Worry ...

Dec 15, 2011 22:27

He pulls into the drive and sits for a minute, staring up at the house. Inside is peace. Heather will be there with James (although with Daniel back with his father it does feel like something's missing) and he's home in time to actually enjoy time with both of them before the battle that is getting James to stay in bed. He finds he enjoys it, even ( Read more... )

[rp for] meet_thunder, [who] jethro gibbs, [with] james thomas, [with] heather shepard thomas, [plot] the border op

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meet_thunder December 16 2011, 05:52:18 UTC
As soon as his voice was heard in the rest of the house, James came tearing towards the door dragging his little car behind him. Heather had put a string on it so he could pull it around with him. Or maybe so Bun could ride around on it. But the poor rabbit didn't have the ability to cling for dear life and instead was dangling off at a crazy angle as James came up to Jethro.

Heather wasn't too far behind the littlest boy and she smiled when she saw Jethro. "Hi there," she says.

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dc_knight December 16 2011, 05:58:31 UTC
Seeing her and James makes the weight on his shoulders infinitely smaller. He grins and scoops up James, very glad he left all the work at the office. Tonight is about them. "God you get bigger every day. Your mom feeding you rocks?" He leans past James to kiss Heather hello and the weight shrinks even more when he sees the bruises fading even more and that she's moving better.

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meet_thunder December 16 2011, 06:05:56 UTC
James giggles, "No!" He gives Jethro a quick hug and then squirms his way to the floor. There's far too much playing still to be done. Heather watches James run off again with poor Bun flying out the back of the car like a cartoon. When she can hear him in the other room conversing with the rabbit, she steps closer to Jethro and kisses him again. "You look like you've had a rough day," she says, touching his cheek with one hand.

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dc_knight December 16 2011, 06:13:11 UTC
He sighs and slips an arm around her waist, keeping her close, inhaling that scent that is perfectly her. He tilts his head to her touch and sighs. "I keep asking why I haven't retired yet," he says in response. It was a rough day and ever since OPD showed up to interview him, his team is dodgier than usual. "What about you? How are you feeling?"

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