Follows this.There were times he realized he hadn't eaten. He'd take a bite of a sandwich and go back to it. There were times he realized he hadn't slept. He went come, crawled into bed with Heather, slept for a couple of hours, and went back to it. He'd committed all preliminary forensics to memory, demanding tripple checks from Abby, checks he ( Read more... )

Follows thisIt is a silent procession down the hall to where Jenny has been holed up. Gibbs in the lead, followed by Stan McQueen, the director of the Albuquerque Witness Protection office. Stan is a small man, a terrier with a pit bull of a personality. Perfect for the job that has been handed to him. He and his agents will keep the Director safe ( Read more... )

( Part 1: Flashbulbs )

Connected to this.

Gibbs was antsy. Tony and Ziva’s phone calls and Jenny ditching them distracted him from the paperwork he’d been ignoring. Vance’s disappearing only added to the gnawing in his stomach. Gibbs didn’t believe in coincidences.

( The trip ... )

There's a comfort and peace in knowing that Heather is downstairs working. He is lying in bed, exhausted, and far more sore than he'd like to let on, but he's home and he's alive. One more day where he beat the monsters and the demons and came home to rest ( Read more... )

In response to thisShe's checking email when she sees it and her nightly "don't worry" note to Abby is interrupted by her sister's rant on their shared community. She reads it once, then twice, and is torn between typing off a childish response and turning off the computer. She wants to respond, to write a pages long letter but it would fall on ( Read more... )

He's alone when it happens. Reading a book Heather left behind, the Laker game on mute on the TV. It's surprising how comforting sports have become through this. Mindless. He reads most of the time when he's alone, but having the moving pictures helps for some reason. He did the same thing after the coma ( Read more... )

He's flipping idly through the channels and watching the hands on the clock tick while he listens to the hiss and pop of the oxygen tube. He swears he can hear the IV dripping. This one was close, too close, and waking up to see Heather's teary eyes over the mask they had her wear the first time she came in to visit still haunts him. What hell had ( Read more... )

She's just about to wake James up from his nap when her cell phone rings. It's her generic ringtone and she'd let it go to voicemail but Leroy isn't the only one with instincts and her gut has been churning since that day he came in and told her Vance wanted him undercover. She barely trusts Jenny any more than she does Vance right now and since ( Read more... )

He trundles through the door just after six, fresh and clean and undamaged from any undercover work the day might have wroght. He's exhausted but good and when Heather kisses him at the door, her purse tucked over her shoulder, he lets himself revel in the moment of domesticity ( Read more... )