Aug 1 Entry - Sane People (BtVS/NCIS)
Title: Sane People
By: Polgara (melindoranightsilver@hotmail.com)
Fandom: BtVS/NCIS
Prompt: coppersinger wanted Buffy/Gibbs "I like the way you drive."
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I own none of these characters.
Summary: Tony was excited that Gibbs wasn't driving back to D.C.
“Hole in the radiator. Mind if we catch a ride?” Gibbs asked Buffy as he slammed the hood down on the car.
“No problem,” she replied with an easy shrug. “But my car so I'm driving.”
The corners of his mouth dipped ever so slightly down into a frown before giving the barest of nods. “Works for me.”
Tony fought the urge to let out a yelp of excitement. For once he'd get to relax on their way back to D.C. Granted, over the years he had grown accustomed to Gibbs unique driving style, but that didn't mean it was the only way to travel.
However, he couldn't keep the grin off his face as he threw his bag into the backseat and then slid in behind the driver's seat. Buffy was so short that she had the seat pulled all the way forward giving him plenty of leg room to stretch out his long legs. Despite the lead on their suspect falling flat, this was the best day ever.
His joy was short lived.
Things were great in the parking lot, but went to hell the moment they reached the road. That wasn't to say she was as bad as Ziva, but it was still pretty damn scary. What made it worse was that she talked with her hands and there were agonizing seconds in which there were no hands on the steering wheel.
Tony couldn't decide whether to close his eyes so he couldn't bear witness to the horror or to leave his eyes open so he could see the end coming.
To add insult to injury, Gibbs sat calmly in the passenger seat sipping his coffee. At one point he looked back long enough to send a smirk in Tony's direction before grinning at Buffy. “I like the way you drive,” he said simply.
And damn if she didn't flash him that rare megawatt smile of hers. “Thanks! Most sane people refuse to get into a car with me.”
Tony closed his eyes and swallowed hard. In the future, he would be one of those sane people.
Provided he made it out of this alive.
By: Polgara (melindoranightsilver@hotmail.com)
Fandom: BtVS/NCIS
Prompt: coppersinger wanted Buffy/Gibbs "I like the way you drive."
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I own none of these characters.
Summary: Tony was excited that Gibbs wasn't driving back to D.C.
“Hole in the radiator. Mind if we catch a ride?” Gibbs asked Buffy as he slammed the hood down on the car.
“No problem,” she replied with an easy shrug. “But my car so I'm driving.”
The corners of his mouth dipped ever so slightly down into a frown before giving the barest of nods. “Works for me.”
Tony fought the urge to let out a yelp of excitement. For once he'd get to relax on their way back to D.C. Granted, over the years he had grown accustomed to Gibbs unique driving style, but that didn't mean it was the only way to travel.
However, he couldn't keep the grin off his face as he threw his bag into the backseat and then slid in behind the driver's seat. Buffy was so short that she had the seat pulled all the way forward giving him plenty of leg room to stretch out his long legs. Despite the lead on their suspect falling flat, this was the best day ever.
His joy was short lived.
Things were great in the parking lot, but went to hell the moment they reached the road. That wasn't to say she was as bad as Ziva, but it was still pretty damn scary. What made it worse was that she talked with her hands and there were agonizing seconds in which there were no hands on the steering wheel.
Tony couldn't decide whether to close his eyes so he couldn't bear witness to the horror or to leave his eyes open so he could see the end coming.
To add insult to injury, Gibbs sat calmly in the passenger seat sipping his coffee. At one point he looked back long enough to send a smirk in Tony's direction before grinning at Buffy. “I like the way you drive,” he said simply.
And damn if she didn't flash him that rare megawatt smile of hers. “Thanks! Most sane people refuse to get into a car with me.”
Tony closed his eyes and swallowed hard. In the future, he would be one of those sane people.
Provided he made it out of this alive.