Series: - No Series - #1
Chapters: 001 Word Count: 201
Warning(s): Character Death
Character(s): Jethro Gibbs, Ducky Mallard
Category(ies): Angst/Drama, Episode Related, Established Relationship, Friendship, General
Summary: Set after Judgment Day but written before it was aired. A companion piece to It Was Over. Ducky questions Gibbs.
Author Notes: This is the second story a mini series of four double drabbles. And for the first time in all my years of writing fanfic, I'm not quite certain what genre to use for them.
Given that I've seen more than one person use the 'Suitable for everyone' when a het pairing is merely mentioned, then really these are pretty much into that category. Any pairing (slash or het) that is mentioned is pretty much only implied, i.e. there is nothing on-screen (apart from one kiss that really could be platonic/friendship). The main focus of each story is Gen, with a vague mention/hint/inference/if you squint slash and/or het.
Having said that, if you wish to the first can be read as Abby/McGee, the other three Gibbs/Ducky. But the relationships are not the focus of any of the stories, nor are they 'on-screen'.
"Are you quite certain, Jethro?"
Gibbs frowns as he looks down at Ducky. "Don't you think, McGee's up to it, Duck?"
Ducky shakes his head. "No, that is not what I meant. Timothy will, given time to adjust, make an excellent senior agent. Of course he will be different from Anthony, and both of you will have to adjust, but –"
"I am sorry, my dear. I merely meant are you quite certain Anthony will not be returning?"
"No, Duck. He won't. Made that more than clear; you heard him. He was too pissed with what I'd done, condoned, with the whole set up."
For a moment Ducky is quiet. Then he takes a step closer to Gibbs, puts his hand on his arm and gazes at him. "You came back," he says gently.
Despite the fact they are in the middle of the squad room, Gibbs puts his hand over Ducky's hand; it doesn't matter who knows; it never has. "I had something worth coming back for, Duck. DiNozzo hasn't."
Together they both turn and look towards Ziva. She has her head down; her hair shrouds her face.
"No," says Ducky, a little sadly. "I don't suppose he has."