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Post by LJG_NCIS on Nov 29, 2005 16:01:10 GMT -5
for us, it would be!!! thankyou ;D great poem!!!!! ;D loved it You welcome . And thank you. Ok guys, sorry it took so long to update, but here it is! Disclaimer: Same as all the rest. Pairings: KIBBS Chapter 4: A Sad Story In The Conference Room Gibbs was waiting for her at the elevator, holding it open. Kate joined him inside the elevator, and then it started to move up. After they had been moving for several seconds, Gibbs flipped the emergency switch. The lights went out and the elevator came to an abrupt halt, sending both agents for a tumble. Gibbs easily caught himself before he was thrown to the ground. He was used to the sudden halt. He had experienced it hundreds of times with Fornell and other people over the years when he needed to confer with them in private. Kate, on the other hand, wasn’t used to the sudden stop, and lost her balance, falling backwards. The fact that she couldn’t see a thing in the darkness didn’t help matters either. She fell back, swinging her arms to try to regain her balance. Just when she thought she was going to bang her head against the elevator wall, a pair of strong hands caught her around the waist, bringing her closer to him until she was leaning back into him, his arms wrapped around her, holding her tight. Kate’s heat was pounding. She was so close to him. She was so nervous from being so close to him, anxious because of the reason they were together in a stopped elevator, and she was cold too. Gibbs shirt had obviously been soaked, and the wetness was seeping into her now. Finally Gibbs whispered into Kate’s ear, his rough cheek rubbing against her ear. The touch left Kate tingling. “Why Katie?” Kate was taken aback. Gibbs no longer sounded infuriated. He sounded...curious. The thought seemed preposterous to Kate, but that’s what the tone of his voice sounded like. “Honestly Gibbs, I don’t know why. I didn’t think that you’d get so upset. And I knew nobody had ever played a practical joke on you before. I wanted to be the first.” Kate looked at her shoes; she was afraid that her eyes would betray her feelings is she looked into his. “Are you still angry?” she asked, focusing her eyes on the outline of her left Saucony sneaker. “I was.” “You aren’t anymore?” Kate finally looked at him long enough to shoot him a questioning glance. “Nope.” “Why not?” Gibbs held Kate’s full attention now. No matter how much she tried to resist, his eyes sucked her in like whirlpools, drowning her in their depth. “Because...no one’s ever done it before, like you said. You took a chance. Everyone else thinks that I’m such a nice guy that they’d either be dead or fired if they pulled a stunt like that. But not you Katie. You believed in me, and that’s something that not too many people do.” “But...it was Abby’s idea, not mine, She talked me into it. I almost didn’t do it.” “But you did do it. Abby’s like a daughter to me. She practically is my daughter. Her dad died when she was six. He was a cop, and his partner betrayed him. The partner was in with a bad crowd, drug dealers. Abby’s father had a successful drug bust, busting his partner’s dealers. Her dad had no idea what his partner, who he trusted with his life, was involved with that.” Gibbs let out a great, shaky sigh. Kate could tell that this was extremely hard for him. “It cost the partner thousands. To get revenge, he and the few that had managed to not get arrested set Abby’s house on fire one night.” Now Gibbs voice was changing from sadness to rage. He wasn’t yelling, but the tone of his voice was a loud whisper that was more scary than if he had been screaming at the top of his lungs. “Her father was killed saving Abby, her sisters, and her mother from the fire. The mother, Gloria, and all of Abby’s sisters suffered extensive damage from the flames, and they were all left permanently deaf.” “How did Abby get out with no injuries?” “She didn’t. She was just luckier than the others.” Gibbs voice was more controlled and calmer now, but his face was still contorted with pure hatred. “Why do you think she has all of those tattoos?” Gibbs paused, then went on with the horrible tale. “Abby grew up without a dad. I was volunteering at the police station at the time, and the chief asked me if I wanted to work on the case of the arson. I didn’t really know much about the case, but I wanted to help out their family, so I agreed. So I was around her family a lot. After the case was completed, sometimes I’d swing by just to visit. I taught Abby everything I knew. I took her fishing, sailing on a boat that I had made with my father when I was a kid, and let her help me with the boat that I was building at the time. I had always wanted a daughter. As Abby grew up, she decided that she wanted to be in law enforcement, but Metro P.D. said she couldn’t because of the damage done to her lungs the night of the fire. It wasn’t that bad, but their rules are really strict. She became interested in forensic science and grew to love it. She went to college as that as her major, and got her master’s degree. She passed with honors. And...well, here we are today.” It was a lot for Kate to process. That explained so much. Kate’s heart ached for the little girl whose whole life changed simply because her dad did his job in bringing slime to justice. “Poor Abby,” Kate said softly. She had a hard time imagining the peppy, effervescent Abby as a little girl, being carried in her father’s arms, covered in dust and debris, their home going up in flames behind them. She didn’t want to think about it. Kate tried in vain to blink away tears. She could tell Gibbs was choked up too, trying to control his own emotions. They held onto one another for what seemes like an eternity, needing the comfort that only the other could provide. Finally Kate came up with a very good point, Pointing to her soaking wet shirt she said, “Gibbs, we must have been in here for close to an hour. What are we going to tell Abby, Tony, and all of those guys? Not to mention the people that have needed to use the elevator for the past hour?” TBC
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Post by k8tyds on Nov 29, 2005 18:48:37 GMT -5
nice story, not nice where you ended it!!! can we not have a cliffy in the next chapter??? please???
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Post by LJG_NCIS on Nov 30, 2005 15:31:44 GMT -5
nice story, not nice where you ended it!!! can we not have a cliffy in the next chapter??? please??? Awww, but they're sooo much fun! ;D
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Post by k8tyds on Nov 30, 2005 18:52:52 GMT -5
no, no there are not!!!!!!!!
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Post by littlecate on Dec 1, 2005 4:32:14 GMT -5
no, no there are not!!!!!!!! i agree great story!! love it just please no more cliff hangers
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Post by LJG_NCIS on Dec 11, 2005 13:41:39 GMT -5
Ok, just one more, I promise. *unless I change my mind... * Disclaimer: You guys all know it by now. Chapter 5: Conspiring...among other things “Now that’s a good question Katie.” Gibbs paused thoughtfully, then continued. “I suppose I could smack ‘em all on the back of the head until the get amnesia. Or...we could tell them the truth.” “I’m not even sure they’d believe the truth. And what about Rule #12? Plus, we don’t want you to get reported to Human Resources for smacking around your employees.” “I already smack them around. And I’d like to see them try to report me to Human Resources.” That thought made Gibbs and Kate chuckle. The thought of an ancient secretary with large, wire-rimmed glasses, trying to file a report against Gibbs. The whole idea was pretty funny. They had hit a dead end. It seemed that there was no reasonable explanation of why Gibbs and Kate had been in the elevator for almost an hour and a half. “Well, we could always lie.” Gibbs suggested. “What would we tell them?” “That the elevator wouldn’t work and we got stuck. Then it fixed itself and started working again.” “That’s a good idea. But there’s something else you forgot.” “And what was that Kate?” “How my shirt got totally soaked.” “Well...we could say that you got scared and made me hole you.” “Yeah, let’s say that,” Kate said sarcastically. “DiNozzo would never let me live it down.” “True, true. It’d be like you were a probie all over agin, huh?” “Yeah. And there’s no way I hell I would ever got through that again.” “Sort of makes you feel sorry for McGee, doesn’t it?” “Yeah, almost.” The two became serious. They desperately needed a plan. “How about we tell them that you were knocked unconscious, fell on top of me, and your weight pinned me down, which made me get all wet?” A raised eyebrow from Gibbs was all the answer Kate needed. “Ummm, yeah, that was stupid.” Kate cleared her throat. “Well, you know when you’re in interrogation, and you’re in the zone and you just pin the perp against the wall until you scare the answers, not to mention whatever is in his intestines, out of him?” “Yeah. Where are you going with this?” “We can say that’s what you did to me. You know, you were trying to scare the answers out of me.” “That might just work. Good job Katie. I knew there was a reason I like you,” he said playfully. “I mean, all this” he said, gesturing to Kate’s body, “and a head on her shoulders. Not too often you get one of those.” Kate was astonished. Gibbs was actually...flirting? With her?! Her first instinct was to scream ‘Aaaahhh! It’s a sign of the apocalypse! Run for your lives!’ But other instincts told her otherwise. So she decided to play along. “Look who’s talking, He-Man. Tough guy.” She punched him playfully in the arm. “That hurt Katie!” Gibbs put on a hurt look ad rubbed his arm. “I take it back. Leroy Jethro Gibbs, I now proclaim you a wimp!” “You will do no suck thing Caitlin Todd.” As if to prove to her that he was the boss, he grabbed her and easily pinned her against the elevator wall. Kate tried to squirm away, pressing buttons and flipping the emergency switch while doing so, but it was no use. Gibbs was too strong. “Take it back Katie. Right now,” he growled in a playfully menacing tone. “Ok, ok, I take it back! You’re not a wimp,” Kate muttered while trying to wiggle her way out of Gibbs iron hold. Neither had noticed that the elevator has started to move. “What was that Katie? I didn’t hear you,” teased Gibbs. “I SAID YOU’RE NOT A WIMP!” Kate shouted. “Hush now. There’s no need for yelling. These old ears aren’t as sharp as they used to be, but I’m not deaf.” “Come off it. Your hearing is better than mine.” Kate said, then shoved him away. “If you say so...” Gibbs started to say, but then paused to pin her against the wall once again, but instead of making her succumb to groveling this time, he just stood there, holding her firmly. And she didn’t resist this time. And when the elevator dinged, and the doors slid open a few seconds later, Gibbs and Kate weren’t the only ones about to be in for a shock. enjoy!
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Post by stingrayfan on Dec 11, 2005 14:57:19 GMT -5
ROFL I love this! MMM to be alone with Gibbs in an elevator. THe wet shirt we wouldn't have to worry about, it would be both of us naked ;D
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Post by k8tyds on Dec 11, 2005 20:44:01 GMT -5
this better be the LAST cliffy, cuz if it isnt.... **shakes hand in an italian way**
love the story, i can just imagine tony and abby and mcgee standing at the elevator! ;D
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Post by nikkinor on Dec 12, 2005 14:06:05 GMT -5
More! You can't leave us here!
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Post by LJG_NCIS on Dec 13, 2005 15:24:20 GMT -5
Thanks everyone. I'll consider writing a chapter where there's no cliffy but...you never know ;D I'll try to update soon but I might be bogged down with homework this week.
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Post by LJG_NCIS on Dec 16, 2005 13:41:46 GMT -5
Ok, here's chapter 6! (hehehe, there's a cliffy, I couldn't resist! But it's not as bad as the last chapter's cliffy.)
Disclaimer: I think you guys all know this by now, but I don’t own NCIS or anything to do with it except a shirt and a hat, and I never will. Chapter 6: WHAT THE—?!
Ding! To anyone else, the little bell might have sounded cheery and bright, but to Kate and Gibbs it was like it was the song played at the procession at their soon-to-be funeral.
“Guess we don’t need to call anyone in to fix the elevator after all.” McGee said. “Guess not,” agreed Abby.
“Are you guys sure? I mean, we could really have a serious problem here...” “Tony,” Abby cut in, “we all know you have the hots for that blonde that works at the repair company. The elevator’s working so you can just–Oh My God!” There they were, Gibbs and Kate, alone together. In the elevator that had been not working for nearly two hours. Eating face. Each other’s face.
“What’s the matter Abby?! What’s wrong?” McGee asked frantically.
But Abby couldn’t answer. She was in a state of smug shock. It had worked. Abby’s plan had workd; she had gotten them together. She thought that it had been a genius plan, but then she had started to doubt herself once she saw how Gibbs blew up at Kate, and that made her feel guilty. She hadn’t wanted to get Kate in trouble with “The Man.” But none of that mattered now. The Plan had worked. THE PLAN HAD WORKED! Abby let out a victory whoop, which consequently made two things happen: It made McGee and Tony finally realize what was going on (McGee had been so concerned with Abby that he hadn’t noticed, and Tony had been too busy daydreaming about the blonde elevator technician) and it also brought Kate and Gibbs back from whatever planet they had currently been on and back to good ol’ Earth.
Gibbs and Kate stood frozen; staring at Abby, Tony, and McGee. Abby, Tony, and McGee stood frozen; staring at Gibbs and Kate. All four NCIS agents, plus one lab tech, stared dumbstruck at each other. In one, unified voice, all five proclaimed the same statement of disbelief.
“WHAT THE–?!”
Then, total chaos and pandemonium broke out. Accusations were flying, and a few words of congratulation too. No one was exactly what was said, but we can assume that it sounded a little like this:
“What the hell is going on here?”
“Quick Gibbs, shut the elevator door!”
“Way to go Boos! What a way to get ‘em tiger!”
“Yes! Am I a genius or am I a genius? This all happened because of me! I should host Love Connection! Way to go guys!”
Just like that, everything stopped–you could have heard a pin drop, literally. Gibbs broke the silence by saying, “What did you just say Abby?”
Just then Abby finally realized what it was that she had just confessed to doing. A sheepish grin came over her face.
“I, uh, said that I, uh, have to...to go check to see if the results from the prints that I was running through AFIS earlier are in yet. So I better, um, go...um, do that.
And with that, Abby sped out of the bullpen, opting to take the stairs instead of the elevator because: one, she definitely wasn’t going to go past Gibbs and Kate to get to it and two, she didn’t know what had gone on in there and she wasn’t quite sure that she wanted to ride n the elevator where her best friend and her boss/closest thing she had to a father had just been...occupied.
As she was running up the stairs, she nearly knocked over Jimmy and Ducky, who were walking down the stairs.
“Honestly, Mr. Palmer, elevators these days just aren’t made like they used to,” Ducky was saying.
“I didn’t know that they had elevators in your day Doctor Mallard.”
“I suppose you’re right. But I assure you that if they did have elevators back in the day, they would be well crafted and do their job properly.”
That’s when Abby zoomed by at speed approximately equivalent to that of a line drive hit by Sammy Sousa. It was like in the cartoons, where someone shoots by, leaving people spinning in circles behind them. That is precisely what happened to Ducky and Palmer when Abby sped by them. They spun around in a 360, awestruck.
“Good Lord,” said Ducky. “I hope Abigail is all right. Let’s go see Jethro and find out.”
Together the Medical Examiner and his assistant proceeded down the flight of stairs. Their destination was the bullpen. Little did they know that the bullpen was now a battlefield, and they were about to be placed in the middle of a war.
TBC
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Post by nikkinor on Dec 16, 2005 15:54:59 GMT -5
That was a GREAT chapter, more please!
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Post by stingrayfan on Dec 16, 2005 16:39:38 GMT -5
ROFLMAO great chapter!!! I laughed so hard!!!
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Post by k8tyds on Dec 16, 2005 22:39:36 GMT -5
great chapter, and i love the the fact that it wasnt so much of a cliffy!! WAY TO GO LJG!!
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Post by LJG_NCIS on Dec 24, 2005 13:55:13 GMT -5
Thanks guys! Ok, I'm taking a break from The Big Bomb so I can post a new Christmas fic. I'm not sure tight now where it's gonna head, but there might be some Kibbs in the future. If you guys think there should be Kibbs or no Kibbs, I'd love some input. Hope you like it!
An NCIS Christmas
Disclaimer: I don’t own NCIS or anything to do with it except a hat. That all belongs to DPB, CBS, and Paramount. Pairing: KIBBS in later chapters Rating: PG
Chapter 1: In The Bullpen
Christmas Eve 0930
“I can’t believe that we have to work on Christmas Eve!” Kate fumed as she attempted to sort through the monotonous mountains of paperwork that was piled on her desk.
“I know. It’s like I always say, we’re overworked and underpaid,” said Abby, who was precariously perched on a mound of papers that was teetering on the edge of Kate’s desk.
“Actually Abby, you always say that you’re overworked and underpaid,” said McGee, who had just entered the bullpen.
“You know, Timmy, please just shut up. Kate and I are trying to have a private conversation.”
McGee shut up and started to boot up his computer.
Tony looked at Abby, admiration shining on his face. “Teach me your ways, O Master!” he cried, then jumped out from behind his desk and bowed deeply to Abby. Of course, at that precise moment, the pile of papers Abby was sitting on decided to move an inch forward, which resulted in Abby falling straight onto Tony, which then resulted in several grunts, groans, and cries of help.
“Tim, get your butt over here and help me get off Tony! His knee is sticking into my back!” McGee ignored Abby and continued to focus on his Dell. Just then, Kate’s computer chimed the arrival of a new email. Kate opened it up and said, “It’s from McGee. It says: ‘Abby, you said to shut up, so I did. Now I’ll give to a piece of advice. Get up before Gibbs walks in.’”
“Oh, thanks McGee,” Abby said sarcastically. “Now Gibbs os gonna walk in a think that I have a thing for Tony!”
There were cries of “Ewww, gross” and “Come on Abby, I just ate breakfast!” from Kate and McGee. Tony made a face, sticking out his tongue at them and said, “Geez, you know how to make a guy feel special. Why don’t you just get a life!”
Right on cue, the elevator bell dinged and in walked Gibbs, who had been visiting with Ducky in Autopsy. Upon seeing Abby and Tony lying on top of each other in the middle of the bullpen, he said with a perfectly straight face, “Come on guys, you know what I say about romance between agents. Lab techs are included in that. If you’re gonna do it, at least don’t do it in the middle of the bullpen for God’s sake!”
That made Abby get off Tony. Fast. Embarrassed, she headed for the elevator, and Tony headed for his desk. Both were very red in the face. Kate and McGee were extremely red in the face too, but that was because they were trying to hold back hysterical laughter. Even a smile was creeping it’s way across Gibbs’ face, and his icy blue eyes twinkled and danced.
As Abby passed him on her way to the elevator, Gibbs said to her in a very loud stage whisper, “He’s really not your type anyway Abbs.”
That was the final straw for Kate and McGee. Unable to suppress their laughter anymore, they burst out laughing. Some snorts, squeals, and hiccups were thrown in as well, along with some identifiable sounds that sounded like: “ Hearkupeohehahohohorthargsnarfscortleyuple!”
Suddenly, the phone on Gibbs’ desk started to ring. McGee and Kate did their very best to hold in their laughter while he answered the phone, nearly making themselves turn purple. Eve Gibbs had to take a deep breath to maintain his calm. He answered the phone tentatively, as if sensing in the core of his gut that something was terribly wrong.
“Yeah, Gibbs...ok, we’ll be right there.” Gibbs’ eyes no longer twinkled. They were clouded and dark as if they knew a grave secret, but couldn’t share it and release their pain and grief. Finally, he spoke.
“Fornell’s been shot.”
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