You Give Me Something
Author: VerityFrancesB
Category: Romance
Rating: PG
Contents: Jibbs song fic, You Give Me Something by James Morrison
A/N: This song has been stuck in my head for a couple of days and Ellie and I both agreed that it has definite Jibbs qualities. Just a little one shot that swaps between points of view.
You Give Me Something - James Morrison
You only stay with me in the morning
You only hold me when I sleep
I was meant to tread the water
But now I've gotten in too deep
For every piece of me that wants you
Another piece away backs away
Cos you give me something that makes scared all right
This could be nothing but I'm willing to give it a try
Please give me something cos someday I might know my heart
You only waited up for hours
Just to spend a little time alone with me
I can say I've never bought you flowers
I can't work out what they mean
Never thought that I'd love someone
That was someone else's dream
Cos you give me something that makes me scared all right
This could be nothing but I'm willing to give it a try
Please give me something cos someday I might call you from my heart
But it might be a second too late
And the words that I could never say, gonna come out anyway
Cos you give me something that makes scares all right
This could be nothing but I'm wiling to give it a try
Please give me something
Cos you give me something that makes me scared all right
This could be nothing but I'm willing to give it a try
Please give me something cos someday I might know my heart
- James Morrison
You Give Me Something
A/N: Jen's point of view is in italics, Gibbs's in normal, hope no one gets confused!
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Asleep, you wrap your arms around me, draw me to you, so close that I don't know where I end and you begin. Awake, you are distant, not obviously so but I know you so well, sometimes I think I know you too well. It hurts me, a little bit, but I know you care for me. I wasn't meant to fall this hard for you, again. It scares me, the sheer force of emotions I feel when I look at you, when you touch me but yet every time I think that I will give in and show you my heart, something stops me. Possibly one day I will be strong enough to understand my own emotions, and maybe even understand yours. I don't know where this is going or even if this is anything, but I want to take that chance, to make this mistake with you.
I arrived home and you were in my basement, asleep under the boat. My heart constricted slightly at the sight of you; you looked so peaceful and at home, like you were meant to be there. I woke you and you told me you had been there for hours, waiting to see me. It makes me so proud that you would do that for me and I have never even bought you flowers. Such a simple gesture but something that is completely beyond me. I pray that you know how much I care about you, maybe you don't, maybe you were there because you wanted reassurance of my feelings and I promise you, as soon as I am brave enough I will tell you. It seems funny that I put my life on the line every single day at work, yet I can't muster up the courage to tell you how I feel. I never thought I would fall in love again after Shannon, but here I am, terrified of losing you, terrified of telling you how I feel, even though I know it is a case of one or the other. I want to tell you that I am ready and willing to give myself completely to you, I just hope that by the time I work up the courage, it isn't too late.
"I love you Jethro," I blurted it out, so unlike how I had imagined. To cover my embarrassment and fear of your answer, I hurriedly carry on, 'This could be nothing, I don't know, but I love you Jethro, I just thought that you should know, in case there is a small possibility that you feel the same. I just don't want what we have to pass us by because we are both too afraid to say what we feel... "My babbling was cut off as you cupped my face in your hands and stared intently down at me. I shifted uneasily, I could never quiet get used to the intensity of your gaze. You took a deep breath and I stopped breathing whilst you prepared for whatever you were about to say.
"I'm so sorry Jen," I started and saw your eyes brim with tears, God I am such an idiot sometimes, I don't think about what I am saying or how I am saying things, especially with you, you spin me around you always have. You take my hands off your face and turn away from me.
"It's ok Jethro." You said and I closed my hand over your wrist.
"No, it's not Jen. I should have been the first to say it." You eyes lit up and I don't think you have ever looked more beautiful than at that moment. "I'm sorry I am such an idiot. The second B really does stand for Bastard."You chuckled at that. "I love you Jen... and it scares me."I stopped as you wound your arms around my waist. I breathed in your scent and relaxed slightly.
"Don't be afraid." You whispered as your fingers found their way under my shirt and drew small circles on my back.
"Don't leave me." I pleaded, I sound like a child, but I know you understand what I am saying.
"Not for the world."
FIN