New NCIS Fic: Legally
Title: Legally
Fandom: NCIS
Characters: Abby, Gibbs
Spoilers: Lost and Found
Prompt: #28 Children
Word Count: 896
Rating: K+
Summary: When Carson was calling his mom in the garage, what were you thinking about?
Author's Notes: This is an AU, inspired in part by wiccagirl24’s wonderful Kelly!verse. In this ‘verse Emily Fornell is actually Emily Gibbs.
"How's Carson," Abby asked without looking up from the laptop she was typing away at when Gibbs entered the bedroom.
Sitting down on the wooden chest at the end of the bed to remove his shoes, he answered, "Besides being a class A brat, he's fine. Didn't have anything to tell me, just wanted to see me."
"Well, you do have a comforting presence, Gibbs." The typing stopped for a second, "Unless you’re trying to intimidate people. Then you're scary."
He turned back to her, "How come it doesn't work on you and Em, then?"
She smiled at him, "We know the soft and cuddly Gibbs, so the other guy doesn't bother us."
"I'll have to remember not to cuddle suspects." He turned back around and started stripping off his shirt, "Jen asked me to stay the night."
That made the typing stop completely, "Oh, what did you say?"
Standing to remove his pants, he gave her a look usually reserved for when DiNozzo was being stupid, "I told her yes. I'm actually a figment of your imagination."
"Ha-ha," she closed the laptop, "I meant what reason did you give?"
"I didn't. I told her no, Abs, and that’s all she needed to know."
"Do you think she knows about us," Abby asked as she followed him into the bathroom and sat on the tub edge as he started his nightly routine.
He mumbled something around his toothbrush that sounded like a yes.
"Then why would she ask you to stay?"
Rinsing and spitting, he sighed, "Abs, it doesn't matter. Jen... Well, Jen's not real big on monogamy and since we haven't officially said anything...," he trailed off.
"Yeah, I guess the only thing I need to worry about is that you came home."
He crouched before her and gripped the tub on either side of her, "And I always will."
"I know," she kissed his nose as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Good,” his hands moved to pat her hips. “Let’s get in bed; I want to talk about something.”
An eyebrow quirked towards her bangs, “You want to talk in bed? Is that a euphemism?”
“No, we need to discuss something,” his voice was serious as he pulled her to her feet.
She cast a half worried look at him as she moved back into the bedroom. After carefully saving what she was working on, she stored her laptop and pulled off the USMC sweats she was wearing to crawl into bed in her cami and panties. She slid across the bed to snuggle against him where he was already under the covers.
He was quiet at first, his hands trailing thoughtfully up and down her back. When he finally spoke it was a question, “When Carson was calling his mom in the garage, what were you thinking about?”
“Two things. I felt bad for the kid and his mom and, of course, I was thinking about Em and what it’d be like to not be allowed to see her.”
“Know what I was thinking about?”
She shook her head against his chest, even though she had a vague idea.
“I kept thinking about you,” he sighed and held her tighter. “I kept thinking about how Em could be taken away from you if anything happened. About how close we came a few weeks ago. It scared me.”
Abby shivered at Gibb’s confession. Gibbs didn’t scare, unless there was a damn good reason. Her mouth was dry. “We did okay when you went to Mexico.”
“I was alive, Abs. It was babysitting. If something were to really hap…”
She covered his mouth with her hand, “Don’t. Don’t say it here. I don’t want to have that nightmare in our bed.”
He nodded as he kissed her palm. She pulled away her hand, allowing him to speak, “Abs, I don’t ever want what’s happening to Carson to happen to Emily. I talked to Estacia on my way home and she says that it would be fairly easy for you to legally adopt Emily.”
The moment the word adopt crossed Gibbs lips, she went completely still. As much as she loved Emily, she’d never expected or thought about such a situation. She rolled away from her lover and stared at the ceiling. Her thoughts were jumbled. In her mind memories flashed: from holding a crying little girl minutes after her mother died to first days at schools to birthday parties to science fairs to soccer game to being called mom for the first time. She tried picturing a future where both Gibbs and Emily were taken from her. An overwhelming feeling of grief consumed her.
She knew what she had to do, “You have to talk to Em about this. If this is something that she wants and agrees to, then we’ll have Estacia draw up the papers.”
“We’ll talk to her tomorrow,” he pulled her back into his arms; his body relaxing in relief that she agreed.
“No,” again Abby shook her head against his chest, “you talk to her without me around. That way she’ll be able to be completely honest about her feelings.”
He kissed her head, “Okay. Love you.”
She responded in kind, but he was already asleep. Most of the night, she laid in his arms, listening to him breathe as she tried to banish away her negative thoughts.
Fandom: NCIS
Characters: Abby, Gibbs
Spoilers: Lost and Found
Prompt: #28 Children
Word Count: 896
Rating: K+
Summary: When Carson was calling his mom in the garage, what were you thinking about?
Author's Notes: This is an AU, inspired in part by wiccagirl24’s wonderful Kelly!verse. In this ‘verse Emily Fornell is actually Emily Gibbs.
"How's Carson," Abby asked without looking up from the laptop she was typing away at when Gibbs entered the bedroom.
Sitting down on the wooden chest at the end of the bed to remove his shoes, he answered, "Besides being a class A brat, he's fine. Didn't have anything to tell me, just wanted to see me."
"Well, you do have a comforting presence, Gibbs." The typing stopped for a second, "Unless you’re trying to intimidate people. Then you're scary."
He turned back to her, "How come it doesn't work on you and Em, then?"
She smiled at him, "We know the soft and cuddly Gibbs, so the other guy doesn't bother us."
"I'll have to remember not to cuddle suspects." He turned back around and started stripping off his shirt, "Jen asked me to stay the night."
That made the typing stop completely, "Oh, what did you say?"
Standing to remove his pants, he gave her a look usually reserved for when DiNozzo was being stupid, "I told her yes. I'm actually a figment of your imagination."
"Ha-ha," she closed the laptop, "I meant what reason did you give?"
"I didn't. I told her no, Abs, and that’s all she needed to know."
"Do you think she knows about us," Abby asked as she followed him into the bathroom and sat on the tub edge as he started his nightly routine.
He mumbled something around his toothbrush that sounded like a yes.
"Then why would she ask you to stay?"
Rinsing and spitting, he sighed, "Abs, it doesn't matter. Jen... Well, Jen's not real big on monogamy and since we haven't officially said anything...," he trailed off.
"Yeah, I guess the only thing I need to worry about is that you came home."
He crouched before her and gripped the tub on either side of her, "And I always will."
"I know," she kissed his nose as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Good,” his hands moved to pat her hips. “Let’s get in bed; I want to talk about something.”
An eyebrow quirked towards her bangs, “You want to talk in bed? Is that a euphemism?”
“No, we need to discuss something,” his voice was serious as he pulled her to her feet.
She cast a half worried look at him as she moved back into the bedroom. After carefully saving what she was working on, she stored her laptop and pulled off the USMC sweats she was wearing to crawl into bed in her cami and panties. She slid across the bed to snuggle against him where he was already under the covers.
He was quiet at first, his hands trailing thoughtfully up and down her back. When he finally spoke it was a question, “When Carson was calling his mom in the garage, what were you thinking about?”
“Two things. I felt bad for the kid and his mom and, of course, I was thinking about Em and what it’d be like to not be allowed to see her.”
“Know what I was thinking about?”
She shook her head against his chest, even though she had a vague idea.
“I kept thinking about you,” he sighed and held her tighter. “I kept thinking about how Em could be taken away from you if anything happened. About how close we came a few weeks ago. It scared me.”
Abby shivered at Gibb’s confession. Gibbs didn’t scare, unless there was a damn good reason. Her mouth was dry. “We did okay when you went to Mexico.”
“I was alive, Abs. It was babysitting. If something were to really hap…”
She covered his mouth with her hand, “Don’t. Don’t say it here. I don’t want to have that nightmare in our bed.”
He nodded as he kissed her palm. She pulled away her hand, allowing him to speak, “Abs, I don’t ever want what’s happening to Carson to happen to Emily. I talked to Estacia on my way home and she says that it would be fairly easy for you to legally adopt Emily.”
The moment the word adopt crossed Gibbs lips, she went completely still. As much as she loved Emily, she’d never expected or thought about such a situation. She rolled away from her lover and stared at the ceiling. Her thoughts were jumbled. In her mind memories flashed: from holding a crying little girl minutes after her mother died to first days at schools to birthday parties to science fairs to soccer game to being called mom for the first time. She tried picturing a future where both Gibbs and Emily were taken from her. An overwhelming feeling of grief consumed her.
She knew what she had to do, “You have to talk to Em about this. If this is something that she wants and agrees to, then we’ll have Estacia draw up the papers.”
“We’ll talk to her tomorrow,” he pulled her back into his arms; his body relaxing in relief that she agreed.
“No,” again Abby shook her head against his chest, “you talk to her without me around. That way she’ll be able to be completely honest about her feelings.”
He kissed her head, “Okay. Love you.”
She responded in kind, but he was already asleep. Most of the night, she laid in his arms, listening to him breathe as she tried to banish away her negative thoughts.