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Craziest thing about NCIS that I always think about is these people never wear bulletproof vest 😭 literally could be getting shot at and you never see them with a vest on unless they are in a war zone or smth 💀

A Driving Force

An ancient ask from an old friend, it came to me in a dream. Viola. 

Gibbs x Reader | No use of [Y/n] | 3.2 k | Mentions of Childbirth, swearing, pregnancy, mentions of sex, fluff with little to no angst

Pregnancy has got you ready to throttle your husband. 

Nearly eight months pregnant, and you are going to kill someone. 

Someone's name is Jethro. 

Jethro, who- after your first baby- thought it would be a swell idea to have another (don't get me wrong, he is more than good at making them, it's the labor and the first trimester that does you in.) Jethro, who is at work and not at home making you tea or rubbing your calves, or doing literally anything other than being at work. It's driving you nuts, and your son may as well be training for the baby Olympics. There's no reprieve, not with a heating pad, not with an exercise ball, not with the piss-poor excuse for a nap you'd tried to take, nothing. 

So you do what anyone would've done: You drive your ass to his work and give the security guards some vaguely veiled threats to let you up to the bullpen. 

And naturally, he's nowhere to be found. 

"I am going to kill that man," you grumble, reclining in his chair, leaning your head back, and closing your eyes. Ironically enough, the background noise helps- you feel more relaxed than at home. 

The elevator dings, and in comes the trio. (McGee- you assume- is down in the lab. Jethro says he prefers it to fieldwork some days.) And- naturally- they're yelling. 

"I had him!" 

"You had shit! That dude outran you by miles! He's halfway to Timbuktu right now!"  

"Dinozzo-" 

"Boss, I am telling you-"

"Dinozzo."

They stop in the bullpen, and you stand, hand over your stomach, and downright glower at your husband. "Leroy." 

Tony's face crumples into something like horror, Kate looks like a bomb might go off, and Jet- well, he looks a little south of terrified. As he should. 

"Sweetheart," He walks toward you, hands outstretched, and immediately goes in for a gentle peck on the cheek. You swat him away. He frowns comically. 

"Your son is driving me up a wall." 

"You shouldn't be driving like this," he reaches down and caresses the bump. Damn him and his soft voice. Usually, you only hear it in the comfort of your home, never at work, and maybe that's what melts your resolve of putting up a fight. 

You sigh, slouching into him and leaning your head into the crook of his neck. He takes it all in stride, cupping his hand on the back of your head, drawing circles with his thumb on that place where the base of your skull meets your neck. It makes you fall apart like a card tower. You groan- he has the decency not to laugh, just winds his other arm around your waist. "Is he giving you a hard time?" It's asked softly, gently, kindly, with all the warmth of a roaring fire and the bourbon in the basement. This is the Jet that makes you question if he's really an agent. 

"He's been kicking my bladder for hours," you groan into his shirt. It smells like sawdust and mint. "You'd think he's training for boot camp in there." 

Jethro rubs gently at your waist- Tony and Kate sit quietly at their desks and have the decency to stop arguing. Tony even takes a field trip to God knows where- it makes you smile. "Better or worse than Dani?" 

Dani is your nearly five-year-old. A bundle of joy and Jethro's entire world, she has a smile to light up a room. 

And a temper to rival Hell, she gets it from her dad, but he handles her well. 

You scoff. "Dani didn't take up gymnastics, and if I recall correctly, you missed the first eight hours of my labor." 

"Twenty more to go- didn't miss much." You smack him gently on the back, and he only chuckles and continues to rub the muscles of your hips and neck. "You damn near broke my hand." 

"Twenty-eight hours of labor, Jethro. You're lucky I didn't break every bone in your body and shoot you." He mumbles something like 'touche', and you stand in silence for a moment. Jet quietly says 'here' and untangles himself from you (you nearly kill him) until he spins around. Facing your back and winding his arms around to your stomach, he reaches underneath your bump, intertwines his fingers, and lifts. 

You come this close to moaning in the middle of NCIS headquarters. 

Jet started doing this sometime towards the end of the second trimester when your bump became less of that and more like a mound. (These days, it feels more like a mountain.) The muscles in your abdomen relax, and the relief is instantaneous. Your head lols back onto his shoulder, and you kiss the underside of his jaw. "Thank you." 

It comes out in a whisper, but he gets the idea and returns the gesture to your forehead. "'Course sweetheart," And then you just stand there. It could be hours- it could be seconds. Realistically, it was probably closer to ten minutes. Jethro is strong, despite his age and his appearance. If you asked him he could probably do this for another hour and then some. Come to think- he'd do anything you asked him to. And you'd do the same, quite frankly, but right now- right now this is plenty. 

Jethro releases the weight of your baby boy slowly, oh-so-gently and it nearly makes you sob (damn pregnancy hormones) and hugs you from the side, careful not to undo the release he's just given you. You peck his cheek, leaning into the embrace, and close your eyes. 

And then water splashes down your leg, down your pants, and onto a puddle in the NCIS bullpen. 

Motherfucker. 

Echoed both in your head and out loud by your husband, Tony chooses this perfect moment to come barreling into the room. "Boss, we got something- oh shit." 

"Dinozzo, go get my car," and Jet hurls the keys at Tony's head. Tony, with all his goofiness and jokes, makes none about the situation and beelines for the staircase, Kate hot on his heels. 

Contraction number one hits with full speed, nearly taking you to your knees, and Jet hugs you around your waist, keeping you from collapsing and yanking the phone from his back pocket. "If the nurse doesn't give me an epidural this time, you have my full permission to shoot them." 

"Yes ma'am," he says, throwing the phone onto his desk. You don't see what he's done with it, you're too busy trying to stand. 

The contraction fades, you rise, and Jethro rises with you. "You're early." 

"Dani was three weeks early," you breathe deeply through your nose and out through your mouth. 

"This is nearly four." 

"Well, then, Jet, get a damn move on." And move he does. He makes sure you're standing steady first, before flying behind his desk to grab a bag. You do a double take. "You keep the hospital bag in your office?" 

He gives you a quick peck on the cheek, slinging the bag over his shoulder and guiding you toward the elevator. "Been with me for two months now, sweetheart." 

You're going to sob. 

Jet's gentle hand on your elbow and back gets you both to the elevator in one piece. An agent- you don't know who- is standing there as the doors ding open. Jethro gives him a look that could freeze over hell as he turns around to ask what floor, and the mystery agent steps out. 

You poke the 'G' button as another contraction punches through you. Jet gets you to lean against the cool metal wall as the elevator begins to move, and you grip his forearm tight. You're not swearing, not yet, just breathing deeply, but at this rate, you'll be calling the doctor a fuckwad the minute you walk through the hospital doors. 

Tony and Kate (bless their hearts) have the car running right out of the elevator in the parking garage. Tony reaches for your arm to help you in but a sharp, "Hands off my wife, DiNozzo!" Stops him dead in his tracks. Kate steps in as Jet throws the bag in the backseat. He opens the passenger door while Kate leads you. 

"You're gonna do great, call us when the baby's here, and we'll handle the case, Gibbs." The last part is directed toward your husband, who takes your other forearm as you sit gingerly in the car. 

He drives like Jethro. Which is to say: Like a maniac. 

You don't complain, even if it feels like you're in the middle of a police chase. He cuts the fifteen-minute drive to the hospital in half, skidding to a halt in front of the maternity wing, and barely remembers to turn off the car before reaching behind him to snag the bag and half-carry you to the doors. You can hardly blink before they've got you in a room, changed into a hospital gown, and are telling you to push.

Mike Leroy Gibbs' labor clocks in at a whopping two hours. 

It's a very painful two hours. Jet may have threatened several doctors and nurses to give you an epidural (who complies, you don't know the details and you don't want to.) They whisk him away to check vitals and clean him up, though Jet also threatens to maim or seriously injure someone if Mike isn't in your arms in fifteen minutes. 

He's returned rather quickly (you have a feeling you'll have to do damage control when you give a shit.) And he is the cutest bundle of warm brown hair and the brightest blue eyes you ever did see. 

You don't let Jethro hold him for something close to an hour, you damn near fall asleep with him on your chest for a little while, but with a soft, "Jet, look at your son." He takes him

Jethro is pretty quiet while he holds him- he was the same with Dani, awestruck by her existence and speechless. He coos at Mike, who's fast asleep, and sways him gently back and forth. He sits down, the armchair pulled as close to your hospital bed as it can get, with one hand cradling your son and the other holding your hand, rubbing gentle circles on the meat of your thumb. 

(You crushed his forearm during labor. Not literally, Jethro is still injury free, but there will be bruises in a few days. He knows how sore you are though, and if he wasn't occupied with his new son, you'd be sure he'd be giving you a massage. He was just as good- if not miles better- than when you gave birth to Dani. He was on a case, deep cover, and didn't get the phone call from Ducky or the hospital until you were well into labor. Ducky's phone call was far more urgent- Gibbs drove at least forty over to get to you.) 

"Jet, I gotta call Donovan, he still has two more days with Dani-" 

"Already taken care of sweetheart." 

You're going to melt. Absolutely dissolve into a pile of lovey-dovey goo. "Thank you." 

He brings your hand to his lips to kiss each of your knuckles. "He's on his way, your brother drives slower than I do-" 

"Jethro, everyone drives slower than you." 

The corner of his lips twitch upward at that, and he doesn't argue. 

The room is... nice. It's the only way to describe it. You feed Mike, and Jet is respectful and goes to find you OJ while you do it. "It doesn't make me uncomfortable, hun. Figured you could just use some time with him, skin to skin." 

Yeah, you're gonna cry. 

You actually do, while he's away and Mike has finished. It's not sad tears, they're definitely happy. When Jethro comes back he seems to know it, you don't even have to say anything, he just sits on the side of the bed, curls an arm behind your shoulders, and pets your hair. There are kisses laid atop your head, and he rubs your bicep. He whispers in his soft voice, the one you're so used to hearing that when you visit him at work his 'Boss' tone makes you do a double take. (Is it hot? Absolutely. But there's nothing quite like the quiet tone he uses when he asks if you're ready for bed.) 

You sniffle, Mike shifts in your arms as Jethro wipes a tear and a series of gentle knocks at the door sound through your hospital room. One, two, three, four, five, heads poke through the sliver in the open door. "Boss? Can we come in?" 

Gibbs looks to you for permission before answering. You nod and smile softly, and he beckons to the agents. Abby and Kate file in first, closely followed by Tim, then Ducky, who holds the door open for Tony, who's carrying two huge plastic bags filled with something that smells magical. 

Abby gives you the first hug, careful to avoid your newborn, she wraps an arm around your shoulder while Jethro untangles himself from you to help Tony. ("Did ya buy enough for the whole wing, Dinozzo?") 

Kate comes in next, taking Abby's place with a hug around your shoulder. You share grins, and she asks you how the labor was- the conversation is easy and nice. (Everyone knows how bad Dani's labor was. You've come into the office a few times a month, usually with coffee or breakfast, or-hell, even dinner for your husband and his crew when the nights turn long. You used to come in once a week during the first trimester. You and Gibbs would be in the NCIS bathroom with your head in a toilet, hair held back, and circles rubbed on your shoulders. Those were rough days.) 

"Do you wanna hold him?" 

Kate looks a little dumbstruck. Ducky and Tim are giving her encouraging glances, grinning ear to ear. "Y-you're sure?" 

You smile up at her, readjust, and hold Mike out. "Make sure to support his head, arm under his neck, keep the blanket- there you go." Kate kinda giggles- a breathy laugh escapes as she turns toward Gibbs and grins wide. He smiles back- then wider to you- and winks. To this day, it still gives you butterflies. 

Kate moves around the room- pacing in circles, bounces your son in the crook of her elbow, and quietly talks with Ducky. Tim comes in for a small hug. "Congrats, Mrs. Gibbs. You feel alright?" 

You scoff and pull him in with both arms. "I'm exhausted- I think Jet threatened someone for an epidural." 

You give him a peck on the cheek as he steps back, unfolding himself. Tim blushes pink and smiles. "Anything I can do? Food? Clothes?" You nearly start crying again. "I make a mean quiche, waffles too- Abby's can vouch for me-"

You laugh (Jethro's eyes light up at the sound, Tony notices.) "That sounds wonderful, Tim. Thank you, I mean it." 

He smiles, genuine, and you get the feeling sometimes Tony and Kate are a little hard on him. Then you remember how they rallied when he was in the hospital from a gunshot wound, and all those thoughts fade away. 

"McGee! Get over here!" Tony yells from across the room, gesturing with a plastic knife. 

Kate comes over to hand back Mike, but you gesture to Ducky. "Go ahead, Duck. I'm sure you've had your fair share of holding babies, don't make me lecture you." 

Ducky smile kindly (everyone seems to be smiling lately, and as cheesy as it sounds, it makes you happy. The my-heart-hurts-with-happiness way. You think the work is thankful, but even that seems too small of a word for what you feel.) Kate hands Mike over, carefully, slowly- his head fits neatly into the palm of her hand, where it waits until Ducky re-settles the blanket over him. 

Duckys' a natural- he sways with Mike and regals him with PG versions of his cases. Mike, sleepy and half-conscious, wiggles out of the blanket and wraps one of his teeny-tiny hands around the doctor's fingers. Abby and Kate coo and fold the blanket back over your son. They wiggle their own fingers at him, but Mike stays sound asleep, shifting minutely in Ducky's arms.

Tony comes in next for a one-armed, light hug. (You suspect Jet is behind that- you pull him in all the same. ) 

"Gibbs mentioned you were hungry," he gestures to the small table ladened with takeout boxes. "Said you were craving pasta." 

You pull him back for another, tighter hug, gifting him with a peck on the cheek too, "Thank you, Tony, that's really sweet of you." 

He blushes lightly, with a smug sort of look on his face. "You guys can keep the leftovers- McGee's idea."

You give his hand a squeeze instead of words, but he seems to get the idea, winking and holding up your shoulders while you sit up as Jet brings a plate over. He doesn't chastise Tony for his hand placement or the still-visible blush painted across his neck and cheeks, but you're more focused on the heavenly-smelling, rich, and sauce-loaded noodles being presented to you. 

You groan. "You are a saint, hun. Thank you." You grab the plate and fork with eager hands. Tony laughs and meanders off to grab a plate of his own while Jet sits on the side of your bed. He's got his own plate- carefully portioned and balanced on one knee as he catches a noodle falling off your fork and nearly onto the sheets. 

"Thanks," you reply with a mouthful, but it comes out more like a grunt. Jet gets the message anyway, smiling down at you. You're more at an even height now that you're sitting up, and you watch cheerfully as Ducky looks to you for permission to pass Mike to Abby. 

Tim and Kate are chatting quietly. They look over at you and Jet once and a while. (You get the sneaky suspicion you won't have to cook or do chores in the house for months.) Tony is still ladling noodles onto his plate, and you watch as he hands a similar one to Ducky. 

You didn't notice when they first entered- or maybe she was hiding it- but there's a little (not-so-little) bag sitting at Abby's feet as she takes Mike oh-so-gently from Ducky. You guess it might be something black- it'll contrast with his eyes, and you giggle internally at the thought. Abby sways over to Tony, rocking Mike in her arms- you think Tony calls him Giblet Number Two, and you roll your eyes playfully. 

It hits you suddenly how happy you are, nearly knocks you breathless as you watch everyone crowd around Abby as Mike opens his eyes. This is... wonderful. You don't have words for it: you have everything you can ask for and more, and Jethro seems to read your mind (as always.) He reaches down to squeeze your free hand, looking sideways through his eyelashes. "I'm proud of you, sweetheart." 

You smile tearily at him. "I know." 

Peaches and Cowboy

gibbs x reader

This does take place before Jack Sloane appears in season 15

Peaches. (Y/N) only had to thank one Leroy Jethro Gibbs for that nickname. He insists it’s because she’s so sweet and kind. But, she’s pretty sure it’s because of her perfume. He calls her that only when they’re alone, neither of them want to ruin his reputation. 

Her head was down on her desk, with paperwork covering every inch of her desk. Gibbs was growing concerned, because she was looking paler by the hour. Once Tony headed to interrogation, Ziva was checking out a lead, and Tim was getting an update from Abby, he made his way over to her desk. That’s when he smelled her perfume, peach with just a dash of vanilla. “Hey, peaches, you feelin’ okay?” Her head instantly rose from her desk, and she sleepily responded, “Yeah, just a headache the size of Texas. I’ll be alright. Just need to drink more water.” He was still concerned, but ultimately said, “Okay, let me know if you need anything.” “Will do, hun.”

The day went by and by the end of it, she was very excited to go home, make some soup, and crawl into a warm bed. Gibbs had the same idea, but because he was still concerned, he offered to drive her home. She was hesitant at first, saying she didn’t want to be a bother. But he insisted. And she damn near fell asleep during the ride home. She was so out of it, she didn’t even notice that it wasn’t her house. It was Gibbs’ house. Fair enough, they only live a street away from each other. She only noticed something was different when the front table was in a different spot than it was in her house. He led her to the couch, and told her to make herself comfortable. As she did, he disappeared into the kitchen. He reappeared a few moments later with two bowls of soup, water for her, and a beer for him. She felt a little bad that her friend was taking care of her, but ultimately felt so grateful that he cared enough about her to do so. 

They ate in comfortable silence, and after finishing her soup, she started feeling incredibly exhausted. To no shock, he noticed that she was starting to fade. He took the dishes back into the kitchen, and when he returned to the living room, found her half asleep, curled up on the sofa. He gently pushed her hair away from her face, and gently laid a blanket on top of her. He whispered, “Goodnight, peaches.” She responded with a half-hearted mumble that sounded similar to, “Goodnight Jethro.” And with that, she fell into a very blissful sleep, where she dreamt of a very familiar silver-haired, steely-blue eyed man. 

Cowboy. Gibbs only had (Y/N) to thank for that nickname. She calls him that only when they’re alone, neither of them want to ruin his reputation. It was a slow day, the team didn’t have a case, so they took the day to catch up on paperwork. Sometime in the afternoon, they all took a break (minus one silver-haired boss), and took turns guessing what their favorite movie genres were. Lastly, it was (Y/N)’s turn. She correctly guessed that Ziva hasn’t watched a lot of movies, Tim’s favorite is action-fantasy, and that Tony’s was classic films. But Gibbs, she had a hard time figuring his out. But ultimately, she correctly guessed he likes westerns. Specifically, black and white westerns. “Yeah I see it, cowboy. It fits.” And with that, that’s how he became “cowboy”. Just with an afternoon distraction from the mind-numbing paperwork they had all been busy with all day. The rest of the day went by in a blur. They all said their goodbyes and went their separate ways for the night. Sometime in the evening, (Y/N) found herself in Gibbs’ basement, drinking bourbon out of an old glass, talking with not her boss, but her friend. 

“Why’d ya guess I like westerns?” “Because, you have this air of authority about you, your house is bare besides furniture, you have an old TV, and you build boats in your basement. Plus, at night, you smell like bourbon.” “Wow.” “Yeah… it’s one of my favorite things about you.” “What is?” “Everything. It’s just so you.” He leaned over and wrapped her in a hug. She swiftly accepted his hug, and held him tight. They spent the rest of the night laughing and talking about anything and everything. Not a lot of people know, but Gibbs can be very talkative with the right person. He also smiles his beautiful, soft smile quite a lot. But only when he’s with her. Only when he’s with his “peaches”. And when she’s with her “cowboy”, the sun will never be able to outshine her smile.

Birthday Wishes

gibbs x reader

(Y/F/F) = Your favorite food

‘Ding!’ The sound of the work elevator rang through the ears of one Leroy Jethro Gibbs. He caught a swift glance at the person exiting the elevator, (Y/N), the newest member of the team. He had to do a bit of a double-take, because he was very much not expecting her to wear what she was wearing. ‘Ding!’ The sound of the elevator interrupted her thoughts about her birthday dinner that Abby was planning. She normally doesn’t wear dresses, but since it was her birthday, she decided to do something different than her normal jeans and a long-sleeve shirt. She had gone shopping with Abby one day, and they ended up in this little shop near a farmer’s market. 

Her eyes immediately went to a sleeveless lilac dress, which was trimmed in gold at the bottom. It hit her just below her knees, and she felt so wonderful from the moment she first tried it on to now. She paired the dress with a white sweater (it’s DC after all, it’s cold!), and some nice white wedges to match her sweater. She had also curled her hair, and tied the two front sections back with a ribbon the same shade as her dress. Needless to say, she felt pretty all morning. ‘Wow,’ Gibbs thought, ‘She looks really pretty today.’ He watched her exit the elevator and walk to her desk, where she found a note from Abby saying to come down to the lab. She said her good mornings to everyone (ignoring everyone's shocked faces), and made her way down to the lab. 

She barely set foot into the lab before Abby attacked her with hugs. “Happy birthday, (Y/N)!” “Thank you Abby!” Abby took (Y/N)’s hand and ran to the fridge where she pulled out a bouquet of flowers in a vase and handed them to (Y/N). She immediately inhaled the whimsical scent they provided. “Thank you Abby, they’re beautiful!” “You’re welcome, (Y/N)! So, any guesses where I’m taking you for your birthday dinner?” “Nope, not a one.” 

When she came back to her desk with the vase of flowers, she found a croissant and a cup of coffee, with a note from McGee and Tony, saying, “Happy Birthday!” with balloons drawn on. “Thank you boys, that was really sweet!” “Of course, (Y/N), we totally remembered it’s your birthday!” said Very Special Agent Tony DiNozzo. The rest of the day went by unbelievably quickly. The team didn’t have a case, so they spent the day catching up on paperwork. (Y/N) did notice Gibbs disappear for a bit after talking to Abby, but didn’t say anything, deciding it was none of her business. 

Right before Abby made her way up to the bullpen, she remembered Gibbs was waiting to give (Y/N) something, so she waited a few extra minutes before heading upstairs. Everyone else had left for the night, so the only ones in the bullpen were Gibbs and (Y/N). “(Y/N),” she heard the familiar voice of her boss call her over. After she made her way over to him, he said “Happy birthday” and handed her a beautiful bouquet of wildflowers. “Thank you Gibbs, they’re beautiful!” She said, inhaling the strong scent they provided. 

Seeing her so happy over something he did, made him want to hold her close and never let go. So, he did just that. When he held her close, the only thing he could smell was her soft vanilla perfume, and the wildflowers. And the only thing she could focus on was the smell of his cologne, the earthy smell of sawdust, and the feeling of herself blushing at the close contact. He was not making the crush she’s had on him any easier. He also didn’t make it any easier by kissing her forehead just as she was about to pull away from his embrace.

The only thing Abby saw as she made her way into the bullpen was a huge smile on (Y/N)’s face, and Gibbs walking to the elevator. “Are those from Gibbs?” Abby asked, pointing to the full bouquet that (Y/N) was holding. “Yeah,” she replied. “Come on, let’s go to your hopefully-awesome-because-the-restaurant-reminds-me-of-you-a-lot-birthday dinner!” Abby said all in one breath. Abby and (Y/N) linked arms as they made their way to Abby’s car. Abby had (Y/N) close her eyes when they got close to the restaurant, to maintain the surprise. “Okay, open your eyes!” (Y/N) opened her eyes, and the only thing she saw was her favorite restaurant that her father used to take her to when she was a little girl. “I love it here, Abby! How did you know?” “I had a feeling. I know you love (Y/F/F), so I went on a quest to find the best in town.” “Thank you Abby!” said the now-smiling birthday girl.

The surprise birthday dinner was awesome and also enormous, each of them ordering 3 plates of food. Before they both knew it, it was time for dessert. In the dessert (Y/N) ordered, came a singular candle. Before (Y/N) could decide on a wish (it’s a tired old tradition, I know), Abby said, “Are you gonna wish for Gibbs to make you smile like that again?” Seeing the way (Y/N) ‘s face turned red, was all the confirmation she needed. Needless to say, (Y/N) had a very happy birthday, and she fell asleep dreaming of a certain silver-haired, steely-blue eyed man.

Elevator Confessions

gibbs x reader

Slight swearing

“Shit!” The jolt of a suddenly stopped elevator made (Y/N) grab on to the closest thing nearby, which happened to be Leroy Jethro Gibbs. (Y/N)’s boss, friend, and the man she had secretly been in love with for the last year. His hands reached out and grabbed her waist to keep her from falling. “Are you okay, (Y/N)?” Gibbs asked. “I’m fine, are you okay?” She asked in return. “Just peachy.” He said with a slight smirk, which she was trying hard not to blush at. “Why did you turn off the elevator, Gibbs?” (Y/N) asked. “I didn’t touch anything. Why did you turn off the elevator?” He asked in return. “I didn’t touch anything either.”

Being alone with the person she’s been secretly in love with is daunting enough for (Y/N). But being trapped in an elevator with the person she’s been secretly in love with, to say she was nervous, would be the understatement of the year. (Y/N) whipped out her phone and tried to see if she had service. If she had service, she would call Tim or Tony or anyone to help them both out of the elevator. At first, she thought about trying to escape using the ventilation shaft at the top of the elevator, but seeing as she’s not exactly Ziva David, she decided against it. She was also waiting for Gibbs to somehow think of a way out of there. He had attempted to pry the doors open, but that didn’t work. All it did was barely move half an inch, and make Gibbs sore.

So the two of them just decided to wait it out. One part of (Y/N) hoped they would be found soon, the other part of (Y/N) was thinking, maybe this is the sign she’s been waiting for to tell him how she truly feels. After about 25 minutes, they both realized they weren’t being found as soon as they had both hoped. They sat on the floor of the elevator, and for a few minutes, said nothing. They both needed the quiet to decompress after the case they had. It was bad. But then again, all the cases they work are bad. Gibbs was the first to break the silence, asking, “This is really somethin’ isn’t it?” “Nah, it’s not so bad. I could be trapped in here with Tony, as he asks weird personal questions.” She replied with a laugh. 

For the next 3 hours, they talked about anything and everything. At first she hadn’t noticed when he took her hands in his, but when she did, she couldn’t focus on a word he was saying. The only thing she could focus on was the feeling of his rough hands oh so gently holding hers, and the thought rushing through her mind, ‘He’s so close, just kiss him already’. “(Y/N)?” The sound of his smooth voice snapped her out of it. “Have you been listening to a word I’ve been saying? Your eyes look distant, and it seems you’re avoiding something in the conversations we had.” Damn, it looks like her secret was about to be revealed after all. 

“No, Gibbs, I wasn’t listening, and I’m sorry. What did you say?” “(Y/N), don’t turn the conversation around. What is it you want to say?” He started to gently caress her hands, and she knew it was meant to be a gesture of comfort, but he had no idea just how comfortable she is when she’s with him. “You know you can tell me anything right?” He said, now softly gazing into her eyes. “Gibbs, there’s something I need to tell you. And I’m not sure how you’ll react, so I just have to come out and say it. Oh, I’m so nervous-” She was abruptly cut off by the feeling of his lips brushing against hers. She very enthusiastically returned the kiss, and the two stayed like that for the next minute. 

Both sitting on the floor, one of his hands tangled in her hair, the other hand caressing her jaw, she had one hand on his shoulder, and the other hand tangled in his silver hair. They only grew apart when the need for oxygen became too great to ignore. She looked at him through her eyelashes, and he had the look of pure infatuation in his eyes. “I have been wanting to do that  since the moment you became an agent.” Gibbs said, with a small smile. “Likewise, Jethro.” (Y/N) responded, her voice sounding much more sultry than normal. Right when their lips connected, they both heard,  “I knew it!” from Tony. They looked up to find, not only Tony standing there, but the whole team. 

Well, being trapped in an elevator wasn’t on the bingo card for this week. Neither was trying to confess her feelings towards Gibbs, and Gibbs feeling the same way.  

Baby Box (pt. 2)

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I don’t have kids, so I hope this works

(Y/N) had told Alden they’re expecting last week. They were on the fence about telling the team so soon, but the two of them were just so excited they couldn’t keep it to themselves any longer. Alden tried to not be noticeably even more affectionate than normal. There are times when all he wanted to do was keep a hand on her stomach, but it would completely give it away. There are times when all (Y/N) wanted to do was blurt out at random that they’re expecting. They weren’t sure how to tell the team (which is more like a family) for a few days, but (Y/N) came up with the idea of gathering everyone in the bullpen, and telling them then. 

The day came to tell the team. When they got to the bullpen, (Y/N) texted Director Vance, asking if he could come to the bullpen for a minute. Alden texted Jimmy and Ducky, asking the same thing. When everyone was gathered around, Alden started off by saying, “Thank you all for coming. You’re probably wondering why we asked you all here. Um, (Y/N) and I found out some news recently and we wanted to tell you as soon as possible.” (Y/N) and Alden kept their expressions as neutral as they could, even fooling Jessica into thinking they had received bad news. (Y/N) took over by saying, “The news we found out recently is that I’m pregnant!” Alden’s hand immediately flew to her stomach out of habit.

Cheers erupted from everyone in the office, and they were just about tackled by Kasie with hugs. In the crowd, they could hear questions like, “How long have you known?” “What are you going to name it?” “Do you know if it’s a boy or a girl yet?” “Okay, okay, one at a time!” (Y/N) said, with a smile that could rival the sun. Torres spoke first, “How long have you known?!” “We found out last week.” Alden said, with a smile of his own, his hand still on her stomach. Kasie piped up next, “What do you have for names yet?!” “We’re not sure yet, but I’m sure we’ll think of some soon.” (Y/N) replied, now softly drawing circles on Alden’s hand that was on her stomach. “Are you hoping for a boy or a girl?” Tim asked before anyone else. “Either one, honestly. We’re going to love it no matter what.” (Y/N) and Alden just about replied in unison. 

They then spent the next several minutes receiving hugs from Ducky (who was excited that he would be a Grandducky again), Jimmy (who was already recommending various things), Tim (who was excited he’d be an uncle again), Jessica (who was already volunteering to buy all the snacks (Y/N) could ever want), Kasie (who was already calling herself “Aunt Kasie”), Torres (who was already volunteering for babysitting duties), and Director Vance (who was congratulating them both). Alden has always loved (Y/N), and now he loves their baby even more. Yes, he was nervous about being a father in his 50s, but he knew he could do it with (Y/N) by his side.

Love, from Hawaii

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Two weeks. Two weeks in pure tropical paradise. (Y/N) had been chosen by Director Vance to help out the NCIS team in Hawaii with a case. It’s not that (Y/N) didn’t want to help out the team in Hawaii, of course she did. But she knew that if she went to Hawaii, she wouldn’t want to come back as early as the team would need her to. She wasn’t going to ignore a direct order from Vance, so she packed her bag, hopped on a flight, and landed in Hawaii. The first thing she noticed when she got off the plane, how calm all the employees at the airport were. Everyone working at the airport was so nice and calm, compared to the normal cluster that was the airports in DC. 

The Hawaii team needed help with the case, as they were a man down, and (Y/N) had experience in what they needed. The case only took about a week to close, and the more (Y/N) thought about it, the more she realized that she hadn’t taken a vacation since starting at NCIS. What better place to take a week-long vacation than in tropical heaven? She called Director Vance, and quite nervously, asked if she could take a week-long vacation. She was a little shocked at his response. 

“Sure. How long has it been since you’ve used your vacation time?” When she didn’t answer for a few seconds, he followed with, “The fact that you’re hesitating, tells me everything I need to know. The team will be fine here without you for a few days. If something comes up, we’ll call you.” “Thank you so much Director! I really appreciate it.” (Y/N) cheerfully replied. “Of course, (Y/N), have fun. Oh, and if you could bring back some malasadas, that would be nice.” “Will do, Director.” (Y/N) always knew the Director was nice, but she sure wasn’t expecting him to say yes.

“Hey, (Y/N), I thought you were headed back to DC.” Tennant said, as she spotted (Y/N) making a phone call to a hotel, asking about their availability. “I was, but-” “But Hawaii?” Tennant replied with a small smile. “Yeah, but Hawaii…” (Y/N) replied. “Right now, I’m looking for a hotel to stay at, that’s not crap.” (Y/N) said, slightly chuckling. “Why don’t you stay with me? And before you say ‘I don’t wanna impose’, you won’t be. How long are you staying?” “Only about a week. Thank you Jane.” (Y/N) replied, grateful that her friend offered her a place to stay, so she wouldn’t have to stay at a fleabag motel during her trip. “Of course, (Y/N). Anytime.”

Tennant made up a spare bed, and gave (Y/N) suggestions on what to do, see, and eat. At night, Tennant suggested they go out for drinks, to celebrate the start of (Y/N)’s vacation. After about a week of day drinking, night drinking, and hiking, (Y/N) knew it was time to head back to DC. Her last day in Hawaii, (Y/N) stopped at an ABC store close by Tennant’s place. She picked up souvenirs for the team, as well as Delilah, Victoria, and Gibbs. Even though he’s in Alaska, (Y/N) didn’t want him to feel left out. As soon as she landed in DC, she knew she was home. Yes, she needed the vacation, but honestly, she missed her friends. And more importantly, she missed Alden. Yes, they talked every night before she went to sleep, but she just wanted to see him, and to hear his voice. 

When she went back to the office to give everyone their gifts, she was happy as could be. “(Y/N)! What are you doing here?! You’re supposed to be back tomorrow!” Tim announced, going in for a brief hug. “I just wanted to drop these off for y’all.” (Y/N) replied, with a smile once her eyes landed on Alden. Alden looked up immediately as soon as he heard her voice. God, he missed that voice. Yes, he called her every night before she went to sleep, but he just wanted to hear that voice in person, and to hold her. She honestly took his breath away when he saw her walk towards the bullpen. 

She was wearing a long, flowy turquoise dress that had a deeper v-neck than she usually wore. Her hair was long and wavy, and looked a little brighter than normal. When she leaned over to give him his gift, he could smell her coconut and vanilla perfume. If he had to choose one scent forever, it would be that one. Her skin was a couple shades darker and he wondered if she had tan lines anywhere. He quickly tried to change his train of thought, because it was going in a direction that was not quite work-appropriate. He glanced down at her hands that were a fair bit smaller than his, and when their hands oh so softly touched he couldn’t stop the blush forming on his face, and neither could she. 

After she gave everyone their gifts (and the malasadas for Vance), he walked her back to her car, and asked if she wanted to come over for dinner that night. She enthusiastically said yes. She kissed him on the cheek, and when she went to pull away, her lipstick had left a mark in his beard. She didn’t say a damn word, wanting people to know who had left the mark. She spent the rest of the day unpacking and preparing for dinner with Alden. If two weeks was all it took for him to invite her over for dinner, she would have taken a vacation a while back. 

Photoshoots

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(Y/F/F) = (Your favorite flavor)

Hope I spelled “güey” correctly tbh

“¡No mames güey!” (Y/N) said, cursing in Spanish when she saw the email on her personal computer. “What? What’s going on?” Torres said, slightly intrigued as to why (Y/N) swore in Spanish, rather than English. He looked over at her personal computer, and saw an invite from a wedding dress company, asking if (Y/N) would be interested in advertising their gowns. “They want me?” (Y/N) asked, skeptical if the email was actually from the company, or if she was just being punked. “Well, who wouldn’t want you?” Torres replied, trying to help her growing skepticism. “I’m going to take this to Kasie. See if it’s real.” (Y/N) said, speed walking to Kasie’s office. 

“Hey Kasie, do you have a second?” “Sure, (Y/N), what’s up?” Kasie replied, noting (Y/N)’s wide eyes. “I got this email this afternoon and I’m not sure if it’s real or not.” (Y/N) said, handing Kasie her laptop. “No way!” Kasie said when she saw who the email was from. “Sure, I can verify it. I just need a minute.” (Y/N) nodded in response. After the longest 60 seconds of (Y/N)’s life, Kasie smiled at (Y/N), and said, “It’s real, beautiful.” “But why me? How did they even find me? I’m not a model.” “You remember that show you were in, undercover? They were probably talent scouts there.” Kasie said after a minute of putting the pieces together. (Y/N) blushed at the thought of the undercover op she was a part of. “What are you going to tell them? Yes or no?” Kasie asked, seeing the shocked expression on (Y/N)’s face. (Y/N) thought it over for a minute, but in a moment of bravery said, “Tell ‘em yes.” 

In the weeks leading up to the photoshoot, pretty much the whole team knew, including Director Vance. (Y/N) had suspected Torres and Jessica were telling people, much to (Y/N)’s chagrin. When (Y/N) got back from Autopsy for an update, she noticed there was a small white box on her desk, and for a moment, she hoped it was from Parker. “I’m pretty sure it’s from Knight.” Parker piped up when he saw the confused look on (Y/N)’s face. (Y/N) sat down at her desk and opened the box. Inside was a (Y/F/F) cupcake with vanilla icing. As if on cue, Jessica popped up in front of (Y/N)’s desk and asked, “Can I visit you on set?” “Sure, Jessica, but you didn’t need to bring me a cupcake to ask. But thank you. ” (Y/N) replied, grateful for the sweet treat. “It’s an added bonus.” Jessica replied, heading back to her desk. 

(Y/N) had already invited Kasie and Jessica to the shoot, but what she didn’t know was that Jessica had invited the whole team. So when the team showed up to the set, and not just Kasie and Jessica, (Y/N) was slightly irritated. She was only irritated because she wanted to keep things as low-key as possible, not wanting to be the laughing stock of the group. And in case (Y/N) wasn’t blushing enough, Parker was there too. The man she’s had a crush on since he started as team lead, just saw her in a wedding dress. 

But what (Y/N) didn’t realize, because she was faced with her own embarrassment, was that Parker liked what he saw. A lot. When (Y/N) was talking to Jessica who immediately said, “You look stunning!” Kasie looked up and saw the look of absolute love in Parker’s eyes. Even though (Y/N) didn’t say anything, Kasie knew (Y/N) had a crush on Parker. It was the way her attention was always on him whenever he spoke, it was in the way she always “happened” to be near him, it was in the way she looked at him, with eyes full of love and admiration. 

It wasn’t until (Y/N) took a small break, did Kasie say anything. “So, (Y/N), having fun?” “Actually, yeah. I didn’t think I would ever say that, but it’s cool. I can’t wait to see the finished photos.” (Y/N) replied, smiling at the thought that her photo could be published. “You see Parker yet today? He’s wearing that suit you like.” Kasie asked, hoping to start a much-needed conversation. “Which one?” (Y/N) replied with a slight smirk. “Speaking of seeing him… did you see the way he looked at you earlier? When we all arrived?” Kasie said, hoping it was a good segue. “What do you mean Kasie? He looked at me the way he always looks at me. Like a friend.” (Y/N) heartbrokenly replied. “I’m not so sure about that, (Y/N). Dare I say, there was love in his eyes?” Kasie said, hoping her friend would get the hint. “If it was love, that would be beyond fine by me. But that’s a big if, Kase.” “Sure, (Y/N), whatever you say. But just to be sure, you should talk to him about it.” 

After the photoshoot was over, (Y/N) decided to take Kasie’s advice. Right before everyone left, she asked if her and Alden could talk. ‘Great way to start this conversation, (Y/N), give him a heart attack by asking to talk.’ (Y/N) thought, as she and Alden were walking away from the team. “So what’s up, (Y/N)?” Alden asked, gently putting his hand on her shoulder. She wasn’t sure on how to say it, so (Y/N) just said, “I love you, Alden. A lot. I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to ruin what we have, but I’m in love with you. And it’s okay if you don’t feel the same, I just wanted to-” (Y/N) was cut off by the feeling of his lips crashing to hers, and she very enthusiastically returned the kiss, and the two stayed like that for the next minute. 

She always figured he was out of her league. (Y/N) never thought he would ever share her feelings. Both in each other’s warm embrace, one of his hands on her waist, the other hand caressing her jaw, she had one hand on his chest, and the other hand tangled in his silver hair. They only grew apart when the need for oxygen became too great to ignore. He had the look of pure infatuation with a dash of lust in his eyes. “Oh, (Y/N), I have been wanting to do that since the moment I started at NCIS.” Alden said, with a smile growing on his beautiful face. “Likewise, Alden.” (Y/N) responded, her voice much more sultry than normal. When they leaned in for another, they could hear Torres say “Finally! Took ya both long enough!” Their attention was diverted to Kasie who was snapping a picture of the two, still in each other’s embrace. “Give the camera another one!” shouted Kasie. So that’s what they did. And that picture quickly became (Y/N)’s and Alden’s favorite.

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Beach day, finally. (Y/N) had been looking forward to that day for a long while. It wasn’t a usual beach day all by her lonesome, it was a beach day with friends. Kasie, Jessica, Delilah, and (Y/N) had finally been able to hang out outside of work. At first they threw some different ideas around like brunch, farmer’s market, and Vegas even made its way onto the list from Kasie. They ultimately decided on a beach trip, when (Y/N) had said she hadn’t been to the beach in ages and was looking forward to going sometime. (Y/N) picked everyone up and they headed to the beach for a day of fun and relaxation. 

When they got to the beach, they did all the tourist-y things, like going to different shops, eating overpriced ice cream, and taking photos to later post on Instagram. Then, they went to shore to pick out a spot that wasn’t too close to the water, and was far enough away from everyone else. They spent the next several minutes people-watching and talking about anything and everything. Kasie suggested they get in the water before it got too busy, and they spent the next hour or two in the water, while Delilah stayed behind to soak up the vitamin D from the sun’s rays. 

After they came back from the waves, everyone was a tad peckish, so they ate from the many different snacks (Y/N) packed. (Y/N) wasn’t sure when the conversation switched from normal agency gossip to their love lives. “So, (Y/N), anyone catching your eye?” Delilah asked playfully. Before she had a chance to say anything, Jessica butted in and said, “Oh yeah, our team lead. Alden Parker.” (Y/N)’s cheeks went scarlet. She thought she was discreet about her crush, but nope. (Y/N) did work with experienced investigators, so if Jessica noticed, that probably means others did too. 

“Yeah, it’s true…” (Y/N) shyly responded. “He’s kind, funny, smart, brave, loyal, and pretty easy on the eyes too. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t date for looks, but it’s an added bonus.” (Y/N) said, trying to ignore the smirk on Jessica’s face, and the smiles growing on Kasie and Delilah’s faces. “It’s something about the silver hair that does it for you, (Y/N), huh?” Jessica said playfully. “Maybe a little. It adds to the look.” (Y/N) laughed back. “I think it’s cute you have a crush on him, (Y/N). Now I’ve never met him, but from what Tim’s told me, and from what I’ve heard today, he sounds like a great guy.” Delilah said, giving (Y/N)’s hand a slight squeeze. 

“Thanks, I just wish he felt the same…” (Y/N) trailed off sadly. “He does.” Jessica replied. “Sure he does.” (Y/N) said sarcastically. “No, I mean it, (Y/N). He does.” Jessica said. “It’s true. Jessica’s right, (Y/N). I’ve seen the way he looks at you, he does.” added Kasie. “You haven’t noticed him flirting with you? Those glances across the room? How close he stands next to you?” Jessica said. (Y/N) shook her head. “He really does?” (Y/N) replied, surprised by their statements. “Yeah, he really does, (Y/N).” Jessica replied, giving (Y/N) an encouraging smile. "You should ask him to dinner. He'll say yes." Delilah said encouragingly. All weekend long, all (Y/N) could think about was Alden, what they told her, and if Delilah's advice. 

When (Y/N) showed up for work, she found a cup of coffee on her desk. She knew it was from Alden. ‘Maybe they’re right.’ (Y/N) thought when she saw the coffee. She quickly dismissed the thought when she saw Tim and Nick walking into the bullpen. “Hey, (Y/N), how was your weekend? Delilah said you guys had fun.” Tim said. “It was fun. We went to the beach and just had a girls day.” (Y/N) replied, trying not to blush at the thought of what was discussed at the beach. Alden was sitting at his desk, trying to get a headstart on the paperwork that needed to be done. He tried not to think of (Y/N) at the beach. He tried not to think of what she was wearing or if she had any tan lines anywhere. His thoughts were interrupted when (Y/N) called his name and asked him if he had a good weekend. “I did, (Y/N). Thanks for asking.” 

The rest of the day was filled with mostly silence and the odd joke thrown about the bullpen. (Y/N) tried not to think about the man sitting directly across from her and how damn fine he looked in navy blue. She wondered if she should make a move, finally asking him if he wanted to go to dinner sometime. Right as the day was coming to an end, (Y/N) decided to take the girls’ advice, and ask him to dinner. When she stood up to walk to Alden’s desk, he called out her name and asked if they could talk for a second. ‘Great job, Alden. Give her a heart attack by asking to talk.’ He thought. “I was wondering if you wanted to go to dinner with me sometime?” 

(Y/N) didn’t respond for a moment, as she was too stunned to reply. The man of her desires just asked her to dinner. It was really happening. “Sorry if I’ve just misread the entire situation. I didn’t mean to-” “Yes! I’d love to go to dinner with you Alden.” (Y/N) replied, enthusiastically. “I just thought you weren’t into me like that.” (Y/N) said. “Of course I am. You’re kind, funny, smart, beautiful, and a damn good agent. I’ve wanted to ask you for a while. I just didn’t know how you’d respond.” Alden said, reaching for her hand. When their hands met, they instantly felt sparks. “I was actually about to ask you the same question, Alden.” (Y/N) confessed. “Really?” Alden replied, stunned that the woman of his desires feels the same. 

“Does tomorrow work for you, (Y/N)?” “Absolutely, Alden.” He loved hearing her use his first name, instead of just “Parker”. He walked her to her car, and kissed her cheek. “Goodnight, (Y/N).” Alden said, looking forward to tomorrow night. “Goodnight, Alden.” (Y/N) replied, with sparks still surging through her body. ‘God, he’s such a gentleman.’ (Y/N) thought. (Y/N) dreamt of Alden Parker, and Alden Parker dreamt of her.

Not Out of My League

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‘Undercover. Great.’ (Y/N) thought as she heard the news that Parker and herself were to be going undercover as a rich couple, at some party that a suspect would be present at. It’s not that (Y/N) didn’t like going undercover for a case, but it wasn’t her favorite thing to do. (Y/N) has had a crush on Parker since he took over as team lead, and only Jessica and Kasie knew about it. As soon as Jessica heard about the op, she immediately went to (Y/N)’s desk and left a note saying, ‘you should finally tell him’. Parker didn’t mean to read the note from Jessica on (Y/N)’s desk, but it was next to the stack of paperwork he needed for the op.

‘Tell who?’ Parker thought. He secretly hoped it was him, whom the note was referring to. He has had a crush on (Y/N) since he took over as team lead. He knew he shouldn’t, but there was just something in the way she has compassion for everyone she meets, she’s always up for helping Kasie and Jimmy with whatever they need, and her overall gentle demeanor. And don’t get him started on how she looks when she’s holding a gun. Beautiful and badass. Parker hoped not a lot of people knew about it, but he had a sneaking suspicion Vance knew when he picked (Y/N) to be his undercover wife. Parker was so nervous, which is highly unlike him, but little did he know that (Y/N) was just as nervous. 

(Y/N) didn’t have anything close to what she needed for the op, so she borrowed a dress from Jessica, which just so happened to be the one she wore to the wedding with Jimmy. (Y/N) tried it on in Kasie’s lab and she looked and felt incredible. She felt like Mrs. Smith, and it was wonderful knowing that Parker would be her Mr. Smith. But what she wasn’t expecting was for Parker to look so damn fine in a tux. After she had finished getting ready for the op, (Y/N) made her way to the bullpen to go over everything one last time. The first thing she saw when she entered the room was Parker. And without thinking, said, “Hot damn.” Everyone’s attention went to her, including Parker’s. ‘Great, (Y/N). Just great.’ (Y/N) thought to herself as Jessica and Nick smirked at her sudden outburst. 

The op went smoothly, and the suspect was taken into custody. When they got back to the office, they were surprised to find Delilah sitting with Tim and Jessica. “So, how was your night, (Y/N)? Anything good happen?” Delilah said, trying not to laugh. “Yes Delilah, it was great. Thank you. How was yours?” (Y/N) responded, knowing that she was bright red at this point. “It was fine.” Delilah replied. (Y/N) said she needed to change out of the dress and give it back to Jessica, but in reality, she just needed to take a minute and decompress after the case. 

(Y/N) thought of how his hand never left her body. From a gentle touch on the small of her back while they walked through the crowd, to a hand on her thigh, rubbing gentle circles over and over and over again. She never wanted him to stop. What she didn’t know, was that Alden didn't have to pretend he’s absolutely head-over-heels for her. He is absolutely head-over-heels for her. 

(Y/N) felt better after changing and headed back up to the bullpen. She didn’t mean to overhear the current conversation, but it was happening right as she quietly walked in. The only thing she heard was Parker saying, “I just don’t know what to do. I mean, at a certain point tonight, I didn’t have to pretend I love her. I do love her. I love (Y/N), and I don’t know how to tell her.” Tim felt (Y/N)’s presence in the bullpen, but didn’t say anything, because he knew that both Parker and (Y/N) needed to hear it. “You just did.” Tim said, gesturing towards (Y/N). 

(Y/N) couldn’t believe what she just heard. The man she’s been in love with for months, not only feels the same, but he said it outloud. (Y/N) walked up to Parker, and shyly asked, “Is it true? Do you really…?” At first, Parker was scared he overstepped and made (Y/N) uncomfortable. He never wanted to make her uncomfortable. In a moment of bravery, he said, “Yes. All of it. I love you, so much. And you don’t have to say it back or feel the same-” (Y/N) cut him off with a passionate kiss. He very enthusiastically returned the kiss, and he broke the kiss to say, “Wait, you really feel the same way? I always thought you were out of my league.” “Out of your- I always thought you were out of my league.” (Y/N) said with a slight chuckle. 

Jessica interrupted the moment by saying, “Go home you two! And if you need to take the day, we understand.” she said with a wink. “Goodnight!” Parker and (Y/N) said, practically sprinting to the elevator, hand-in-hand. And they did have a magnificent night, and they might have taken the day. It would be a bit awkward to explain to Vance why they both called in sick, but neither of them cared in the moment.

Birthday Flowers

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(Y/F/F) = your favorite flowers

‘These are beautiful’ (Y/N) thought as she walked up to her desk, spotting a beautiful bouquet of (Y/F/F) in a ceramic vase. She put her stuff down at her desk and took a nice, long inhale before reading the card that came with the bouquet. “Happy birthday, (Y/N), from Parker” the note read. She walked up to Parker, who was catching up on paperwork, and said, “Thank you Parker, I love them! They’re beautiful.” Parker wasn’t expecting (Y/N) to hug him. But he would be lying if he said he didn’t wonder from time to time how it would feel to hold her. All of his thoughts had nothing on the real thing, even if it was just for a few seconds. Being this close, he could smell her perfume, the one he secretly adored, the one she only wore for special occasions. 

The team walked in when (Y/N) was walking to his desk. And what they saw kind of shocked them, but not enough to be fully surprised by it. “Oh my God, finally!” Nick said, whisper-yelling from across the office. “Do you think they’re finally together?” asked Jessica. “I hope so, I can’t take the secret gazes and the pining anymore.” Tim said. “How about we ask them later? I’ll ask (Y/N) and Nick, you ask Parker.” said Jessica, with Nick nodding his head in approval. Neither (Y/N) or Parker had noticed the team come in, until they heard Jessica say, “Happy birthday, (Y/N)!” They immediately broke apart, and even though they only hugged for a few seconds, to them it was an eternity. A beautiful eternity. 

Jessica waited until her and (Y/N) were in the elevator down to Kasie’s lab, so Kasie could give (Y/N) her gift. Right when Jessica was about to discreetly ask her about Parker, (Y/N) said, “Do you think Parker gave me those flowers just to be nice? Or do you think there’s a chance he feels the same?” ‘So they’re not together…’ Jessica thought. “Oh he feels the same, (Y/N). And before you say, ‘How do you know?’ This past birthday, he got me a card, not a bouquet of flowers. So yeah, I’d say he feels the same.” Jessica said, sending a smile of encouragement (Y/N)’s way. 

Nick wasn’t sure how to ask Parker about it, so he tried to work it into the current conversation, but ended up just blurting out, “So Parker, what’s the deal with those flowers? Are you and (Y/N) together?” In a moment where Parker’s mouth betrayed him, he replied, “I wish.” He immediately wished he could take those words back as soon as they left his mouth, especially when he saw the smirks on Nick and Tim’s faces. “I knew it man!” said Nick. “What, does everyone know?” Parker said, surprised by his friend’s outburst. “Pretty much, yeah.” said Tim. Parker thought he was discreet about his feelings for (Y/N), but by their reactions, he was not as discreet as he previously thought. ‘Does that mean (Y/N) feels the same?’ Parker thought. He decided that by the end of the day, he would ask (Y/N) to dinner. 

He didn’t know that (Y/N) had the same plan to ask him to dinner. After everyone else had gone home, it was just (Y/N) and Parker in the office. ‘It’s now or never, (Y/N).’ (Y/N) thought to herself, as she made her way towards Parker’s desk. “Hey Parker, can I ask you something?” “Sure, (Y/N). You can ask me anything.” Parker replied, hoping she would ask the one question he wanted her to ask. “Would you maybe want to go to dinner with me sometime?” (Y/N) asked, nervous as can be that he’ll say no and that she imagined the sparks between them. 

“I’d love to (Y/N). Does tonight work for you, or is that too soon?” Parker replied, his heart absolutely soaring. “Tonight’s perfect, I’d love to.” (Y/N) said, with a smile that could rival the twinkling starlight outside. “Well then, milady, where to?” Parker replied, oh so gently taking her hand closest to him and putting his free hand on the small of her back. If all it took was flowers to start a magnificent night (and to spark an even more magnificent relationship), he would have given her flowers a while back.

Can't Sleep

alden parker x reader

‘Wow. One bed, they weren’t kidding.’ (Y/N) thought, as she looked into the hotel room that she and Parker were going to be sharing. The roads were extremely icy and the snow was still coming down close to midnight, making it dangerous to travel. It’s not that she wasn’t absolutely exhilarated to share a bed with the man she’s been in love with for the past year, but she thought the employees were joking when they told them. Maybe they thought (Y/N) and Parker were a couple, that’s why they gave them the room. Neither of them were awake enough to fully realize what they had been given, until they saw the single bed. And it wasn’t a queen sized bed, it was only big enough for one person. So that means they would be very close to one another. (Y/N) didn’t know that Parker had feelings for her as well, so he was secretly thrilled to share a bed with the woman he’s loved for the past year. 

“I’ll take the floor, you take the bed, (Y/N).” Parker said, waking up just a tad bit more once seeing the single bed. “No, you should take the bed Parker, you chased that guy for like two blocks. Plus, the floor can’t be that comfortable.” (Y/N) responded. She didn’t mind taking the floor if it meant that Parker was able to get a good night’s rest. But Parker being the gentleman he is, said, “No, you should take it. You’ve been working non-stop and I know you’re tired.” “Why don’t we both just share the bed? We’re both adults, it should be fine. If that’s okay with you.” (Y/N) hoped Parker couldn’t tell her true feelings were coming to the surface. “It’s fine with me, (Y/N). It might be a tight fit though.” (Y/N) hoped Parker couldn’t tell how red her cheeks were getting after that last sentence, her thoughts going down a path definitely not work-appropriate. 

After she finished in the bathroom, he told her what McGee told him on a recently ended phone call. “McGee says the roads should be clear by tomorrow. I just hope the power stays on.” “Me too, Parker.” (Y/N) replied. “Alden. Call me Alden.” They both made their way to their own sides of the bed, and Parker broke the silence by saying, “Do you have enough room?” “I’m okay, do you have enough room Park- I mean Alden. Sorry, habit.” “Yeah, yeah, I’m good.” Alden replied, hoping she couldn’t tell how much his body was betraying him in that moment, being oh so close to a very beautiful woman. “Goodnight Alden.” “Goodnight, (Y/N).” They both turned away from each other to try and get some sleep before the sun came up. It was a little difficult for both of them to fall asleep, as there was no space between the two, who were lying back to back.

She didn’t think Parker was still awake, until he said softly, “Can’t sleep?” “Nope. How ‘bout you?” “Nope.” He replied, slightly chuckling. (Y/N) turned to Parker and asked, “What do you do when you can’t sleep?” He had to think for a minute, before responding, “Usually I just stay in the greenhouse or look up at the stars until I fall asleep.” Her heart soared at his answer, it was just so him. “Well seeing as we don’t have your greenhouse or your telescope with us, what else helps?” (Y/N) asked, not wanting to fall asleep and just wanting to talk to him until the sun rose. “Trying to stay awake. It’s always so much easier to fall asleep, when you try to do the opposite.” Alden replied, not wanting to fall asleep either. The only thing he wanted to do was hold her close. Which in that small bed, was more than easy to do.   

She was thinking the exact same thing. ‘I just want to be in his arms.’ As if on cue, a shiver ran down her spine. “Are you cold?” he asked her. “Freezing.” (Y/N) replied. He brought her even closer, so her head rested on his chest. She was a little surprised at the sudden affection, but loved the sudden affection. And if that alone didn’t make her question Gibbs’ rule 12 (rule 12: never date a coworker), he oh so gently placed his hand on her waist, and waited for her reaction. The only reaction it caused was  for her to place her hand on his chest, and for her breathing to even out. She fell asleep only a minute later to him drawing circles on her hip and the steady, strong rhythm of his heartbeat. He contently fell asleep only a minute after her to the sound of her steady breathing, and a warm feeling deep inside his chest he hadn’t felt in a while. 

When she woke up a few hours later to the sun shining through the sheer curtains in the room, he was still asleep, with his arm draped over her waist. She always wondered what it would feel like in his arms. But his gentle grasp on her waist was beyond preferable than everything she daydreamed and imagined. Before he woke up, she smiled at how the pleasant light made his hair appear softer and if she looked hard enough, his silver strands of hair appeared to softly glow. ‘Wow. He’s so beautiful.’ (Y/N) thought. His sudden voice broke her out of her thoughts. “How did you sleep?” he asked her. She had to take a moment to focus on the question he asked her, and not focus on how sensual and deep his morning voice was. “I slept great. How did you sleep?” “I slept great.” Alden replied, with a small smile forming on his beautiful face.

NCIS

High achiever, don't you see?

Baby, nothing comes for free

They say I'm a control freak

Driven by a greed to succeed

Nobody can stop me

'Cause it's my problem if I want to pack up and run away

It's my business if I feel the need to smoke and drink and sway

It's my problem, it's my problem

If I feel the need to hide

And it's my problem if I have no friends and feel I want to die

Timothy Mcgee × Eleanor Bishop × Jimmy Palmer, Tony Dinozzo × Abby Scuito × Ziva David × Jacqueline Sloane × Leroy Jethro Gibbs × Mike Franks × Jenny Shepard.

The genius trope

Spencer Reid - Timothy McGee -

Abby Sciuto - Bruce Banner -

Sam Winchester - Peter Parker - Sherlock Holmes - Monty Green

Who I think would sacrifice themselves if these duos went to Vormir

Donald "Ducky" Mallard & James "Jimmy" Palmer

Abby Sciuto & Leroy Jethro Gibbs

Ziva David & Anthony "Tony" DiNozzo, Jr.

Anthony "Tony" DiNozzo, Jr. & Timothy Mcgee

Leroy Jethro Gibbs & Anthony "Tony" DiNozzo, Jr.

Ziva David & Leroy Jethro Gibbs

Nicholas "Nick" Torres & Eleanor "Ellie" Bishop

Tobias C. Fornell & Leroy Jethro Gibbs

James "Jimmy" Palmer & Kasie Hines

Jacqueline "Jack" Sloane & Leroy Jethro Gibbs

Your beauty never ever scared me

Abby Sciuto

Tim Mcgee

Spencer Reid

Ernie Malik

Eugene Porter

Will Graham

here, have some silly goofballs

Potatoes

Figured out I could post videos on here, so here’s an Ncis edit I made