Im backkkkkk. Hi guys, so im planning on continueing all of my fics but would like to start of with this one. You know the drill, read and if you lile, leave a review.

The day was perfect for a summers day. A soft breeze, blue sky and sand beneath his feet. Gibbs couldnt have asked for a better day for the teams annual beach trip. It was a tradition that was kept no matter how hectic the work load was. A day where all of them could relax, a well needed respite from the horrors they dealt with in a daily basis.

It was always the same beach they frequented. A lesser know beach within a couple of hours drive from the base. It wasnt overly large but the sand was golden and the water blue.

Ducky was sat beside him, keeping a careful watvh over the grilling meat that would keep their bellies full and the teams moaning at bay. He grilled whilst beguiling hum with a tale from his youth, a welcome tale that his was happy to hear. He listened whilst maintaining his own watch over the others.

They were a short dustance away, playing a game of volleyball. Well, trying to play. It was Ziva and McGee vs Tony and Abby. The latter of each team quite obviously the weaker players. Both of them seemed to be on the sidelines just watching the game as he was. Tony and Ziva however, they were out for blood.

Each was competitive to the point of obsession. Neither could stand to lose to the other, in anything they did.

With them it was an extreme case of sibling rivalry, they loved each other to death but always hid that love behind jokes and constantly trying to one up the other.

Watching the game they were engaged in now though it was clear that neither would be able to beat the other.

Ziva was a ball of fluid movement, gracefully leaping at the ball effortlessly wacking it Tonys way. Not even a hint of exertion on her face. It was the same with Tony, the patent cocky smirk plastered across his face as he animatedly dived too and throw across the sand, hitting the ball with a flair straight back the way it came.

It was time to put a stop to the game, before they took it too far as they had many times before. He didnt want the plissful peace that had surrounded yhem thus far to be tainted by petulant moans of what was and wasnt fair and who the rightful winner was.

With a quick whistle and a quirk of the head the ball lay forgotten at their feet, all of them seemingly glad for an excuse to pack up and call it a tie.

The four of them trudged towards him, kicking up sand on the way with arms vasually slung across one anothers shoulders. Watching them aproach Gibbs realised something important, this was what happiness looked like to him. His family, his dear friend, enjoying a day at the beach. Just basking in one anothers company. This was what would keep his heart happy when his mind was trudging through his darker days. This here was his light, the reason he always broke through the darkness. His family.