MarineGirl#1
CSI Level Three
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After Gibbs had gotten back to the hotel he joined Ziva, Tony, McGee, Ducky and Abby for dinner. Afterwards he excused himself and went for a quick shower. While he was under the shower, he wondered where thing with Jordan would lead him and what was on her mind. He got dressed and headed back to the lab too meet Jordan.
“Still working?” Gibbs asked as he walked in to the lab.
“Almost done”.” Jordan said. “I only have to save these results.” She informed. “I think it should get us somewhere tomorrow.” She added.
“Have you eaten at all today?” Gibbs asked as he handed Jordan a small bag.
“Just a few apples.” Jordan accepted the bag. “Why, what did you get me?” She opened the bag and welcomed a warm cheeseburger. “Thanks. I think I really need that right now.” Jordan smiled as she poured herself a glass of water. Gibbs reached for his phone. “Gibbs, hold on.” Jordan said before Gibbs got the chance to call a taxi.”
Gibbs shut his phone. “That’s the first time you called me Gibbs when we’re alone, Angel.” Jordan had his attention now. Gibbs stared at Jordan to continue.
“I think we need to have a talk before we go.” Jordan started. “I would like to know where we stand.” Jordan put the burger back in the bag and took off her lab coat.
“Right now, we’re not standing in the shower.” Gibbs dryly joked and earned him a little smile from Jordan.
“Seriously Jethro.” Jordan blushed and approached Gibbs. She put her hands on his shoulders and met his ice blue eyes. “I need to know how you feel, it’s important to me.”
Gibbs gave Jordan a little peck on her lips. “Does this have anything to do with avoiding booze, coffee?" He leaned in... "And Mac being overprotective of you?” Gibbs whispered in Jordan’s ear and faced her.
Jordan’s face went in to a astonished look. “How…?” She asked uncertain. “And most important, how do you know it’s yours?” Jordan’s hand automatically went to her belly.
“Jordan, I am a trained investigator.” Gibbs said. “I never take anything for granted, rule #8.” He grinned as he kissed Jordan again and put his hand over hers. “Besides, you’re wearing way too oversized sweaters.” Gibbs remarked as he pulled on Jordan’s jersey.
“You're good." She smiled uncertainly. "But how do you feel about this? I mean, us having a baby?” Jordan asked and rested her head on Gibbs’ chest. Then she looked up.
“In my wildest imagination I never believed I could be a father again.” Gibbs started. Jordan didn’t interrupt and let him finish. “I had a child once, Jordan. A little girl. She and her mother were taken away from me… Took me a long time to get over it. Hell… It’s something you can never get over. A tear rolled over Jordan’s eye. Gibbs continued. “I wasn’t there for them when it happened and when I found out, they were already buried.
“I’m so sorry.” Jordan whispered.
“This time I’m gonna be there to protect the two of you.” Gibbs promised. “We were in this together.” Gibbs started. “I’d like to think we can do this together.” Gibbs kissed her gently. “Cause I’m in love with you, Jordan.” He stroke Jordan’s face. “But I want you to be careful from on. No more dangerous stunts.” He kissed her again.
“I love you too.” Jordan told him. “But please don’t become so overprotected as Mac.” Jordan pleaded. “I promise to be careful.” Jordan leaned in and gave Gibbs the most passionate kiss.
“Did you tell anyone that I’m the father?” Gibbs asked as the parted for air.
“Only Stella.” Jordan confessed. “And in her defence she had to drag it out of me.” Jordan moaned.
“Good. The best way to keep a secret? Keep it to yourself. Second best? Tell one other person - if you must. There is no third best.” Gibbs said.
“Is that another one of your rules?” Jordan enquired. “How many rules have you got?” She smirked.
“About 50.” Gibbs grinned. “Now let’s meet Stella, she’s waiting at the elevator.” Gibbs reached for Jordan’s coat and helped her in. They walked to the elevator to meet Stella.
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After Gibbs had gotten back to the hotel he joined Ziva, Tony, McGee, Ducky and Abby for dinner. Afterwards he excused himself and went for a quick shower. While he was under the shower, he wondered where thing with Jordan would lead him and what was on her mind. He got dressed and headed back to the lab too meet Jordan.
“Still working?” Gibbs asked as he walked in to the lab.
“Almost done”.” Jordan said. “I only have to save these results.” She informed. “I think it should get us somewhere tomorrow.” She added.
“Have you eaten at all today?” Gibbs asked as he handed Jordan a small bag.
“Just a few apples.” Jordan accepted the bag. “Why, what did you get me?” She opened the bag and welcomed a warm cheeseburger. “Thanks. I think I really need that right now.” Jordan smiled as she poured herself a glass of water. Gibbs reached for his phone. “Gibbs, hold on.” Jordan said before Gibbs got the chance to call a taxi.”
Gibbs shut his phone. “That’s the first time you called me Gibbs when we’re alone, Angel.” Jordan had his attention now. Gibbs stared at Jordan to continue.
“I think we need to have a talk before we go.” Jordan started. “I would like to know where we stand.” Jordan put the burger back in the bag and took off her lab coat.
“Right now, we’re not standing in the shower.” Gibbs dryly joked and earned him a little smile from Jordan.
“Seriously Jethro.” Jordan blushed and approached Gibbs. She put her hands on his shoulders and met his ice blue eyes. “I need to know how you feel, it’s important to me.”
Gibbs gave Jordan a little peck on her lips. “Does this have anything to do with avoiding booze, coffee?" He leaned in... "And Mac being overprotective of you?” Gibbs whispered in Jordan’s ear and faced her.
Jordan’s face went in to a astonished look. “How…?” She asked uncertain. “And most important, how do you know it’s yours?” Jordan’s hand automatically went to her belly.
“Jordan, I am a trained investigator.” Gibbs said. “I never take anything for granted, rule #8.” He grinned as he kissed Jordan again and put his hand over hers. “Besides, you’re wearing way too oversized sweaters.” Gibbs remarked as he pulled on Jordan’s jersey.
“You're good." She smiled uncertainly. "But how do you feel about this? I mean, us having a baby?” Jordan asked and rested her head on Gibbs’ chest. Then she looked up.
“In my wildest imagination I never believed I could be a father again.” Gibbs started. Jordan didn’t interrupt and let him finish. “I had a child once, Jordan. A little girl. She and her mother were taken away from me… Took me a long time to get over it. Hell… It’s something you can never get over. A tear rolled over Jordan’s eye. Gibbs continued. “I wasn’t there for them when it happened and when I found out, they were already buried.
“I’m so sorry.” Jordan whispered.
“This time I’m gonna be there to protect the two of you.” Gibbs promised. “We were in this together.” Gibbs started. “I’d like to think we can do this together.” Gibbs kissed her gently. “Cause I’m in love with you, Jordan.” He stroke Jordan’s face. “But I want you to be careful from on. No more dangerous stunts.” He kissed her again.
“I love you too.” Jordan told him. “But please don’t become so overprotected as Mac.” Jordan pleaded. “I promise to be careful.” Jordan leaned in and gave Gibbs the most passionate kiss.
“Did you tell anyone that I’m the father?” Gibbs asked as the parted for air.
“Only Stella.” Jordan confessed. “And in her defence she had to drag it out of me.” Jordan moaned.
“Good. The best way to keep a secret? Keep it to yourself. Second best? Tell one other person - if you must. There is no third best.” Gibbs said.
“Is that another one of your rules?” Jordan enquired. “How many rules have you got?” She smirked.
“About 50.” Gibbs grinned. “Now let’s meet Stella, she’s waiting at the elevator.” Gibbs reached for Jordan’s coat and helped her in. They walked to the elevator to meet Stella.
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