Disclaimer: Not mine... though I certainly would love to drink some coffee with Gibbs ^^

This story is partly beta-ed (thanks to nikki); the last chapters aren't, sorry for the mistakes, which are going to be in it, as always if you like point them out...

This is going to be the longest piece I've ever posted, I hope you guys are going to enjoy reading it, as much as I still enjoy writing it

Gabby /Tiva; action/suspense/hurt&comfort/Romance

the rating is going to change from chapter to chapter

For now I'm starting with T

R&R ;)

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Triggered in the past

He hadn't heard the noise at first.

Not until the knocking on the front door became more urgent and consequently louder.

Everyone he could think of who would come at this time of night, would know that the door was unlocked.

He grabbed his Sig Sauer and stuck it in the back of his waistband, before he left the basement to get to the door.

It was a shock. She looked so awful. Her eyes were swollen and red, most likely from hours of crying.

She looked into his eyes and his heart broke. Hers were so full of pain.

Whilst he pulled her into a hug he gently asked:

"What happened, Abs?"

She answered with a sob, and a tight grip around his chest.

They stood there for almost half an hour, next to the front door, which was still opened into the middle of the night.

The moment she eased the grip a bit, he kicked the door closed and led her, one arm around her shoulders, to his old sofa.

Tears were still streaming down her cheeks but now her breathing came closer to normal.

He gently stroked her back, soothing her, and then asked her again:

"What happened?"

Trying to suppress fresh sobs, she answered with a shaking voice.

"She's in the hospital."

Ok, so someone was in the hospital; he just had to figure out who.

"Who's in the hospital?"

Again, a wave of tears appeared in her eyes.

She was just able to say "Gloria" before the sobbing and the shaking regained control over her body.

She rested her body against his, seeking comfort and solace in his embrace.

About half an hour later the exhaustion took its toll, and she fell asleep, right there in his arms.

He carefully lifted her and carried her upstairs to the guest room, next door to his own bedroom.

He placed her onto the middle of the bed and draped a thin cotton blanket over her figure.

On the way to the room next door, he freed himself from the weapon at his backside.

Leaving his metal companion on the nightstand, he stretched out on the middle of his own bed. He stared at the ceiling with no intention to sleep.

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It didn't take long until he heard her moving again. Seconds later his door opened and there she stood, her shaking body in the doorframe of his bedroom, with pleading eyes begging for an entrance in his arms again.

Not a word was spoken as he moved aside, giving her space to climb in his bed.

She immediately snuggled up against his body.

For several minutes he just said nothing, instead he let his hand move over her back.

"Abs, do you want to tell me what has happened?

Before answering she moved closer.

"I don't know for sure," she said, her voice barely audible. "They won't let me through to her… she might die and they won't let me through to her." The sobbing started all over again.

He felt his shirt dampen. Through her sobs she tried to put her thoughts into words.

"Why do I have to lose everything in such a short time? Kate, you and now perhaps Gloria." She inched away a little, seeking his eyes.

"Jethro, promise me you'll never leave me again."

He looked into her eyes for a while, without answering.

It took a while for her words to sink in, and he realized she felt the same for him that he did for her.

He stopped the stroking and tilted her head up until her eyes were locked with his.

His voice was calm and not more than a whisper.

"Abs, I can't promise you that I will stay on this planet forever; most likely I'll have to say goodbye to mother earth a long time before you will have to do it, but I can promise you that I will do whatever I can to stay at your side, as long as you want me there."

His worried eyes were still looking in her watery ones.

"I love you Abs, nothing will change that, whatever happens in the fut…"

She kissed him softly upon his, through speaking slightly opened, lips.

After they separated he finished his sentence. "…ure."

"I love you too, Jethro."

He smiled slightly and kissed her forehead before pulling her in a tight embrace.

"Try to sleep for a little while; we've got to get up early, to find out what the hell is happening here."

She took a deep breath.

First he felt her tense, shortly after that he felt a cold shaking hand under his shirt, on his bare back.

"Permission to enter your shirt?"

Her voice was barely audible.

"You never have to ask Abs; but when you do it, you usually ask before you actually do it," he answered, with a smile in his voice.

"I knew I did something wrong."

Half a minute passed before she felt his hand wander under her shirt, caressing her back with his fingertips.

"Permission to enter your shirt, Abby?"

"Ah, Jethro, you never have to ask."

She couldn't help but smile, even though she felt like doing anything but smiling.

He had this ability to ease her pain since they met.

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Lots of thrilling shudders and suppressed moans later, he backed away a little.

"Abs if you don't stop now, I won't be able to stop later."

She kissed him softly on his lips. "Who says that I want to stop?"

"Abby don't you think this is too soon? I mean, I don't want to screw up this time, not with you. You mean too much to me. Besides, don't you think today is the wrong day?"

She kissed him with all the passion and the love she had.

"I want to feel alive; I want to feel you, especially today."

She placed her hand on his cheek.

"It isn't too soon. We know each other for years now, and I have loved you for years now."

She kissed him.

"Make me feel alive."

He did.

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