Title: Glad you Care
Spoilers: Post Enemy on the Hill (Season 9)
Summary: Post-Ep ""Enemy on the Hill". Not doing it alone, means doing it together...
Note: I don't own anyone from NCIS, but I sure would love to. I just borrow them for this story and give them right back…promise…
English is not my first language. I am open to constructive criticism. Tell me what you think and if you want more.
"Abby" he whispers softly. "Come on, wake up"
He feels her hand tighten around him, her head nuzzling into his t-shirt.
Smiling he unfastens her hand from his side and slips out of her grip to stand beside the couch. Stretching he looks down at her sleeping form remembering their earlier conversation.
"I don't know who I am anymore."
"… little orphan-Abby …"
"Family is more than DNA. It's about people who care and take care of each other."
"You don't have to do this alone, Abby. You've got a family and we help you through it."
Sighing he crouches down beside her and strokes her cheek softly, almost not touching her skin at all.
"Abby you need to wake up. You're going to be all knots in the morning."
A little grin breaks over his features as she mumbles his name and something unintelligible.
With that he decides to just try and move her while she sleeps. Putting an arm cautiously behind her head and the other under her legs he lifts her up. Almost immediately he feels her arms sling around his neck holding on tight.
"Gibbs!" she cries out in dismay. "What are you doing! Let me down."
"Can't do that, Abbs." He replies.
"What. Why?" she asks still holding on tight.
"Gotta put you in bed before you hurt yourself sleeping on the couch." With a mischievous grin he goes on, and carries her up the stairs.
"You know I am, like, totally capable of walking, right?" Exasperated she tries to wiggle free for a moment but gives up after he looks at her with his Gibbs-look, raised eyebrow and all.
In silence he makes his way to the guest room, never taking his eyes of her green ones. He pushes the door open with his shoulder and comes to a halt right in front of the bed. Slowly he lets her feet out of his grip, making her standing right in front of him, mere inches separating them. Her arms still encircle his neck and he leans in to place a soft kiss on her cheek.
"Night Abbs." He whispers near her ear, his breath teasing her skin and making her shiver slightly.
"Night Gibbs." She whispers back as her hands leave his neck and she watches him walk out of the room, closing the door silently behind him. Smiling to herself she walks over to the nightstand by the bed and opens the drawer pulling out an old marine shirt of his. After changing into it she climbs under the covers and closes her eyes, thinking about the events of the day.
"I'm glad you care." She whispers in the dark as she falls asleep, knowing he will be there for her if she needs him again.