Author's Note:
Your response to the last chapter was so overwhelming... that I couldn't resist updating this story... today.
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Gibbs was agitated, unable to sit still despite the throbbing in his head. The nausea wasn't subsiding and he still felt weak every time he tried to get to his feet. This was his fourth attempt to get out of bed and the dizziness that assailed him almost had him hitting the floor head first. Luckily his doctor walked in followed by a nurse and wordlessly helped him back into bed.
"Sandra, arrange a sponge bath for Agent Gibbs, now." The doctor ordered.
"I don't..." Gibbs gasped as the doctor shone his penlight torch in his eyes.
"You do. You are perspiring, short of breath, no doubt nauseous, in pain and highly irritated. You are too unstable to risk taking into the bathroom. So you will have a soothing sponge bath followed by a mild sedative to help you relax."
"I don't want..." Gibbs tried again.
"Agent Gibbs, I have Dr Mallard, your medical proxy's permission as well as Director Sheppard's permission to administer any treatment I see fit. Now you can be awake for the sponge bath, or Sandra can sedate you now and then give it to you."
"Get my release papers ready."
"They will be ready. Tomorrow morning and only if I feel you are fit to leave. Sandra proceed, and if he gives you any hassles, let me know." That said the doctor left the room.
Gibbs wanted to glare, shout and lash out. But he admitted that he felt like crap. Still gasping for breath he leaned back against the pillows and closed his eyes. He heard Sandra moving around the bed. He felt her lifting his blankets.
"Agent Gibbs, I need you to turn to your side so that I can help you out of your gown."
Gibbs rolled onto his side and allowed her to help him out of the sweat soaked gown. He was naked now, just the thin towel draped across his midriff. He laid back, eyes closed as he let her run the warm, wet cloth across his face, neck, chest, torso and arms. She worked down the front of his body, before asking him to turn to his side.
He admitted that he felt calmer somehow. Sighing he waited for the nurse to start on his back.
Jenny walked in at this moment and stopped to stare at Gibbs' back. He was on his side, his breathing deep. The nurse looked at her and made to talk, when Jenny indicated that she shouldn't. Silently, she walked further into the room and placed her bag on the visitor's chair. She took the warm, wet cloth from the nurse's hand and indicated that she should step leave. The nurse smiled and did as requested. Jenny lifted the cloth and ran it slowly down, from Gibbs' neck to his hips that were covered by the towel. She placed her hand on his shoulder and he tensed. She gently kneaded his tight muscles. Moments later he sighed, the tension easing from his body. She ran the cloth repeatedly over his back, in small circles, as she continued kneading his shoulders. Her hand moved up to his neck and she worked to loosen the knots that bunched where his neck joined his shoulder.
He moaned as she hit a particularly sensitive spot. She soothed him, her rubbing turning to caressing. She dipped the cloth back into the warm water and moved to his feet. Gently she stroked the cloth up to his thighs, pausing at his butt.
"Jen....." he murmured and she stopped.
She wasn't sure if he was just murmuring her name involuntarily in his drowsy state or whether he knew she was there.
"Jen... don't stop." He murmured.
"Jethro, you knew it was me?" She asked moving around the bed to look at him.
"I would know your scent anywhere Jen." He murmured his eyes heavy with sleep.
Jenny ran her hand lovingly over his head. She leaned for to kiss his brow. Smiling she moved back and finished sponge bathing him. She helped him into a clean gown that was lying on the edge of this bed. Once he was settled she sat down on the bed next to him and caressed his cheek.
"Feeling better?" she asked.
The nurse returned before he could answer. But Jenny could see the play of emotions in his eyes. His body was relaxed, but his thoughts were in a whirl. The nurse administered the medication including the mild sedative before leaving the room.
Jenny leaned forward and placed her fingertips against Gibbs's temples. Lightly, delicately she moved her fingers in a circular motion.
"Sleep, Jethro." She whispered as she continued massaging his head. He looked at her, looked like he wanted to say something, but instead he closed his eyes and let her touch sooth him. Jenny felt tears well up and choke her. He was so beautiful and touching him in this caring and completely none sexual way, seemed more intimate to her then all the times they had been in bed together. He was letting her see his weakness and he was letting her take care of him.
Her Jethro was consciously letting his guard down. Moments later his breathing got deeper and Jenny knew that he was asleep. She removed her hands and stroked his brow.
She stayed with him, feeling closer to him than ever.
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The team sat in the bullpen finishing their reports when Abby came bounding in.
"I thought you were going to stay with Gibbs for the next few hours." Ziva said.
"I don't need to."
"Don't tell me he checked himself out. Damn it." Tony complained standing and grabbing his jacket.
"Hang on Tony. He's still in the hospital."
"Then one of us should be with him." McGee said.
"And one of us is." Abby smiled.
"Is Dr Mallard with him?" Ziva asked.
"No, but Director Sheppard is." Abby smiled.
"Oh, we better get over there before they bite each other's heads off." Tony again stood and took his jacket.
"When I checked in on them, he was sleeping peacefully and she was curled up in the seat next to him, her hand in his." Abby said. "It was so cute, look."
Abby passed her phone around to show the team.
"They're working things out?" McGee questioned.
"Isn't it wonderful?" Abby said.
"It's about time." Ziva said.
"People!" Tony growled. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves here. Gibbs is on some very strong meds and Jenny is pregnant. Neither one is thinking clearly so this could just be a freak occurrence." Tony said earning a slap on the arm from Abby.
"I thought you would be happy for them." Ziva said.
"Of course I will be once we get proof that they have worked things out." Tony said.
"Proof, just what do you intend doing, Tony?" McGee asked, dread written all over his face.
"Gibbs will be discharged tomorrow." Tony smirked.
"Yes." Ziva prompted.
"He will be on sick leave for at least a week."
"What's your point Tony?" McGee asked.
"Someone will have to keep an eye on him."
"You're right; one of us will have to stay with him." Abby said.
"No."
"What do you mean 'no' Tony." Ziva asked.
"We will not have to stay with him, it Jenny insists that he stay with her."
"Brilliant, Tony." Abby hugged him tight. "How do we get Jenny to invite him to stay over?"
"More importantly, how do we get him to accept her invitation?" McGee asked.
"Leave that up to Tony and me." Ziva smile wickedly at Tony. He raised an eyebrow and grinned back.
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Author's Note:
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The next chapter sees Gibbs discharged for sure....
And Tony and Ziva work Gibbs and Jenny...
Will Jenny insist Gibbs stay with her...? Will he accept?
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