Sequel to Aches and Pains
Summary: Gibbs now has a few bruises of his own and it's time for Kate to take care of him.
All info in first chapter…
SPOILERS FOR 'RED CELL'!
Kate let herself into Gibbs' house, as was her usual routine. She and Tony had brought the Gunny into custody and went back to headquarters to find that Gibbs had gone home. Tony was worried of course, but was on his way to meet a 'hot date' and so he left after picking up his stuff. Kate quietly picked up her files, and the files she knew Gibbs would want and headed out to her car.
On the ride to Jethro's house she let her mind wander. She smiled as she remembered seeing him after she kicked the door down, triumphant over the other man. But the reality of the situation sank in, and her smile faded away.
Jethro, her boss/friend/lover, could have been killed in an instant tonight. If just something hadn't gone his way, Kate would be in the morgue grieving over his body instead of driving to his house. And it hit her, how fragile their lives really were.
She stepped inside the house, letting the feeling of being in Gibbs' domain wash over her. She rarely went to his place, he was usually at hers, but the time that she was there she enjoyed greatly. There was something about the house that made her feel safe, just like he did. She dropped off her coat on the coat rack, and walked over to the kitchen counter, carefully placing her car keys next to his, and the files off to the side. She slipped off her shoes and padded off in the direction of the basement.
She could hear the familiar sounds of him working on his boat. She peeked her head down into the basement, just watching him work. There was a grimace on his face, one that she wasn't familiar with. Usually he was happiest when he was working on his boat, especially when she was working on it with him. The look of pain mixed with sawdust was foreign to her.
She went down the stairs carefully, just loud enough so she could alert him of her presence. He didn't turn around though, continuing to work on his boat. "Jethro?" She asked quietly as she approached him. She laid a gentle hand on his back, and he recoiled with a hiss of pain. Understanding dawned on her.
It was obvious that the man hadn't escaped unscathed from his tussle with the other Marine, but he tried to cover up how much pain the other man had inflicted. Kate smiled softly and carefully pried the tools out of her lover's hand. She grasped his hand in hers, and led him carefully up the stairs, and he followed willingly despite the fact he didn't know her intentions. She smiled, indulging in knowing that Leroy Jethro Gibbs trusted her.
She led Gibbs into his own bedroom, and she turned to him. He raised his eyebrow in question, and her lips quirked up in a smile. "You kissed my pain away; I think that it's only fair that I can return the favor." He grinned slightly, and shook his head at her.
But she knew that he loved her for it, as he took a seat on the edge of his bed. She sat down next to him, and looked him over, deciding on where to start. She gently picked up his hand and gently kissed each of his mangled knuckles. She gently lay his hand back down on his thigh and picked up his other hand, repeating the gesture.
He smiled over at her, and she smiled back, pressing a small kiss to his lips. She moved away quickly though, kissing an area right below his left eye, on a large bruise that he had developed. He closed his eyes, and smiled as he felt her lips glide over all of his bruises and cuts.
She smiled after she finished coating his face with little kisses. He slowly opened his eyes, and gave her a little half smile. "Thanks Katie." He murmured.
She smiled just smiled and nodded. "No problem Jethro." She looked over and took note of the time and sighed. "It's been a long night…what do you say that we turn in?"
Usually he would have taken advantage of Kate being in his bed, but he was just too tired to try and seduce her, although he was sure that it wouldn't take much. He nodded, and smiled as she went to get a shirt of his to sleep in.
He got ready for bed and slipped underneath the covers and waited for Kate to join him. She emerged from the bathroom, ready for bed, and slipped into bed beside him. She laid her head gently against his chest, careful not to touch any of his bruises. "I'm glad that you're okay Jethro." She murmured.
The corners of his mouth turned up slightly in a half grin that she was so accustomed to. "Think you could get rid of me that easily Caitlin?" He asked, mock-stern.
She laughed. "Not a chance Jethro. Not a chance."