NCIS 100 prompts fic: Returning
Title: Returning
Author: Purerose
Fandom: NCIS
Prompt: 002 I'm Here
Character/Pairing: Kate/Gibbs
Rating: PG
Word Count: 299
Summary: Kate's got a new life when she gets a late night visitor.
Authors Notes/Disclaimer: An AU, post-Twilight. I don't own Kate and Gibbs, but Rebel is mine.
Rebel knows that something is amiss before you are aware of any changes in the still night air. You hear the gentle lapping of the sea on the beach; it’s a mile away but life here is quiet. The only other sound is the low, throaty grumble from Rebel at your side. He raises his hackles, staring at something towards the left of the white gate beyond your roses.
His growl deepens as you tense and make a jerky motion towards your hip, remembering in a fraction of a second that you no longer carry a weapon. Your only protection now is the growling dog at your side.
You hate how vulnerable you feel right now and shrink back into the shadows on the porch, hoping whoever is hanging around at the gate cannot see you. A movement prompts Rebel’s pitch to jump and become one note away from a full bark. You want to ask who’s there but when you open your mouth you find it is dry, your tongue seems paralysed.
“Kate?”
The voice makes you jump. Rebel lets out a high yelp but doesn’t move from your side, opting to return to the threatening grumble once more. The voice is one which you never imagined hearing again and the familiarity scares you.
Another movement at the gate sets you trembling. A dark figure unlatches the gate and moves towards you. You want to run inside screaming but something keeps you glued to the spot; you just can’t will yourself to move. It’s like you’re trapped in a dream, something unbelieveable seems to be happening to you.
“Gibbs?” Your voice is little more than a whisper, you can’t believe he’s here.
As he gets closer you see he is grinning. “I’m here,” he replies, echoing your whisper.
Author: Purerose
Fandom: NCIS
Prompt: 002 I'm Here
Character/Pairing: Kate/Gibbs
Rating: PG
Word Count: 299
Summary: Kate's got a new life when she gets a late night visitor.
Authors Notes/Disclaimer: An AU, post-Twilight. I don't own Kate and Gibbs, but Rebel is mine.
Rebel knows that something is amiss before you are aware of any changes in the still night air. You hear the gentle lapping of the sea on the beach; it’s a mile away but life here is quiet. The only other sound is the low, throaty grumble from Rebel at your side. He raises his hackles, staring at something towards the left of the white gate beyond your roses.
His growl deepens as you tense and make a jerky motion towards your hip, remembering in a fraction of a second that you no longer carry a weapon. Your only protection now is the growling dog at your side.
You hate how vulnerable you feel right now and shrink back into the shadows on the porch, hoping whoever is hanging around at the gate cannot see you. A movement prompts Rebel’s pitch to jump and become one note away from a full bark. You want to ask who’s there but when you open your mouth you find it is dry, your tongue seems paralysed.
“Kate?”
The voice makes you jump. Rebel lets out a high yelp but doesn’t move from your side, opting to return to the threatening grumble once more. The voice is one which you never imagined hearing again and the familiarity scares you.
Another movement at the gate sets you trembling. A dark figure unlatches the gate and moves towards you. You want to run inside screaming but something keeps you glued to the spot; you just can’t will yourself to move. It’s like you’re trapped in a dream, something unbelieveable seems to be happening to you.
“Gibbs?” Your voice is little more than a whisper, you can’t believe he’s here.
As he gets closer you see he is grinning. “I’m here,” he replies, echoing your whisper.