Dreams

Visitation- Leroy Jethro Gibbs

When Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs laid his head down for the night, he never thought he would meet his dead wife in his dreams.

"Shannon?" He found himself standing in a garden surrounded by every kind of flower a person could ever think of. The sky was bluer than he had ever seen. The breeze was fresh and sweet. There was a figure dressed in white with bright red hair moving towards him. "Shannon is that you?"

"Hi Jethro." Shock and love covered his face and filled his heart. He reached out to touch her but she shied away. "I was told you couldn't touch me. Not supposed to."

"By whom?" She made an indication looking up with her eyes. "It's been so long. I just-"

"I know. But it's not a part of the deal."

"Deal? What deal?"

"The deal I made with God to talk to you in your dream."

"About what?"

"About your life. It hurts me to see you stuck like you are."

"Stuck? I'm not stuck. What makes you think I'm stuck?"

"You are. Look at how you live your life and I'm not talking about the job. You hardly go out; you hardly do anything outside of your basement. You haven't ventured to find love, you just settle and when I finally find someone I think you-"

"Find someone?" He interrupted. "What are you talking about Shannon?" She deeply sighed.

"Some of us have become guardian angels with the abilities to help shape the lives of our loved ones we left behind. I've been trying to find a companion for you. Some for you to love and every time I think I've found someone, you go off and end up in a bad relationship." Jethro sat down on the bench is disbelief.

"I'm not sure I understand." He said.

"I'm talking about the wives that came after me." She sat next to him. "Do you remember anything strange or weird happening before you got engaged to those women?" Jethro thought and thought.

"Nothing stands out. Did you do something? Because all the marriages ended in divorce. One even married Fornell."

"Not me, you. And actually, it was something you didn't do. I wish you had paid attention to the signs. I'm glad another guardian angel suggested this because you would have missed it again."

"What sign? Shannon you aren't making any sense."

"You never noticed that you ended up sick right before you proposed?"

"Yeah, so?"

"That was me. I tried to get you to see that each one was a bad idea. And now I found someone for you and you actually have feelings for her but you won't let yourself fall in love."

"You know about Amirah?"

"Know about her? I hand picked her and set things in motion."

"But Ziva and Abby-"

"Were all apart of the plan." Jethro sat back against the bench in further disbelief.

"I can't be with her. I miss you. I want what we had."

"You can't be with me; you know that. But you can have something better than what we had. There are so many things in life that we can't control. We planned to be together forever, but that wasn't our fate. You married those other women to try and rekindle what we had. That's why they never worked. You tried to make them me."

"I was trying to make them you?" He shook his head not wanting to believe the truth. "Maybe it makes sense."

"Of course it does. Think about it. We were all strong willed women. We were all same height and weight, able to shoot a gun."

"You didn't like guns."

"True, but I learned how to shoot it. We were all great cooks and red heads." Jethro's mouth dropped at the realization of the main thing that attracted him to all of his wives. Red hair.

"But Amirah has black hair, not red."

"Ah, but she has red-head qualities. You should look up the meaning of her name." She looked intently at him. "I chose her because I knew she would love you the way I love you. Flaws, crazy work hours and all. I also chose her because you won't be able to make her me. Your exes weren't really prepared to be the wife of Leroy Jethro Gibbs. They weren't strong enough. But she is. She's ready. You need to let me go and let her love you."

"But how can I? You were my heart, my princess, my everything."

"That's the beauty of true love Jethro." Shannon broke a part of the deal and touched Jethro's cheek. "It lives forever. And true love knows what's best for the heart. True loves knows that some of us will have more than one soul mate. Amirah cares for you. I mean really cares for you." Jethro had never thought about another soul mate. He'd always heard that everyone always had one, only one.

"Is she my other soul mate?"

"I think you know the answer to that and I think you've know that for a while but you refuse to believe it. You have two soul mates. Amirah and me. Jethro, let her love you. I've done my job. Now once you two are together then Kelly will be able to do hers."

"And what's Kelly's job?"

"To be guardian angel to your children."

"What children? We're going to have children?"His heart raced at the idea.

"Yes." She smiled. "They wouldn't tell us how many. You didn't get to be Kelly's dad for very long, but you are getting a second soul mate and more chances to be a father."

Tears welled up in the agent's eyes. The chance to be a dad again was almost too much to hope for. He closed his eyes to imagine what the perfect combination he and Amirah would look like. When he opened them to ask Shannon another question, he discovered that he was no longer in the garden. He was in his bedroom and comfortable in his bed. He sighed and laid his head back down on the pillow as tears traveled down his cheeks.

"I have another soul mate and it's Amirah. I've wasted so much time. So much time being afraid and not wanting to really move on. Shannon was right, I do love her. And if she loves me as much as Shannon, then my life won't be lacking anything."

He reached over and picked up his phone. He started to call Amirah with his new revelation but decided against it when he saw that the time was well after 1 a.m. Instead, he decided to Google her name. Amirah, he found out is Arabic for princess. Exactly what Shannon was to him. Her middle name, Muhjah meant heart's blood, soul.

Jethro loved her curves. His arms just seemed to fit when he held her. He loved her voice, her gentle manner, and her softness. He loved kissing her, when he allowed himself to melt into it. Amirah was beautiful, inside and out. She looked nothing like Shannon or his ex-wives. She was of Arabic and Indian heritage with long black hair and gorgeous glowing olive skin. Her eyes reminded him of dark pools of chocolate and her kiss was just as sweet. But she fought for their relationship with all she had. Energy, determination and spunk. That's what made her his redheaded princess ready to love him- flaws, weird work hours and all.