Fiction: One Night in Autopsy
TITLE: One Night in Autopsy
AUTHOR: ashley_pitt
PAIRINGS: Gibbs/Ducky
GENRE: Slash
WARNINGS: end of relationship
SPOILERS: A smidge for SMOKED
SUMMARY: Ooops, Ducky should watch his ramblings
DISCLAIMER: "I don't own these characters, nor am I making any money from them. I borrow them once in a while, but put them back tidily."
One Night In Autopsy
Ducky was working late. He had sent Jimmy Palmer home and he was certain the rest of the ‘children’ were also gone, even the nocturnal Abby. The ME had seen Gibbs leave with Lt. Col. Mann several hours previously.
“So it is just we two,” he said to the dead young man on the table. It would be a relatively straight forward autopsy. A single gunshot wound to the chest, during a fight outside a bar. There apparently was some uncertainty as to whose weapon had fire the deadly bullet. Abby would determine that in the morning.
“You know, young man,” Ducky said to the corpse as he poised his scalpel to begin the skin incision, “that despite the brief flurry of commotion you will cause on the morrow, you troubles are over in this life. Unlike myself”
Ducky pushed on the blade and began the long cut down the sternum.
“ I have quite a conundrum. I have a friend who has rather poor judgment when it comes to relationships of the romantic nature. He appears to be embarking on another ill-fated trip to the altar. I must admit…” Ducky put down the scalpel and picked up the rib-cutters.
“ that I may” snip “have aided” snip “and abetted” snip “ him once” snip “by introducing him” snip “to his 4th wife” snip, snip, snip. Ducky put down the cutters and gently pried the rib section from the body.
“ My quandary is,” the ME said as he began to gently examine the organs for damage, “should I try to persuade him to re-evaluate the relationship, or hold my tongue and be jubilant when the marriage dissolves as it inevitably will…Oh.” Ducky stopped and looked at the man’s face, “Did I say jubilant? That was rather mean spirited of me. But it is true” He continued to trace the path of the bullet. “ I have been extremely jealous of all but one of my friend’s paramours. I enjoy his attention and would prefer no rivals.. Ah, no, Sergeant, we are just friends, very old friends. But if I were to have my wish…Hello, what is this?”
Ducky held up his forceps which contained a rather flattened bullet. “it apparently ricocheted off a rib and lodged in your heart”
“We’ll send this off to Abby” he said as he dropped the round into a specimen jar. Glancing up he saw Gibb’s standing by the door.
“ Jethro, have you been there long? I have discovered the cause of our young Marine’s death.”
“Good,” the gray-haired agent said tersely as he turned on his heel to leave.” I want a copy of the report on my desk by 0800, Doctor”
“Oh, dear", Ducky said to the unconcerned corpse. “I do believe that he was here long enough…”
(To be continued)
AUTHOR: ashley_pitt
PAIRINGS: Gibbs/Ducky
GENRE: Slash
WARNINGS: end of relationship
SPOILERS: A smidge for SMOKED
SUMMARY: Ooops, Ducky should watch his ramblings
DISCLAIMER: "I don't own these characters, nor am I making any money from them. I borrow them once in a while, but put them back tidily."
One Night In Autopsy
Ducky was working late. He had sent Jimmy Palmer home and he was certain the rest of the ‘children’ were also gone, even the nocturnal Abby. The ME had seen Gibbs leave with Lt. Col. Mann several hours previously.
“So it is just we two,” he said to the dead young man on the table. It would be a relatively straight forward autopsy. A single gunshot wound to the chest, during a fight outside a bar. There apparently was some uncertainty as to whose weapon had fire the deadly bullet. Abby would determine that in the morning.
“You know, young man,” Ducky said to the corpse as he poised his scalpel to begin the skin incision, “that despite the brief flurry of commotion you will cause on the morrow, you troubles are over in this life. Unlike myself”
Ducky pushed on the blade and began the long cut down the sternum.
“ I have quite a conundrum. I have a friend who has rather poor judgment when it comes to relationships of the romantic nature. He appears to be embarking on another ill-fated trip to the altar. I must admit…” Ducky put down the scalpel and picked up the rib-cutters.
“ that I may” snip “have aided” snip “and abetted” snip “ him once” snip “by introducing him” snip “to his 4th wife” snip, snip, snip. Ducky put down the cutters and gently pried the rib section from the body.
“ My quandary is,” the ME said as he began to gently examine the organs for damage, “should I try to persuade him to re-evaluate the relationship, or hold my tongue and be jubilant when the marriage dissolves as it inevitably will…Oh.” Ducky stopped and looked at the man’s face, “Did I say jubilant? That was rather mean spirited of me. But it is true” He continued to trace the path of the bullet. “ I have been extremely jealous of all but one of my friend’s paramours. I enjoy his attention and would prefer no rivals.. Ah, no, Sergeant, we are just friends, very old friends. But if I were to have my wish…Hello, what is this?”
Ducky held up his forceps which contained a rather flattened bullet. “it apparently ricocheted off a rib and lodged in your heart”
“We’ll send this off to Abby” he said as he dropped the round into a specimen jar. Glancing up he saw Gibb’s standing by the door.
“ Jethro, have you been there long? I have discovered the cause of our young Marine’s death.”
“Good,” the gray-haired agent said tersely as he turned on his heel to leave.” I want a copy of the report on my desk by 0800, Doctor”
“Oh, dear", Ducky said to the unconcerned corpse. “I do believe that he was here long enough…”
(To be continued)