NCIS -- You go, I go [2/3]
I know the start of this fic, isn't really been the best, but I needed to write something and try to ease my state of mind. Which didn't really work, apparently. God knows for what reason, I'm not feeling right and sad. I guess and hope it will be over soon. I'm doing the best I can with what I have and I'm starting to wonder why.
I would like to remind you guys that this is a Abby/Gibbs fic, you've been warned. If you don't like the idea of Abby and Gibbs being together in a relationship in a romantic way, don't read this! I repeat don't read! The rating has now changed to M, don't blame it on me, blame it on them. Abby and Gibbs took over from me. LOL
Sorry for the delay, it wasn't mine point, and I definitely, didn't want it to go the way it went cause I'm never sure when I write those scenes, but apparently that's where it wanted to go so, here it is. I hope you guys won't find it too horrible…
Chapter Two
Deciding
Alone in the cabin, his father left to him after he died, Gibbs wondered what to do. Did he really want to quit NCIS? Or was it simply something he thought, he should do? It wasn't going to be an easy decision to make. And if he did quit, would Abby quit as well? What he didn't understand was why she would even consider it. It's not as if she wasn't well paid or that she didn't get along we her colleagues. So, why would she even want to leave her job? There were too many thoughts swirling in his head right now.
A shower that's what he needed. A shower would help him clear his thoughts.
Before coming up here, he'd known exactly what he wanted and now… if only Abby hadn't come to see him, right before he left. Then… then it would've been simpler, he would have written a letter to them, he'd have placed it on his desk, they'd all read it while he would have been gone already.
And now… Now his head was full of doubts.
Gibbs pushed the covers aside and sat on the bed, ran his fingers through his short gray hair and sighed heavily. He stood, and walked towards the bathroom. Once he was there, he took of his T-shirt and boxers and looked at his face in the mirror, he felt a wave of sadness overwhelm him. What was happening to him? Since when did he look so old? It was time for him to do something with was left of his life, he just hoped he would spend the rest of his days alone.
A few moments later, he stood in the shower, his right hand flat against the wall, as his body was bend forwards and the hot water rolled town his back, legs and feet. His eyes closed, when did things become so complicated? Gibbs had no idea.
Had he let his life pass by without realizing it? When he'd married Shannon, he'd always thought they'd have three or four kids, grow old and die together in their sleep. Little did he know that life had other plans for him. When his wife and daughter were killed he'd wanted to commit suicide and after those thoughts finally vanished from his mind he wanted vengeance. He entered NIS thanks to Mike Franks. After a while he finally got to know the name of the person who'd killed the two most important persons in his like, a name he'd never forget: Pedro Hernandez. He'd ended killing him, sure he was dead now and the man wouldn't ever hurt anyone again, but Kelly and Shannon weren't coming back. The emptiness left by their deaths would never ever leave him. Something he hadn't known back then.
***
Abigail Sciuto was visibly worried. What if Gibbs choose not to come back? He had left once already, years ago to Mexico, sure in the end, he had come back, but Abby had this uneasy feeling that this was different. This wasn't like him. Gibbs wasn't the kind of man who'd quit, just like that.
She wanted to tell Ducky, but something stopped her from doing it. She wasn't going to be able to hold it together for long if she didn't find somebody to talk to. When had this happen? When did all those changes occurred? The world seemed to turn backwards suddenly.
If only Tony could be here.
Maybe a shower would help her clear her head so, she headed for the bathroom, turned on the light, when to her bedroom to fish some clean underwear and cloths before coming back into the bathroom to undress herself. Once she was naked she stepped into her shower cubicle and turned both warm and cold faucets at the same time, so that lukewarm water would meet her body once it comes out of the shower head. A sigh of pleasure escaped her lips as the water rolled down her body.
Yeah having a shower had been the right thing to do.
Abby could feel her body relax under the spray of water, but her thought kept running toward Gibbs. Maybe she should have told him, she had feelings for maybe then, he would have left. Who was she kidding? Did she really thing that Leroy Jethro Gibbs could reciprocate her feelings… keep dreaming, girl. What would a guy like Gibbs would want to have to do with someone like her?
She didn't want to dwell on those things any more than she needed to. She didn't want to imagine what her life would be like without Gibbs. If she did, she'd be sad and she didn't want to be. Life was already hard enough. Her life without Gibbs wasn't even an option for her. Since the first day, he entered her life there had something special between them, she couldn't explain it. The next thing she did was grabbing shampoo to watch her hair as she did so, her thought went toward Gibbs and her imagination went wild. She was in the shower in her mind but she wasn't alone anymore…
Gibbs was in the shower with her. His lips were on hers, kissing her slowly. After a few moments, of simply kissing, his tongue softly caressed her lower lips, instantly her mouth opens. Gibbs' tongue is met with hers, making them both moan at the contact. They took their time.
Their tongues were doing what their body would soon hopefully do. The kiss deepened before gradually losing in intensity to finally come to an end. Both out of breath after such an amazing kiss, her forehead pressed against his chest, she smiled, a lazy smile, while her breading slowly comes back to normal. Her left arm still snaked around his neck, she brings her right hand up and places it flat on his chest, right above his heart.
"What took you so long?"
"When you get older, your brain isn't as sharp anymore to understand the double meaning of certain things…"
"You're not that old, and your brain is quick, you just didn't want to admit to me or you yourself that you have feelings for me." She says in husky voice.
"That might be an explanation as well." He says, in the same husky tone of voice.
"Make love to me, Gibbs." She thought.
That's exactly what he did in her mind….
Abby was so lost in her fantasy that she didn't even realize that her body started to react to it. Her right hand started to slide slowly down her body toward her most intimate part. One finger slid inside and she moaned, pulling out and trusting back in and Abby moaned again. She unconsciously took a step back, so, she'd be supported by the wall behind her. She did this over and over again, imagining that it were Gibbs fingers inside as he was standing behind her. She threw her head back and grinded her hips. A second finger came to join the first, her hips grinding harder against her hand. He heartbeat increasing with each of her ministrations her mouth fell open and her eyes closed, her finger increased their rhythm and well did her the movement of her hips, she could feel her pleasure building up, that so wonderful warm feeling, it wouldn't take her long anymore.
Abby's breathing was very labored by now, and her body was tight, once twice in and out and again and she exploded and she was calling out Gibbs's name. Her orgasm was of such intensity she was glad the shower wasn't that big otherwise would have hurt herself. She let herself slide against the wall until she sat on the floor, her body still shaking and trembling, after the tremors had calm down enough, she brought her knees up, encircled her knees with her arms and finally rest her head on them.
Tears welled up in her eyes and she cried. She couldn't keep her sorrow, any longer inside.
What Abigail Sciuto didn't was that in his own shower in his house, Gibbs has experience something similar.
***
Gibbs had let his thoughts go freely, they had turned to Abby and as the water ran on his body he'd imagined her standing before him, in all her glory, she had such a marvelous body slight curves, beautiful breasts, not too big, but no too small either, she was just perfect, standing before him.
He leaned in to capture her lips, she moaned when he darted his tongue out to caress her lower lip he wanted her to open her month further for him. Which she did, their tongue then tangled together passionately.
His arms traveled along her body until their journey ended on her buttocks, he squeezed and she moaned into his mouth, lifting her a little, she encircled her legs around his waist, breaking the kiss, she gasps at the feeling of his cock rubbing slightly against her entrance.
"Gibbs, please…." Is her plea, and that's all he needs.
Gibbs shifts her weight, a little more on his left arm, while she holds him closer to her, Abby's mouth falling open when she feels him reach between them… to guide himself into her to begin a dance as old as time, rhythmed by their means and sighs…
Meanwhile Gibbs's hand has reached for his manhood and started a slow rubbing movement, it had been a while since he'd done that. The movements of his hand became faster as the images in his head become more vivid and heated, he didn't take him long to find his release, he came hard crying out Abby's name when he came. He let himself slide along his shower wall breathing heavily.
He couldn't keep going like this.
He hadn't masturbated himself for a long time, but it wasn't as if he hadn't wanted to. When he thought about the black-haired forensic scientist, his mind always ended up in the gutter lately and he really needed to find a way to get it out of it. It had been the first time, since he had sexual thoughts about Abby that he had to act physically on it.
And right now, the only solution he could see to be able to do just that was to leave NCIS. He need to resign. His decision was made.
Gibbs simply hope he would be strong enough to pull through with it. The thing was that he had to tell Vance about his decision, but he couldn't take the risk to see Abbs otherwise he was certain that his resolve wouldn't hold.
So, that's what the man did, he called the Director of NCIS to tell him, he was resigning and that he was send it in a few days. He also told Vance that there was no need to try to convince him otherwise.
It wasn't going to be easy, but Gibbs was convinced he'd made the right decision.
Or you can read here or here
I would like to remind you guys that this is a Abby/Gibbs fic, you've been warned. If you don't like the idea of Abby and Gibbs being together in a relationship in a romantic way, don't read this! I repeat don't read! The rating has now changed to M, don't blame it on me, blame it on them. Abby and Gibbs took over from me. LOL
Sorry for the delay, it wasn't mine point, and I definitely, didn't want it to go the way it went cause I'm never sure when I write those scenes, but apparently that's where it wanted to go so, here it is. I hope you guys won't find it too horrible…
Chapter Two
Deciding
Alone in the cabin, his father left to him after he died, Gibbs wondered what to do. Did he really want to quit NCIS? Or was it simply something he thought, he should do? It wasn't going to be an easy decision to make. And if he did quit, would Abby quit as well? What he didn't understand was why she would even consider it. It's not as if she wasn't well paid or that she didn't get along we her colleagues. So, why would she even want to leave her job? There were too many thoughts swirling in his head right now.
A shower that's what he needed. A shower would help him clear his thoughts.
Before coming up here, he'd known exactly what he wanted and now… if only Abby hadn't come to see him, right before he left. Then… then it would've been simpler, he would have written a letter to them, he'd have placed it on his desk, they'd all read it while he would have been gone already.
And now… Now his head was full of doubts.
Gibbs pushed the covers aside and sat on the bed, ran his fingers through his short gray hair and sighed heavily. He stood, and walked towards the bathroom. Once he was there, he took of his T-shirt and boxers and looked at his face in the mirror, he felt a wave of sadness overwhelm him. What was happening to him? Since when did he look so old? It was time for him to do something with was left of his life, he just hoped he would spend the rest of his days alone.
A few moments later, he stood in the shower, his right hand flat against the wall, as his body was bend forwards and the hot water rolled town his back, legs and feet. His eyes closed, when did things become so complicated? Gibbs had no idea.
Had he let his life pass by without realizing it? When he'd married Shannon, he'd always thought they'd have three or four kids, grow old and die together in their sleep. Little did he know that life had other plans for him. When his wife and daughter were killed he'd wanted to commit suicide and after those thoughts finally vanished from his mind he wanted vengeance. He entered NIS thanks to Mike Franks. After a while he finally got to know the name of the person who'd killed the two most important persons in his like, a name he'd never forget: Pedro Hernandez. He'd ended killing him, sure he was dead now and the man wouldn't ever hurt anyone again, but Kelly and Shannon weren't coming back. The emptiness left by their deaths would never ever leave him. Something he hadn't known back then.
***
Abigail Sciuto was visibly worried. What if Gibbs choose not to come back? He had left once already, years ago to Mexico, sure in the end, he had come back, but Abby had this uneasy feeling that this was different. This wasn't like him. Gibbs wasn't the kind of man who'd quit, just like that.
She wanted to tell Ducky, but something stopped her from doing it. She wasn't going to be able to hold it together for long if she didn't find somebody to talk to. When had this happen? When did all those changes occurred? The world seemed to turn backwards suddenly.
If only Tony could be here.
Maybe a shower would help her clear her head so, she headed for the bathroom, turned on the light, when to her bedroom to fish some clean underwear and cloths before coming back into the bathroom to undress herself. Once she was naked she stepped into her shower cubicle and turned both warm and cold faucets at the same time, so that lukewarm water would meet her body once it comes out of the shower head. A sigh of pleasure escaped her lips as the water rolled down her body.
Yeah having a shower had been the right thing to do.
Abby could feel her body relax under the spray of water, but her thought kept running toward Gibbs. Maybe she should have told him, she had feelings for maybe then, he would have left. Who was she kidding? Did she really thing that Leroy Jethro Gibbs could reciprocate her feelings… keep dreaming, girl. What would a guy like Gibbs would want to have to do with someone like her?
She didn't want to dwell on those things any more than she needed to. She didn't want to imagine what her life would be like without Gibbs. If she did, she'd be sad and she didn't want to be. Life was already hard enough. Her life without Gibbs wasn't even an option for her. Since the first day, he entered her life there had something special between them, she couldn't explain it. The next thing she did was grabbing shampoo to watch her hair as she did so, her thought went toward Gibbs and her imagination went wild. She was in the shower in her mind but she wasn't alone anymore…
Gibbs was in the shower with her. His lips were on hers, kissing her slowly. After a few moments, of simply kissing, his tongue softly caressed her lower lips, instantly her mouth opens. Gibbs' tongue is met with hers, making them both moan at the contact. They took their time.
Their tongues were doing what their body would soon hopefully do. The kiss deepened before gradually losing in intensity to finally come to an end. Both out of breath after such an amazing kiss, her forehead pressed against his chest, she smiled, a lazy smile, while her breading slowly comes back to normal. Her left arm still snaked around his neck, she brings her right hand up and places it flat on his chest, right above his heart.
"What took you so long?"
"When you get older, your brain isn't as sharp anymore to understand the double meaning of certain things…"
"You're not that old, and your brain is quick, you just didn't want to admit to me or you yourself that you have feelings for me." She says in husky voice.
"That might be an explanation as well." He says, in the same husky tone of voice.
"Make love to me, Gibbs." She thought.
That's exactly what he did in her mind….
Abby was so lost in her fantasy that she didn't even realize that her body started to react to it. Her right hand started to slide slowly down her body toward her most intimate part. One finger slid inside and she moaned, pulling out and trusting back in and Abby moaned again. She unconsciously took a step back, so, she'd be supported by the wall behind her. She did this over and over again, imagining that it were Gibbs fingers inside as he was standing behind her. She threw her head back and grinded her hips. A second finger came to join the first, her hips grinding harder against her hand. He heartbeat increasing with each of her ministrations her mouth fell open and her eyes closed, her finger increased their rhythm and well did her the movement of her hips, she could feel her pleasure building up, that so wonderful warm feeling, it wouldn't take her long anymore.
Abby's breathing was very labored by now, and her body was tight, once twice in and out and again and she exploded and she was calling out Gibbs's name. Her orgasm was of such intensity she was glad the shower wasn't that big otherwise would have hurt herself. She let herself slide against the wall until she sat on the floor, her body still shaking and trembling, after the tremors had calm down enough, she brought her knees up, encircled her knees with her arms and finally rest her head on them.
Tears welled up in her eyes and she cried. She couldn't keep her sorrow, any longer inside.
What Abigail Sciuto didn't was that in his own shower in his house, Gibbs has experience something similar.
***
Gibbs had let his thoughts go freely, they had turned to Abby and as the water ran on his body he'd imagined her standing before him, in all her glory, she had such a marvelous body slight curves, beautiful breasts, not too big, but no too small either, she was just perfect, standing before him.
He leaned in to capture her lips, she moaned when he darted his tongue out to caress her lower lip he wanted her to open her month further for him. Which she did, their tongue then tangled together passionately.
His arms traveled along her body until their journey ended on her buttocks, he squeezed and she moaned into his mouth, lifting her a little, she encircled her legs around his waist, breaking the kiss, she gasps at the feeling of his cock rubbing slightly against her entrance.
"Gibbs, please…." Is her plea, and that's all he needs.
Gibbs shifts her weight, a little more on his left arm, while she holds him closer to her, Abby's mouth falling open when she feels him reach between them… to guide himself into her to begin a dance as old as time, rhythmed by their means and sighs…
Meanwhile Gibbs's hand has reached for his manhood and started a slow rubbing movement, it had been a while since he'd done that. The movements of his hand became faster as the images in his head become more vivid and heated, he didn't take him long to find his release, he came hard crying out Abby's name when he came. He let himself slide along his shower wall breathing heavily.
He couldn't keep going like this.
He hadn't masturbated himself for a long time, but it wasn't as if he hadn't wanted to. When he thought about the black-haired forensic scientist, his mind always ended up in the gutter lately and he really needed to find a way to get it out of it. It had been the first time, since he had sexual thoughts about Abby that he had to act physically on it.
And right now, the only solution he could see to be able to do just that was to leave NCIS. He need to resign. His decision was made.
Gibbs simply hope he would be strong enough to pull through with it. The thing was that he had to tell Vance about his decision, but he couldn't take the risk to see Abbs otherwise he was certain that his resolve wouldn't hold.
So, that's what the man did, he called the Director of NCIS to tell him, he was resigning and that he was send it in a few days. He also told Vance that there was no need to try to convince him otherwise.
It wasn't going to be easy, but Gibbs was convinced he'd made the right decision.
Or you can read here or here