Fic: Rewriting the Rules 12 - Recruited [1/1]
Title: Rewriting the Rules 12 - Recruited
Author: Jo. R (driftingatdusk)
Rating: FR-7
Pairing: Abby/Gibbs
Category: Post-ep, Romance, Fluff
Spoilers: 8x12 - Recruited
Summary: What's broken can be fixed, and rules can be rewritten.
AN: Not really happy with this one but it was all that would come to mind after the ep :/
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'An innocent gesture of affection.'
Abby had tried but failed to keep the satisfied smile from her face at Ducky's words and, after momentarily catching the Medical Examiner's eyes, she knew Ducky knew his words weren't entirely true, too. Of course the gesture *was* innocent - for the most part. The kisses Gibbs bestowed on her at work for a job well done were sweet and sincere.
There wasn't always another motive just as they weren't always a prelude to more.
Not always.
While the kiss did wonders for her mood throughout the day, her heart was aching as she left NCIS Headquarters, knowing about the trip down memory lane Ducky and the others had arranged for their guest. She'd wanted to stay but couldn't trust herself not to get any more emotionally involved than she already was so had decided to give the meeting in MTAC a miss, much to the concern of her colleagues and friends. After reassuring them she would be okay, Abby got in her car and drove to the one place - the one person who could make that true.
She found him in his basement, preparing to start on a new project. Without a word, she settled on the step she'd come to think of as hers and watched him work, content to just be there, soaking up his presence.
Gibbs glanced at her, concern on his face but, sensing she needed time, he didn't ask if she was okay. Instead, he got down to business, putting the first step of the plan in his mind into action.
It was some hours later that he decided to call it a night, putting away his hand tools quietly. Once he was done, he moved towards her, silently offering her his hand.
They walked upstairs together, retreating to the kitchen to fix a late supper. They worked in perfect synchronicity, each anticipating the other's actions, sharing soft smiles and lingering looks when they looked up and caught the other staring at them.
Their meal was eaten in a familiar but comfortable silence and the dishes were washed and put away in the same way. Gibbs let Abby precede him upstairs, taking an extra moment to check the doors were locked and the lights were off before following her, glancing at her still form where she lay huddled beneath the sheets, waiting for him.
Almost as soon as he'd changed for bed and slipped in between the sheets beside her, she rolled towards him, curling her body around his, her head coming to rest on his shoulder. Wordlessly, Gibbs wrapped his arms around her, holding her close, listening to the sound of her breathing as she listened to the sound of his.
"I think we can add Ducky to the list of people who definitely knows about us," Abby said after a long while, her thoughtful tone of voice breaking the silence that had fallen over them.
Gibbs brushed his lips against the top of her head. "Wouldn't be surprised. Not at lot gets past him."
There was another lull in conversation, broken again by Abby as she shifted to prop herself up on her elbow, studying him intently in the darkness of the room. "Does it bother you?"
"What?"
"That he knows. That other people might know. About us." Her eyes dropped to his lips rather than hold his gaze. "Does that... bother you?"
"No." He lifted a hand to her chin, tilting her face up. "Does it bother you?"
With a sigh, Abby leaned into his palm as he moved his hand to cup her cheek. "Sometimes it bugs me that we can't just be completely open and tell everyone about us. I know why we can't. I know we have no way of knowing how the Director would react, or even McGee for that matter. I know you still have enemies who'd try to use me against you but sometimes... Sometimes I want the world to know you're mine and I'm yours."
"I know, Abs. Me, too." He shifted beneath her, rolling them so their positions were reversed and she was lying on her back with him leaning over her. Cupping her face in his hands, he leaned in to kiss her gentle, sweetly, savouring the taste of her and the way she responded without hesitation. "One day," he murmured against her lips. "One day maybe we can."
Her smile was soft and her eyes shining. She moved with him when he moved to lie on his back again, throwing her leg over his as he ran his hand down her back, fingertips dancing along her spine soothingly.
After a few minutes of trying and failing to fall asleep with her in his arms, Gibbs spoke. "Abby?"
"Hmm?"
"What brought this on?"
She sighed again but didn't lift her head from his shoulder. "I was just thinking about Doctor Magnus," she answered after taking a few moments to gather her thought. "He's relying on other people to remember the good things about his life and it got me wondering... What if that happens to one of us but we're still in this 'let's not tell anyone' phase? How would we remember what we've got if no one else knows to remind us?"
"People know," Gibbs assured her, his arms tightening around her. "And even if they didn't... I won't forget this. I won't forget you."
"You can't promise me that," Abby murmured, turning his head to press a kiss to his chest. "As much as I'd like you to."
Knowing she was right, he tightened his arms around her again, holding her close, savouring the moment. "Love you, Abs."
She sighed sleepily and cuddled closer, her breath warm against his skin. "Love you, too."
He would remember, he told himself firmly; there was no way he could ever forget.
~*~
End
Author: Jo. R (driftingatdusk)
Rating: FR-7
Pairing: Abby/Gibbs
Category: Post-ep, Romance, Fluff
Spoilers: 8x12 - Recruited
Summary: What's broken can be fixed, and rules can be rewritten.
AN: Not really happy with this one but it was all that would come to mind after the ep :/
****
'An innocent gesture of affection.'
Abby had tried but failed to keep the satisfied smile from her face at Ducky's words and, after momentarily catching the Medical Examiner's eyes, she knew Ducky knew his words weren't entirely true, too. Of course the gesture *was* innocent - for the most part. The kisses Gibbs bestowed on her at work for a job well done were sweet and sincere.
There wasn't always another motive just as they weren't always a prelude to more.
Not always.
While the kiss did wonders for her mood throughout the day, her heart was aching as she left NCIS Headquarters, knowing about the trip down memory lane Ducky and the others had arranged for their guest. She'd wanted to stay but couldn't trust herself not to get any more emotionally involved than she already was so had decided to give the meeting in MTAC a miss, much to the concern of her colleagues and friends. After reassuring them she would be okay, Abby got in her car and drove to the one place - the one person who could make that true.
She found him in his basement, preparing to start on a new project. Without a word, she settled on the step she'd come to think of as hers and watched him work, content to just be there, soaking up his presence.
Gibbs glanced at her, concern on his face but, sensing she needed time, he didn't ask if she was okay. Instead, he got down to business, putting the first step of the plan in his mind into action.
It was some hours later that he decided to call it a night, putting away his hand tools quietly. Once he was done, he moved towards her, silently offering her his hand.
They walked upstairs together, retreating to the kitchen to fix a late supper. They worked in perfect synchronicity, each anticipating the other's actions, sharing soft smiles and lingering looks when they looked up and caught the other staring at them.
Their meal was eaten in a familiar but comfortable silence and the dishes were washed and put away in the same way. Gibbs let Abby precede him upstairs, taking an extra moment to check the doors were locked and the lights were off before following her, glancing at her still form where she lay huddled beneath the sheets, waiting for him.
Almost as soon as he'd changed for bed and slipped in between the sheets beside her, she rolled towards him, curling her body around his, her head coming to rest on his shoulder. Wordlessly, Gibbs wrapped his arms around her, holding her close, listening to the sound of her breathing as she listened to the sound of his.
"I think we can add Ducky to the list of people who definitely knows about us," Abby said after a long while, her thoughtful tone of voice breaking the silence that had fallen over them.
Gibbs brushed his lips against the top of her head. "Wouldn't be surprised. Not at lot gets past him."
There was another lull in conversation, broken again by Abby as she shifted to prop herself up on her elbow, studying him intently in the darkness of the room. "Does it bother you?"
"What?"
"That he knows. That other people might know. About us." Her eyes dropped to his lips rather than hold his gaze. "Does that... bother you?"
"No." He lifted a hand to her chin, tilting her face up. "Does it bother you?"
With a sigh, Abby leaned into his palm as he moved his hand to cup her cheek. "Sometimes it bugs me that we can't just be completely open and tell everyone about us. I know why we can't. I know we have no way of knowing how the Director would react, or even McGee for that matter. I know you still have enemies who'd try to use me against you but sometimes... Sometimes I want the world to know you're mine and I'm yours."
"I know, Abs. Me, too." He shifted beneath her, rolling them so their positions were reversed and she was lying on her back with him leaning over her. Cupping her face in his hands, he leaned in to kiss her gentle, sweetly, savouring the taste of her and the way she responded without hesitation. "One day," he murmured against her lips. "One day maybe we can."
Her smile was soft and her eyes shining. She moved with him when he moved to lie on his back again, throwing her leg over his as he ran his hand down her back, fingertips dancing along her spine soothingly.
After a few minutes of trying and failing to fall asleep with her in his arms, Gibbs spoke. "Abby?"
"Hmm?"
"What brought this on?"
She sighed again but didn't lift her head from his shoulder. "I was just thinking about Doctor Magnus," she answered after taking a few moments to gather her thought. "He's relying on other people to remember the good things about his life and it got me wondering... What if that happens to one of us but we're still in this 'let's not tell anyone' phase? How would we remember what we've got if no one else knows to remind us?"
"People know," Gibbs assured her, his arms tightening around her. "And even if they didn't... I won't forget this. I won't forget you."
"You can't promise me that," Abby murmured, turning his head to press a kiss to his chest. "As much as I'd like you to."
Knowing she was right, he tightened his arms around her again, holding her close, savouring the moment. "Love you, Abs."
She sighed sleepily and cuddled closer, her breath warm against his skin. "Love you, too."
He would remember, he told himself firmly; there was no way he could ever forget.
~*~
End