Bring It On Home To Me - II

{You like angst just as much, Mel! :p But hey cliffhangers are fun!}

Gibbs looked at at him, and smiled, "Just a sign that tells me your really ok with this" and ran his hand over Tony's shoulders, and lightly over his chest.
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Catherine's mouth widened, before nervously yelling back at Nick, "No Nick, don't come in here, Will you go get my purse please?" watching the man closely.
 
"...Cath, why do you sound so scared...?" Nick asked, starting to get worried. "Are you positive that I shouldn't come in there...? You're worrying me to death..."

"Then good, maybe I won't have to kill him," the man inside mumbled.
 
Tony looked at Gibbs for a bit longer before smiling. He nodded lightly before whispering to the man. "I'll stop you if I feel uncomfortable," he said. Tony reached up and gently ran his hand thru Gibbs' hair again.
 
Gibbs nodded, and kissed him, then ran his hands over his shoulder, before kissing his neck, and down over his chest.
 
"Yep...especially since it's with you. Makes it even better." he grinned.
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Stella smiled and looked to him. "The same goes for you Mac." she said with a smile as she leaned over and kissed him.
 
He grinned and kissed her back. "I must say it's been a long time since I had a date I enjoyed so much. With someone I was so sure I wanted with me forever."
 
...She never calls me Stokes... Nick thought to himself. "Cath... something's wrong..." he said, swallowing as he inched closer to the door. "You never call me that... what's going on? Why can't you tell me? I've heard it all before..."
 
Damn She thought, "Come on Stokes, I call you that all the time, Don't you want to go to the car and get my purse?" She said almost giving space in between each word.
 
"I'm coming in there..." Nick mumbled, cracking the door open slowly...

"DON'T MOVE!" the man inside yelled to Nick, drawing another gun and pointing it at him. "I swear, you move a muscle and I'll put a bullet through both of your ******* heads..."

"...Okay, I won't move..." Nick cautiously said, holding his arms up in the air. Shit! Where's Brass!?
 
"Cath, honey, you have nothing to be sorry for," Nick told her.

"Shut up!" the man hissed, cocking the gun he had pointed at Nick.

"Okay? I promise Cath, I'm not going to let anything happen to you... and we're going to get out of here and go have a nice time..." he told her, shooting her a small smile.

"I SAID SHUT UP!" the man yelled for the final time.

Bang.

[Bum bum bum :lol: :p]
 
{You just love the angst, don't you?}

Catherine screamed for Nick when the gunshot went off, not really sure what to say or do.
 
[I'm an angst whore :p]

Nick fell to the ground as the shooter took off running, throwing his gun down on the ground. Looking up at Cath, Nick coughed, sitting upright. "Thank god I was wearing this thing," he told her, unbuttoning his shirt to show her his kevlar vest. "Damn."
 
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