Ashleigh Anpilova


Set during Broken Bird.

Gibbs knows he needs help from someone, because it appears Ducky won't help himself. His choice might seem odd to some.

An established relationship story.

Written: May 2009. Word count: 300.




As Ducky drifted back into a Morphine induced sleep, Gibbs sat back in his chair again and shook his head. "Damn you, Duck," he murmured. "Why won't you help yourself?"


He'd been shocked at Ducky's 'Perhaps because I killed her brother'. Ducky had killed someone? He still found it difficult to comprehend.


Yet deep down he'd always known his mild mannered, caring, gentle lover could, if it was unavoidable, kill. Also Ducky had once told him there wasn't a doctor alive who hadn't at some point been responsible for the death of a patient.


However, his gut and Ducky's reaction told him this killing didn't fit either of those reasons. This was something else. And Ducky wouldn't talk to him.


Ducky withdrawing from him hurt. It seemed the man he'd known and loved for so many years didn't trust him. He didn't want to believe that, but Ducky wasn't giving him any help.


Whatever Ducky had done, he was no murderer. There had to be an explanation. There had to be. And he had to find it.


Bending over the sleeping Ducky, Gibbs brushed his lips over Ducky's forehead and pushed his hair back. "I'll sort it, Duck," he whispered. "With or without your help, I'll sort it."


Afghanistan; he knew exactly who he had to turn to for help. He didn't want to. Trent Kort would be the last person he'd want to owe a favor to. But Ducky was that important. Besides, the old adage 'better the devil you know' was true. He didn't like Kort; he didn't trust him; he was more enemy than friend. But for now he was the only one who could help.


Leaving the hospital he pulled out his cell phone. "It's Gibbs. I need to see you. Usual place." He hung up.



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