[NCIS] "A Case at Christmas" [Palmer/McGee, G]
Title: A Case at Christmas
Author: Ami Ven
Prompt: (very late) Christmas present (so late it’s Christmas in July) for nakeisha
Rating: G
Word Count: 350
Fandom: NCIS
Pairing(s): Jimmy Palmer/Tim McGee
Summary: Jimmy hadn’t had any real plans for Christmas.
A Case at Christmas
Jimmy hadn’t had any real plans for Christmas, even before the team caught a big case late on the Twenty-First.
Most of the other teams’ agents had already started their time off for the holidays, so after he and Dr. Mallard had finished the autopsy, Jimmy was happy to pitch in up in the office, where he could. As the leads got more technical, he found himself sitting at the side of McGee’s desk, looking through phone records and financial documents while McGee did something complicated on the computer.
Jimmy hadn’t spent a lot of time with McGee since he joined NCIS, but they fell into an easy rhythm, comparing notes and finding leads for the others to run down. It was a comfortable silence, the times it was just the two of them in the bullpen, and Jimmy didn’t think anything of it until he went on a coffee run - his stomach gave a warm flip at McGee’s grateful smile that it certainly hadn’t done at Gibbs’s nod or Tony’s teasing praise.
Jimmy smiled back, and accepted another stack of paper files to go through, settling into his chair beside McGee’s desk, even as the others left, leaving their desks empty. McGee didn’t say anything, so Jimmy didn’t, either.
Finally, just after noon on the Twenty-Fourth, they made the arrest, and Jimmy found himself at the edge of a flurry of activity as everyone packed up and grabbed their coats.
“I should…” he began, but Tony snagged his arm.
“You’re not going home alone on Christmas Eve. C’mon.”
Smiling, Jimmy let himself be pulled along, accepting a ride with Tony to what turned out to be Gibbs’s house, where Dr. Mallard and Abby were waiting with hot cocoa.
There was a lot of cheerful noise and bustle as everyone settled, and Jimmy bumped into someone coming out of the kitchen.
“Oh, sorry.”
McGee caught his arm to steady him. “That’s okay.”
“Oh, look, Probie,” drawled Tony, from surprisingly nearby, “Mistletoe”
“I…” Jimmy began, but McGee leaned up to kiss him, softly.
“Merry Christmas, Jimmy.”
He grinned. “Merry Christmas, Tim.”
THE END
Current Mood:
jubilant
Author: Ami Ven
Prompt: (very late) Christmas present (so late it’s Christmas in July) for nakeisha
Rating: G
Word Count: 350
Fandom: NCIS
Pairing(s): Jimmy Palmer/Tim McGee
Summary: Jimmy hadn’t had any real plans for Christmas.
A Case at Christmas
Jimmy hadn’t had any real plans for Christmas, even before the team caught a big case late on the Twenty-First.
Most of the other teams’ agents had already started their time off for the holidays, so after he and Dr. Mallard had finished the autopsy, Jimmy was happy to pitch in up in the office, where he could. As the leads got more technical, he found himself sitting at the side of McGee’s desk, looking through phone records and financial documents while McGee did something complicated on the computer.
Jimmy hadn’t spent a lot of time with McGee since he joined NCIS, but they fell into an easy rhythm, comparing notes and finding leads for the others to run down. It was a comfortable silence, the times it was just the two of them in the bullpen, and Jimmy didn’t think anything of it until he went on a coffee run - his stomach gave a warm flip at McGee’s grateful smile that it certainly hadn’t done at Gibbs’s nod or Tony’s teasing praise.
Jimmy smiled back, and accepted another stack of paper files to go through, settling into his chair beside McGee’s desk, even as the others left, leaving their desks empty. McGee didn’t say anything, so Jimmy didn’t, either.
Finally, just after noon on the Twenty-Fourth, they made the arrest, and Jimmy found himself at the edge of a flurry of activity as everyone packed up and grabbed their coats.
“I should…” he began, but Tony snagged his arm.
“You’re not going home alone on Christmas Eve. C’mon.”
Smiling, Jimmy let himself be pulled along, accepting a ride with Tony to what turned out to be Gibbs’s house, where Dr. Mallard and Abby were waiting with hot cocoa.
There was a lot of cheerful noise and bustle as everyone settled, and Jimmy bumped into someone coming out of the kitchen.
“Oh, sorry.”
McGee caught his arm to steady him. “That’s okay.”
“Oh, look, Probie,” drawled Tony, from surprisingly nearby, “Mistletoe”
“I…” Jimmy began, but McGee leaned up to kiss him, softly.
“Merry Christmas, Jimmy.”
He grinned. “Merry Christmas, Tim.”
THE END
Current Mood:
jubilant