Title: Sour
Rating: T to be safe
Spoilers: Hiatus I & II
Author's Note: From Chirugal's Hiatus Week 11 prompt "Sour".
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except what I write. NCIS and all its characters, plots, and quotes are all Mr. Bellisario's…I just play with them every now and then.
Sugar. If she could just get enough sugar into her system, she'd never have to sleep. No sleep, no dreams. No more seeing Gibbs blown up (sometimes knowing all the forensic details made life really horrible). No more feeling his finger laid across her lips, his lips pressed to her cheek, silencing her with their own special touch-language. No more watching him walk away.
But the sweetness of the lollipops was too much, even for her. Her Caf-Pows were sickly sweet, too, but there was...something that made it bearable. Maybe it was who brought them.
She opened a bag of Sour Patch Kids and selected a green one, guaranteed to make anyone's mouth pucker. Biting its head off, she winced as the sourness hit her tongue.
Maybe she could blame her tears on them.