NCIS -- You go, I go [1/6]
You go, I go
Author: AbbyGibbs
Disclaimers: Well, I do not own them and that is unfair - they again belong to DPB! Why does he always have to own the best shows and the best characters? Could someone explain that to me? His characters are always suffering too much. So, I have decided to borrow them for a little while, the length of a story, but I promise to give them back though I really wish I could keep them for myself.
Classification: Romance, drama, hurt/comfort.
Pairing: Gibbs/Abby
Rating: T (+13)
Spoilers: none
Summary: Gibbs decides to leave, not really thinking about the consequences of his actions.
Author's note: I write this story in the first place for myself, because I miss the old days of NCIS… Where Tony and Ziva where still there, no add of new agents, that I can't really seem to like no matter how much I try. I'm really disappoint about what's happening with NCIS, which I considered the best show ever made on TV until Michael Weatherly's departure. Now thinking that Mark Harmon is leaving, the show is over me in that case. How can they think that it's still going to work after he's gone? No. They also said they wouldn't replace Michael and what happened, they added three new agents that don't do it for me sorry,
No Quinn, Torres or Reeves in here. Don't like don't read.
But these are only my thoughts about it. I hope those who like my writing and support me for so long will like this one.
Warning: This is un-beta'd
Thanks to Mark Harmon, Pauley Perrette, Michael Weatherly, Cote de Pablo, Sean Murray, David McCallum and all the other for giving life to the wonderful characters of NCIS.
Feedbacks: well, I'd love them, of course - who wouldn't? But please, only if you respect my work because it takes a lot of time and energy to get a story together. I love writing; I wouldn't allow anyone to discourage me from doing so, never. I don't have any problems at all with readers who choose not to go for this, but I decidedly do with those who write disrespectful mails just because they didn't get the ending they would have wanted. If you want to tell me what I might have done better within the story I made up, you're always very welcome to let me know. But if your only concern is to rant about it, then please, do it in private, okay? Thank you.
Chapter one
Some alone time
There's a knock on the door. Gibbs watches it for a few moments before he finally decides to stand up to open it.
"Abbs?"
"Can I come in?"
Gibbs doesn't say a word, he simply steps aside to let her enter.
Abby Sciuto looks at him and Gibbs can tell she's nervous. She wants to say something and her month opens to do so, he can see it, but no word comes out. Gibbs watches her pace restlessly for a few more instants before he says:
"Say what you have to say, Abby." He says, making her halt her movement and her head snap up.
"Huh?"
"Say the words, Abbs, if you have something to say, just say it."
"Well it's more like a question, really. An assumption maybe."
"Ask your question then."
"You are thinking of leaving, aren't you?"
Gibbs hadn't expected Abby to ask him that, particular question.
"What makes you think that?"
"Because, Gibbs I've known you for a very long time, and I know when you try to hide something from us, well, in this case from me in particular, I guess."
The NCIS team leader wondered briefly if he had lost his still of hiding things from people he cared about, but Abby wasn't like any other person he cared about, she was very sensitive and they've always had a special bound but he hadn't expected her to see right through his well-placed emotionless face. He was probably getting old or was it something else? Could it be that he wanted her to know his intentions?
Did he want her to stop him from doing something he might regret later? Gibbs, suddenly wondered. He wasn't sure of anything anymore. In the first place, he wanted to leave because, had already lost too many friends and agents because of the job, dying in the line of duty. He'd put so many bad people behind bars and with that helping families to understand why their loves ones had to die.
He was left with the scars and the guilt, he hadn't been able to stop the deaths from happening, it the main reason why he hadn't start anything with the woman standing in front of him. Every woman, every man, he had ever cared about, ended up being killed. Diane, Kate, Shannon, Jenny, Ziva, Mike, Pacci, Dorneget, Langer, Cassidy, Maci, Lee, though Lee's a different story. They all died.
He didn't want anyone to die for him or on his watch anymore. He had enough of it, Gibbs couldn't explain why, all he knew what that he has to take a break of everything a bit like Tony was doing, though the man left because he has a daughter to take care of now.
Gibbs wanted to spend some quiet time, preferably in the mountains, he needed to some alone time to think about what he really wanted to do with his life.
Abby's voice brought him back to reality. "There's no need to deny it, Gibbs."
As a response to her question the man sighed heavily walking to the kitchen to pick out two bears, took the top of both the bottles and handed one to Abby when he came to stand in front of her.
Not answering right away he first brought the bottle neck to his lips and took big gulp of the light brown granular liquid, before finding some courage to tell his friend and college that she was indeed right about his intentions.
When he looked at her after he'd put the bottle on the coffee table, Abigail Sciuto felt her heart break into zillion pieces, she knew then, that, her worst fear was about to become reality. Leroy Jethro Gibbs, the man she admired the most. The man she considered a hero, the man she loved in secret for so many years was leaving her. Well his job, but in Abby's mind it was as if he was leaving her.
"Yeah, I'm leaving. At least for a while, Abbs, I've doing this job for too long already. But we'll always be friends and we'll stay in touch, I promise."
"Don't…" she stopped him firmly raising her hands up.
"Abbs…" Gibbs started to say, but stopped himself from going any further, when he saw the despair shine in her eyes."
"I you go, Gibbs, I swear to god, I'm going too. I'm not saying and work for NCIS without you."
"Abby…" He sighed her name for the second time this evening.
He then took his bottle of bear from the coffee table and took another gulp from it as it thought that he should have left the moment the thought had entered his mind without thinking or turning back for that matter, but something had stopped him from doing just that and the reason was standing right in front of him now.
"No, Gibbs, seriously, you go, I go, it's as simple as that. And I think I won't be the only one leaving if you do."
"Ok, ok, I get it. And I suppose it wouldn't be a nice thing to do to NCIS." He said smirking lightly.
"I'm not sure the Director would be very happy if all the member of his best team ever were to leave, no." Abby answered seriously.
"But I really need some alone time, Abby."
"I know, Gibbs," She told him, closing the gap between them to be able to hug him tightly. He response was to put his free arm around her. Still holding his bear bottle in his other hand.
Neither of them knew how long they stay like this in each other's arms and they didn't really care. After Abby disentangled herself from the embrace, she looked at the man in front of her for a long moment, then leaned forward and brushed her lips against his before she left.
TBC…
Note#2: sorry for the grammar and spelling mistakes, grammar seems to hate me, I know, I make mistakes, but there is also something else I know: lots of people makes mistakes and definitely when it is not their mother tongue, I know, you guys mean well, but some comments can hurt. I at least try, you can't take that away from me.
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