New NCIS Fic: Vow
Title: Vows
Fandom: NCIS
Characters: Gibbs, Abby, Fornell, OFC, others mentioned
Prompt: #83 And
Word Count: 1140
Rating: K+
Summary: Therefore, by the power vested in me by the state of Virginia I pronounce you husband and wife.
Author's Notes: This is an AU, inspired in part by wiccagirl24’s wonderful Kelly!verse. This includes the OC’s Estacia and Annie Diaz from earlier stories.
“And do you, Tobias Charles, take this woman to be your wife?”
“I do.”
“Therefore, by the power vested in me by the state of Virginia I pronounce you husband and wife.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Abby’s chin rested on Tobias shoulder as they slowly made their way around the dance floor. The wedding hadn’t been huge, just a couple of dozen friends, and most of the people had already filtered out of the banquet room after the cake had been cut. The only people dancing were those that Abby knew Tobias considered family. Since she was dancing with Tobias, Gibbs had allowed himself to be dragged on to the floor by Estacia. The only other Special Agents left in the room, Tony and the FBI’s Ron Sacks, were dancing with Emily and Annie, respectively. Finally, Maddie, who had been Tony’s guest much to everyone’s surprise, was dancing with Ducky. Abby was enjoying watching them as much as she was enjoying their own dance.
“So, Charles, huh? All these years, I’ve been trying to get you to reveal what the C stands for and it’s just Charles,” Abby moved her head so she was speaking gently into his ear.
The shoulder under her chin moved with his shrug, “Hey, I had to keep some mystery. I am a Federal agent after all.”
“Still, Charles? I was hoping for something more exciting like Cassius.”
“Just how much do you think my parents hated me,” Tobias laughed.
“Like anything could be as bad as Leroy Jethro,” Abby asked with a chuckle.
Tobias shook his head, “Now, there were parents that must have hated their child.”
Again Abby laughed as she laid her head against Tobias’s shoulder. They danced for a few more moments in silence until she heard Estacia laugh at something and she looked up at where they were dancing, “It was a beautiful wedding.”
“Yeah, have I thanked you for your help with everything?”
“A few hundred times,” she smiled at him as she pulled her hand out of his to wrap both her arm around his waist. “I was so happy to help you, but it was one of the most laid back weddings I’ve ever helped with.”
He wrapped his arms around her as well, “All we needed was the girls and you and Jethro here, but I’m glad you talked Stace and me into something a little bigger. It was nice to have more of our family and friends here.”
“Told ya,” Abby kissed his cheek as they continued to sway to the music remaining in the hug.
When the song ended, Abby felt a hand low on her back beneath Tobias’s arms and Gibbs’s voice close to her ear, “Trade ya.”
“At least it is a fair trade,” Tobias kissed her cheek as he released her and gathered Estacia into his arms.
“You know, we might to watch these two.” Estacia winked at her friend, “They might decide they want to try wife swapping.”
Abby’s eyebrows went up, “Oh, now that might be interesting.”
“Hey,” Gibbs tugged her to his side. “That’s the last time I let you dance with Fornell.”
Abby giggled as she kissed his jaw and wrapped her arms around Gibbs’s waist under his black suit jacket, “Aw, you look good in jealous green, Gibbs.”
“Shuddup,” he growled gently as he pulled her fully into his arms and danced her slightly away from the laughing couple.
She pressed her body against his, “Come on, you’ve got to admit that Estacia is beautiful and looks really beautiful today.”
“Never as beautiful as you,” he kissed her forehead. “Have I told you how amazing you look in that dress?”
“Yes, but you can tell me again.”
He lowered his lips to the shell of her ear, “You look amazing. I love you in red, you know.”
The feel of his breathy voice made her shiver, “I figured that out from all the red lingerie you’ve given me over the years. Good thing you got dressed at Tobias’s this afternoon, huh?”
“Well, we would have been late to the wedding, otherwise.”
She snuggled into him a little more as they moved around the floor. As they neared the table where Emily and Annie were now sitting with Ducky, Emily turned her head and waved at them briefly before turning back to the story that Ducky was telling. Abby smiled. The girls were beautiful and grown up in their battue neck sleeveless dresses that flared at the waist into an A line. The dress Emily worn was lilac with a dark green sash at the waist and a matching peek-a-boo slip. Annie’s dress was the same style, but in reverse color - a green dress with lilac accessories. As beautiful as Emily looked, Abby couldn’t help but feel a little sad at how very adult she looked.
“Think we could somehow stop her growing process,” Gibbs read her mind as they moved away from the table.
Abby sighed, “I don’t think so. She’s wearing her first real bra today. It’s…”
“I don’t need to know, Abs,” Gibbs interrupted her. “I really don’t want to know what kind of underwear my little girl is wearing. I don’t even really want to know that my little girl is wearing a bra.”
“She’s not so little anymore, Gibbs.”
His arms tightened around her, “She’ll always be my little girl, Abs, even on her own wedding day.”
“That is going to be some day. I’ve been imagining that day for years. I can see her in white and you in a tuxedo and somehow I’m stuck in a lavender dress, because she asked me to wear it,” Abby nestled her head into the crook of his neck.
“You think about that,” he asked against her temple.
She sighed, “Of course. I think about her prom and first date and high school graduation and college graduation and wedding.”
“What about you,” he stopped moving as he pulled back to look at her face, “ever think about your own wedding?”
“No, because I don’t want a wedding. I just want a promise that you’ll always love me and always come home. Besides, I’ve already got your ring,” she let the black diamond eternity ring drag against his skin as her hand brushed along his jaw and up into his hair.
“To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, and I promise my love to you forevermore. Always, Abs, I’ll always love you,” his hand covered her neck and his thumb traced her jaw.
She looked at him for a moment, before smiling, “To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, and I promise my love to you forevermore. I love you, Jethro.”
He lowered his head to catch her lips with his own.
Fandom: NCIS
Characters: Gibbs, Abby, Fornell, OFC, others mentioned
Prompt: #83 And
Word Count: 1140
Rating: K+
Summary: Therefore, by the power vested in me by the state of Virginia I pronounce you husband and wife.
Author's Notes: This is an AU, inspired in part by wiccagirl24’s wonderful Kelly!verse. This includes the OC’s Estacia and Annie Diaz from earlier stories.
“And do you, Tobias Charles, take this woman to be your wife?”
“I do.”
“Therefore, by the power vested in me by the state of Virginia I pronounce you husband and wife.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Abby’s chin rested on Tobias shoulder as they slowly made their way around the dance floor. The wedding hadn’t been huge, just a couple of dozen friends, and most of the people had already filtered out of the banquet room after the cake had been cut. The only people dancing were those that Abby knew Tobias considered family. Since she was dancing with Tobias, Gibbs had allowed himself to be dragged on to the floor by Estacia. The only other Special Agents left in the room, Tony and the FBI’s Ron Sacks, were dancing with Emily and Annie, respectively. Finally, Maddie, who had been Tony’s guest much to everyone’s surprise, was dancing with Ducky. Abby was enjoying watching them as much as she was enjoying their own dance.
“So, Charles, huh? All these years, I’ve been trying to get you to reveal what the C stands for and it’s just Charles,” Abby moved her head so she was speaking gently into his ear.
The shoulder under her chin moved with his shrug, “Hey, I had to keep some mystery. I am a Federal agent after all.”
“Still, Charles? I was hoping for something more exciting like Cassius.”
“Just how much do you think my parents hated me,” Tobias laughed.
“Like anything could be as bad as Leroy Jethro,” Abby asked with a chuckle.
Tobias shook his head, “Now, there were parents that must have hated their child.”
Again Abby laughed as she laid her head against Tobias’s shoulder. They danced for a few more moments in silence until she heard Estacia laugh at something and she looked up at where they were dancing, “It was a beautiful wedding.”
“Yeah, have I thanked you for your help with everything?”
“A few hundred times,” she smiled at him as she pulled her hand out of his to wrap both her arm around his waist. “I was so happy to help you, but it was one of the most laid back weddings I’ve ever helped with.”
He wrapped his arms around her as well, “All we needed was the girls and you and Jethro here, but I’m glad you talked Stace and me into something a little bigger. It was nice to have more of our family and friends here.”
“Told ya,” Abby kissed his cheek as they continued to sway to the music remaining in the hug.
When the song ended, Abby felt a hand low on her back beneath Tobias’s arms and Gibbs’s voice close to her ear, “Trade ya.”
“At least it is a fair trade,” Tobias kissed her cheek as he released her and gathered Estacia into his arms.
“You know, we might to watch these two.” Estacia winked at her friend, “They might decide they want to try wife swapping.”
Abby’s eyebrows went up, “Oh, now that might be interesting.”
“Hey,” Gibbs tugged her to his side. “That’s the last time I let you dance with Fornell.”
Abby giggled as she kissed his jaw and wrapped her arms around Gibbs’s waist under his black suit jacket, “Aw, you look good in jealous green, Gibbs.”
“Shuddup,” he growled gently as he pulled her fully into his arms and danced her slightly away from the laughing couple.
She pressed her body against his, “Come on, you’ve got to admit that Estacia is beautiful and looks really beautiful today.”
“Never as beautiful as you,” he kissed her forehead. “Have I told you how amazing you look in that dress?”
“Yes, but you can tell me again.”
He lowered his lips to the shell of her ear, “You look amazing. I love you in red, you know.”
The feel of his breathy voice made her shiver, “I figured that out from all the red lingerie you’ve given me over the years. Good thing you got dressed at Tobias’s this afternoon, huh?”
“Well, we would have been late to the wedding, otherwise.”
She snuggled into him a little more as they moved around the floor. As they neared the table where Emily and Annie were now sitting with Ducky, Emily turned her head and waved at them briefly before turning back to the story that Ducky was telling. Abby smiled. The girls were beautiful and grown up in their battue neck sleeveless dresses that flared at the waist into an A line. The dress Emily worn was lilac with a dark green sash at the waist and a matching peek-a-boo slip. Annie’s dress was the same style, but in reverse color - a green dress with lilac accessories. As beautiful as Emily looked, Abby couldn’t help but feel a little sad at how very adult she looked.
“Think we could somehow stop her growing process,” Gibbs read her mind as they moved away from the table.
Abby sighed, “I don’t think so. She’s wearing her first real bra today. It’s…”
“I don’t need to know, Abs,” Gibbs interrupted her. “I really don’t want to know what kind of underwear my little girl is wearing. I don’t even really want to know that my little girl is wearing a bra.”
“She’s not so little anymore, Gibbs.”
His arms tightened around her, “She’ll always be my little girl, Abs, even on her own wedding day.”
“That is going to be some day. I’ve been imagining that day for years. I can see her in white and you in a tuxedo and somehow I’m stuck in a lavender dress, because she asked me to wear it,” Abby nestled her head into the crook of his neck.
“You think about that,” he asked against her temple.
She sighed, “Of course. I think about her prom and first date and high school graduation and college graduation and wedding.”
“What about you,” he stopped moving as he pulled back to look at her face, “ever think about your own wedding?”
“No, because I don’t want a wedding. I just want a promise that you’ll always love me and always come home. Besides, I’ve already got your ring,” she let the black diamond eternity ring drag against his skin as her hand brushed along his jaw and up into his hair.
“To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, and I promise my love to you forevermore. Always, Abs, I’ll always love you,” his hand covered her neck and his thumb traced her jaw.
She looked at him for a moment, before smiling, “To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, and I promise my love to you forevermore. I love you, Jethro.”
He lowered his head to catch her lips with his own.