TITLE: Survive

PROMPT: Survive

AUTHOR: toxic_petals

A.N. - I didn't post this in the forum because I wasn't anywhere near wi-fi the day it was due (and it wasn't typed yet... it was in my NCIS notebook)



"Abbs?" Gibbs asked in a confused tone as the figure at the top of the stairs slowly made her way to the basement. And he had reason to be confused as it was well after two A.M. on a night they both had to be into work the next morning.

"What are you doing down here?" she asked incredulously.

"I could ask you the same thing," was his only reply.

"Gibbs, you were shot today and barely survived it missing your heart, don't you think the basement can wait?"

"You here to baby me, Abbs? Or-"

"No. I wasn't finished," she interrupted, catching both Gibbs and herself by surprise.

"You may have survived this time, and the last, and the ones before that; but what about next time? What happens then? I don't think I could survive that."

"What do you mean? You were fine while I was in Mexico."

"Don't," she whispered, tears welling up in her green eyes, making them sparkle in the dim light of the basement. "Don't assume I was fine. I was half dead. Getting by on sugar alone. I couldn't even look at a Caf-Pow! without crying, just ask Tony."

By now she was directly in front of him, crowding him against the work table as she looked up at him with tears in her eyes.

"Abby," he whispered her name like a broken prayer. He reached out a hand to cup her face, his thumb wiping the tears from her cheek.

"Just promise me you'll be more careful," she pleaded, not willing to go any deeper as she looked to the ground before her eyes betrayed her anymore. But it was too late, he'd seen something there that he'd been searching for and guarding against at the same time for quite a while.

With a gentle shove he switched their positions so that she was now pinned against the work table by his body. He brought up his other hand and used both to lift her face so he could look into her eyes.

"I won't make promises I can't keep," he whispered, watching as more tears surfaced. "But I'll do the damn best I can so that we can both survive. Together."

And with that he leaned down and covered her mouth with his own in a gentle, yet searching, kiss. His way of sealing a deal – with her anyways.