Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs (sa_lj_gibbs) wrote in ridgewayresort, @ 2011-08-18 00:14:00 |
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Entry tags: | gibbs, tony dinozzo |
Who: Gibbs and OTA Tony
When: Sunset Wednesday.
Where: At the end of the dock.
What: Being Gibbs.
Rating: TBD
Standing at the end of the dock, Gibbs didn't take to having free time to well. Far to used to keeping himself busy. Building one thing or another. Robin's house had taken some time. But it didn't take long enough. The lake wasn't really big enough to build another boat. The temptation to carve out a bit of land and make a shooting range was there. He couldn't be the only one that liked to go, and with the way the archery range was set up, it wouldn't work. At least not with anything that was high powered. And the targets would get wrecked within a few shots.
No this was all he could do for the moment, stand around and watch time move. Raising the bottle, he took a sip of the amber liquid inside. Feet from the dock a pair of cowboy style stakes lay sizzling over a fire. A cooler with a few more beers inside waiting not far from it. This place did not have the action that DC had, even with the strange creatures, things that he would have sworn were make believe, walking around. Not that it was his job to take care of them. No. It was his job to be sure this place ran smoothly. And while it kept him occupied... It didn't exactly keep his thoughts at bay. So many things seemed to lurk in the back of his mind, and those thoughts always seemed to creep forward when he wasn't keeping himself busy.
He found his mind going back to his wife, and his daughter. Shannon and Kelly.