wanted to know how she was feeling but didn't want to wake her. Sammy helped him with that a little, waking up when she sensed him there.

"Hey," Sammy mumbled with a yawn, rubbing her eyes, "Shouldn't you be at work?"

"I wasn't getting anything done," Gibbs said softly, "I was too worried about you."

Sammy moved so she was sitting up, leaning against the arm rest.

"Are you feeling better?" Gibbs asked softly, gently placing a hand on Sammy's pregnant tummy.

"A little, the heartburn's dying down a bit but my back is still really sore," Sammy said, yawning again.

"I think I have help that a little," Gibbs said with a smile as he leaned down a placed a soft kiss on Sammy's lips, "Sit tight, I'll be right back."

Gibbs headed up to their room and changed into a pair of soft pj bottoms and an old t-shirt. He grabbed a bottle of vanilla lotion off the dresser as he headed out of the room and back down to where he had left Sammy. When he walked back into the living room he couldn't help but smile, Sammy was sitting where he has left her but was leaning her head on the back of the couch, asleep again. He set the bottle of lotion on the coffee table as he sat down on the edge of the couch.

"Honey," Gibbs said, gently cupping Sammy cheek and rubbing his thumb across the part of her cheek his hand wasn't covering.

Sammy leaned into Gibbs' touch but wouldn't open her eyes.

"Come on," Gibbs said, cupping her other cheek with his free hand, "Honey wake up."

"What?" Sammy whined as she sat up a bit and opened her eyes.

"For starters sleeping like that isn't going to help you back, but if you turn around I'll give you a massage," Gibbs said, hoping Sammy would take him up on the offer.

"Ok," Sammy said with a yawn.

She moved so she was sitting normally on the couch and waited for Gibbs to get comfortable. Gibbs sat with his back against the opposite armrest, his left leg up on the couch and his right leg over the edge and leaned over to grab the bottle of lotion from the table before motioning Sammy over. She sat between his legs, her back in his reach.

"Do you have an elastic?" Gibbs asked as he gently finger combed through Sammy's hair.

Sammy held up her right arm in response and waited for Gibbs to pull the hair elastic off her wrist before setting her arm back down.

Gibbs slid the elastic down onto his own wrist then got to work pulling Sammy's hair into a loose French braid. When he got to the end he secured it with the elastic then gently placed the braid over her left shoulder. He slid the straps of her bra and tank top off her shoulders then pumped some of the lotion into his hand. He rubbed his hands together a bit to warm up the lotion then started to rub it into Sammy's neck and shoulders. As Gibbs' ministrations on her neck and shoulders loosened up her muscles Sammy started to dose off. Gibbs noticed as Sammy leaned forward a little more that she had fallen asleep but didn't stop his massage, he finished up her shoulders and slid her straps back to their original spots then gently hiked up the back of tank top before pumping more lotion into his hand. Once her back was finished he reached around and gently rubbed the excess lotion into her tummy, smiling when the baby moved, sensing he was there. He pulled Sammy's tank down and gently pulled her back a bit so she was leaning back on him. He gently wrapped his arms around her tummy and buried his nose in her hair. Sammy snuggled back into him a little and turned, positioning her head in the crook of his neck. When Gibbs started affectionately rubbing Sammy's tummy she wrapped her fingers around his wrist and moved his hand down to a sore spot where she was having growing pains. Gibbs understood what she wanted and started smaller firmer circles there to help rub out the ache.

Gibbs started to dose off but felt his back protest at him staying in the same position he was in. He gently shifted Sammy so he could pick her up, sliding an arm under her legs and another around her back; he slowly stood up and headed for their room. When he walked in he gently laid Sammy on the bed and pulled the covers over her before crawling in beside her and pulling her close. It didn't take long before the exhaustion built up from the restless night they'd had sank in and he fell into a peaceful sleep.

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Sammy woke up a couple hours later feeling the best she had all day. She made to get up but Gibbs tightened his grip on her a little. She gently rubbed Gibbs arm trying to wake him up enough to make him let her go.

"Gibbs, I have to go pee, let go please," She said softly, trying to wiggle out of his grip.

"Hmm," Gibbs mumbled as he rolled over and fell back to sleep.

Sammy slowly pushed herself up and slid off the bed. She headed to the washroom, when she was finished she headed back to the bedroom and sat on the bed as she looked at the clock, it read 5:00pm. She decided it was time to wake Gibbs up and eat dinner. She crawled further onto the bed and sat next to Gibbs.

"Gibbs, sweetie, you should wake up, it's 5," Sammy said softly as she rubbed his back a bit.

"Hmm," Gibbs mumbled again as he rolled back over and rested his head in Sammy's lap.

"Come on," Sammy said, shaking him a little, "Wake up."

"Wha?" Gibbs asked as he rubbed his eyes and sat up,

"We should eat, it's 5pm," Sammy repeated softly.

"Ok," Gibbs said with a yawn, "Are you feeling any better?"

"Yeah, I think maybe I just didn't get enough sleep last night," Sammy said, gently rubbing her now rather round tummy.

Gibbs planted a soft kiss on Sammy's lips.

"Got any ideas for dinner?" He asked softly before kissing her again.

Sammy giggled a kissed him back before mumbling, "If you keep that up I'm not gonna be able to think of anything."

Gibbs smiled and crawled off the bed, moving to Sammy's side and holding out his hands to help her up. Sammy took them and let Gibbs pull her to her feet. Once Sammy was standing he wrapped his arm around her waist and they headed down to the kitchen to start dinner.

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An hour and a half later Sammy and Gibbs sat on the couch, Sammy's head resting on Gibbs' chest, his arms around her. Their plates from a dinner of pasta and broccoli discarded on the table and a movie playing on the TV, though they weren't paying much attention to it. Both were content just being with each other.

When the credits scrolled across the screen 2 hours later Sammy was lightly dosing on Gibbs' chest, still tired after the 3 hour nap they had taken a few hours earlier. Gibbs let her dose, knowing the pregnancy tired her out; he was completely content just sitting on the couch holding her.

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The End