Seeing right through you
“Duck,
I’ll be out of town all week.”
“Where
are you going, dear?” Ducky looked at his long time lover, who was closing the
trunk of his Dodge. Ducky knew that his Jethro didn’t have anything on the
agenda this week. If he hadn’t known better, Ducky would have thought that
Jethro was after one of those redheads again.
“Ehm…”
Ducky
watched Jethro wrestle with his thoughts, he noticed that Jethro had become
slightly nervous. Ducky couldn’t help but feeling entertained by this charade.
“Well?”
Ducky crossed his arms and stared at his lover.
“Well…”
“You
know you can tell me anything, Jethro dearest.” Ducky said, teasing Jethro.
Ducky knew exactly what he was up to, and it wasn’t preparing for
Valentine’s Day, it was running away from it. Jethro didn’t like the set up
for Sinterklaas, which was Ducky’s doing. Ducky just knew that Jethro thought
he was going to do it again.
“Yeah…”
Jethro walked towards him and kissed him sweetly. “Like I said, I’ll be out
of town all week.”
“But
you’ll miss Valentine’s Day!”
“Sorry.”
Jethro smiled at him and ruffled through Ducky’s hair. “See you in a
week.”
Ducky
chuckled and waved his lover goodbye before going back inside the house. He
walked into the study, and called Abby.
“Yo
Ducky!” Abby’s voice sounded.
“Hello
Abigail.” Ducky laughed.
“He
left?”
“Yes,
a minute ago.”
“Sweet!
Don’t worry Duckman, his car has GPS, I follow his every move.”
“Thank
you.”
“Though
I feel kind of sorry for Gibbs.” Abby continued. “He thinks you came up with
another plan, so he runs away from you, and yet, you’ll join him on
Valentine’s Day.”
“Let
him think that I believe him.”
No way
was Ducky going to trick him again. He had to admit, he loved what Ducky had
done for the holidays, but he didn’t want to go
His
first stop would be in
Then,
he’d drive to
“Ducky!”
Abby bounced into autopsy while Ducky was doing an autopsy on yet another
unfortunate marine. It had been 3 days since his Jethro had left and Tony had
been breathing down his neck for a long time, trying to imitate Gibbs, so he had
sent Jimmy to take Tony out to lunch so he could work in peace. Ducky often
thought of hiding in Jethro’s car before he had left, and tag along. But he
knew, his Jethro just wasn’t the type of man for Valentine’s Day.
“Yes
Abigail?” Ducky turned around with the heart of the marine in his hands.
“Gibbs
has turned around and he’s in
“Thank
you.” Ducky put the heart into the scale. “I owe you a dozen caf-pow’s by
now, don’t I?”
“Big
time.” Abby giggled and walked towards Ducky. “How’s Captain Tyler doing?”
“Fine,
considering that he’s deceased for about 3 weeks.”
“3
weeks.” Abby echoed. “Was he married?”
“Yes.”
“Wow…
I feel sorry for his wife, it must be hard to be without your lover for 3
weeks.”
“Try 3
days, Abigail.” Ducky sighed. “I miss him.”
“Aw,
don’t worry Duckman.” Abby carefully hugged Ducky, careful enough not to be
covered in blood too. “You’ll see Gibbs soon enough.”
When
Abby had left, Ducky sighed and patted Captain Tyler’s shoulder. “I feel
sorry for you…” he started. He grabbed a chair and sat down next to him.
“I mean… you’ll never see your wife and kids again. Your wife won’t be
able to touch you anymore, the way you like it, she won’t see your face
anymore and most of all, you have to miss her smile. I swear Captain Tyler, I
will find out what made you get ripped out of life, and why your wife is alone
now.”
Gibbs
had been gone for 5 days. He could have just smacked himself. He didn’t want
to go
He
missed Ducky next to him in bed, his warmth, his lips, his… well everything.
He loved Ducky’s voice, he wouldn’t mind being with Ducky for one whole week
to listen to the stories he’d heard before. Gibbs just often pretended that
Ducky was with him, in the shower, even the thought of that made him long for
him. Gibbs would never tell Ducky that he missed him THAT much, that he jerked
himself off, thinking of him.
Gibbs
was startled when someone knocked on his motel room door. When he opened it, he
saw Ducky standing there, holding a single rose, smiling from ear to ear.
“Duck?”
he said surprised. “But… how?”
“Aren’t
you letting me in, dearest?”
Gibbs
grabbed Ducky by the arm and pulled him close against him, kicked the door shut
and kissed his lover passionately. “I missed you.” Gibbs muttered while
kissing. He decided to ask Ducky later how he found him, right now, he wanted to
feel him, taste him and most of all, make love to him.
“Happy
Valentine’s Day, dear Jethro.” Ducky smiled as he snuggled up on Jethro and
his warm body. Jethro automatically pulled the blankets over them.
“You
too, Duck.” Jethro sighed happily. “Now… tell me… how did you find
me?”