What's Going to Happen: NCIS

Chapter 24

Tim's POV:

My eyes widen when I see that she's calling. I wonder if she could tell that I was doubting this, us. I look at the paper I threw in the waste basket and it's going to stay there. I wish I could do that with my thoughts so I would never have to have those thoughts again.

"Baby?" Why did I say it like that?

"Yeah. It's me." Why did I have to say it like that, of course, it's her.

"Hey, I'm sorry I was in a daze." I can call it that right? Maybe, I don't know. My own thoughts are beginning to scare me.

She asks if it was anything interesting and I tell her anything that involves her is interesting. It's true. That one thought is going to stay where I threw it.

We exchange I miss you's and she asks if I'm okay. God, I'm an idiot. Why can't I play it cool for once, especially around her.

I tell her I miss her, and it hurts. I really never knew what people meant would they would say that about someone they love. But it hurts so much that I'm contemplating the worse thing possible. I really have to get myself together.

I'm safe when she tells me that she knows what I mean. I tell her that she always does and that I love her. I could go on, but the doorbell just rang.

Why? Who? Who would be here this late at night? Of course, this would happen when I'm trying to talk to my girl and hide that I was thinking the worst of our relationship.

"Baby, could you hold on one second?"

"Mmhmm." I hope she isn't upset that I'm putting her on hold after not being able to talk to her for a while. I should tell her what's happening.

"People are crazy." Great opening Tim. "Who would be here this late-"

I cut myself off because my beautiful girlfriend is at the door with a phone in her hand.

"Surprise." She says to me. My mouth is opened, and I can't move it. I want to say so many things right now, but my mouth won't let me. Am I dreaming?

She hangs up her phone which reminds me to do the same with mine and it feels real.

"Are you happy to see me?"

I knock myself back into reality, shocking myself again that this is my reality. My girl is really standing right in front of me.

"Yes. Oh my, oh my God, baby come in." She steps inside slowly, and I close the door.

I turn to her and examine her. She looks so good in her sweatshirt and jeans. She could make anything look good; I swear it.

"Your eye." I lift my hands to her cheeks, and she rests her head in them. I never thought I would get this feel again. It feels like forever that we were apart and now that she's in front of me, I have no words.

"It's gotten better. Hasn't it?"

A smile finally forms on my face. This is really happening. "Yes, baby it's so much better. I can't believe you're here!" I bring her into my arms and start spinning her around the room. She laughs when I do it. Her laugh sounds so sweet and fills the void that I've had for days, a week, with her gone.

I stop spinning her around. She looks down at me with those green eyes that she has. I look down at her beautiful pink lips and press mine against hers. They're soft and make my body relax for the first time since I heard her voice from under the bookcase that fell on her that day. Her warm tongue goes against mine and I breathe heavy. I feel her lips smiling against mine.

I break away to see that I carry her into my room and not the wall. She giggles as I carry her and everything in life makes sense again. It's just us in the world again.