Fiction: Afterwards
TITLE: Afterwards
AUTHOR: Ashley-Pitt
CHARACTERS: Leroy Jethro Gibbs, Donald “Ducky” Mallard, Anthony DiNozzo, Ziva David
PAIRINGS: Leroy Jethro Gibbs, Donald “Ducky” Mallard
GENRE: slash
WORD COUNT: 300
SPOILERS: For Dagger
SUMMARY: Ducky looks for Jethro. Set after Dagger. Submitted for ncisdrabble100 Challenge # 114--Break
DISCLAIMER: I do not own these characters nor am I making any money from them. I borrow them once in awhile, but put them away tidily
Stunned, Gibbs’ team sat at their desks trying to absorb the enormity of what had happened.
Ducky barreled into the room. “Where is Jethro?” he demanded.
“Ducky, Gibbs took a couple of hits…they patched him up… he is okay. But Agent Lee… Gibbs…” Tony slowly trailed off not quite sure how to even say it.
“Somebody please tell me where he is. I need to know.”
Ziva spoke up quietly, “Ducky, the last time I saw him, he was going into Vance’s office. Then, I think he went home.”
Ducky spun and hurried out of the room.
Agent Lee and Bankston were both awaiting him in Autopsy. However, they could wait. Ducky needed to tend to the living right now.
He pushed the Morgan to her limits as he drove to Gibbs’ house. There were no lights on but Ducky breathed a sigh of relief to see the sedan in the driveway.
The doctor moved easily through the darkened house to the basement steps.
A lone light shown over the semi finished boat. “Jethro?’ he called softly.
“Ducky?”
The older man hurried down the steps.
Gibbs was sitting on the floor near the wall.
“My damn hand won’t work Duck. I can’t get the damn bottle open. I was going to break it, but I didn’t want to make a mess.”
The ME slowly sat down beside the gray-haired agent and took the proffered bottle. He unscrewed the cap and handed it back.
Gibbs took a long pull from the bottle and leaned back against the wall.
“It was the only way for it to end. Michelle knew it…I knew it..but…”
Ducky reached up and pulled him to his chest.
Gibbs rested there, listening to his lover’s strong heartbeat.
The agent was tired. He let the sound envelop him.
AUTHOR: Ashley-Pitt
CHARACTERS: Leroy Jethro Gibbs, Donald “Ducky” Mallard, Anthony DiNozzo, Ziva David
PAIRINGS: Leroy Jethro Gibbs, Donald “Ducky” Mallard
GENRE: slash
WORD COUNT: 300
SPOILERS: For Dagger
SUMMARY: Ducky looks for Jethro. Set after Dagger. Submitted for ncisdrabble100 Challenge # 114--Break
DISCLAIMER: I do not own these characters nor am I making any money from them. I borrow them once in awhile, but put them away tidily
Stunned, Gibbs’ team sat at their desks trying to absorb the enormity of what had happened.
Ducky barreled into the room. “Where is Jethro?” he demanded.
“Ducky, Gibbs took a couple of hits…they patched him up… he is okay. But Agent Lee… Gibbs…” Tony slowly trailed off not quite sure how to even say it.
“Somebody please tell me where he is. I need to know.”
Ziva spoke up quietly, “Ducky, the last time I saw him, he was going into Vance’s office. Then, I think he went home.”
Ducky spun and hurried out of the room.
Agent Lee and Bankston were both awaiting him in Autopsy. However, they could wait. Ducky needed to tend to the living right now.
He pushed the Morgan to her limits as he drove to Gibbs’ house. There were no lights on but Ducky breathed a sigh of relief to see the sedan in the driveway.
The doctor moved easily through the darkened house to the basement steps.
A lone light shown over the semi finished boat. “Jethro?’ he called softly.
“Ducky?”
The older man hurried down the steps.
Gibbs was sitting on the floor near the wall.
“My damn hand won’t work Duck. I can’t get the damn bottle open. I was going to break it, but I didn’t want to make a mess.”
The ME slowly sat down beside the gray-haired agent and took the proffered bottle. He unscrewed the cap and handed it back.
Gibbs took a long pull from the bottle and leaned back against the wall.
“It was the only way for it to end. Michelle knew it…I knew it..but…”
Ducky reached up and pulled him to his chest.
Gibbs rested there, listening to his lover’s strong heartbeat.
The agent was tired. He let the sound envelop him.