The Protector

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This is just a 'filler'. Just to get you all through until I finish the next chapter.

P.S: Tony is going to have some competition.

Elston chuckled, moving his hand towards my belly. 'Well, you can call me whatever name pleases you.'

I sighed, stretching myself even more. Moving my head up to his shoulder, I buried my nose in the crook of his neck. 'Elijah. I always loved that name.'

'Very well.' Elston glanced down at his watch. 'It seems that every time I am with you, time seems to fly by.'

'Hmm? What time is it?'

'5 pm.'

I jumped off the couch, shocked to see the sun going down. 'But, I just got here.'

'Like I said, time fly's when you are here.' Elston stretched himself, reaching for the cabin door. 'Want to head back?'

I wasn't sure how to respond to that. A part of me wanted to return and make sure Gibbs was fine. But I also didn't want to see him and Lisa together. Here, with Elston, I was cared for and loved in a way. I didn't have to worry about anyone coming and taking my spot in his life. I had no fear of being thrown out or treated as a pet. Together we were a pack. 'Can I spend the night here with you?'

Elston was surprised, but non the less he closed the door. 'You don't need to ask Alex. Where I am, you will always have a place.'

'Thank you.'

The next morning, I was awoken by the sound of the forest. Birds chirping and singing. The nearby stream flowing through the woods. It was a pleasant change from the blaring alarm that usually woke me up. I frowned at the extra weight holding me down. Titling my head to the right, I spotted Elston's head draped over my neck. Just before bed, he had shifted and wrapped himself around me. It had been a long time since I have had the comfort of my kind. Giving him a quick lick on the muzzle, I slowly crawled out from underneath him. If the clock on his wall was correct, I was already late.

'It's too early.' Elston mumbled, curling tighter into a ball.

'I have to go back, Gibbs should be up and ready.' Stopping at the front door, I cursed at my curse. 'A little help.'

Elston chuckled, shifting back. "Am I going to have to get a doggy door?" I snapped at his heel, getting a simple laugh in return. "Be safe."

Opening the door for me, I bolted out the door and headed to the house. By the time I got there, Gibbs was standing by the back door. As I got closer I spotted a rope in his hand. Stopping a few feet away from him, I stared at him.

"Thought I was going to have to send out a search party for you." Gibbs said, taking a sip of his coffee. "Come on, let's get going."

I refused to move. The last time someone held a rope, I was latched on the other end. 'Drop the rope.'

"Luna let's go." Gibbs called.

'Drop the rope.'

Gibbs took a step forward, only to stop at the sound of my growl. "What's wrong?" Taking another step, I growled louder. "Luna?" After finally taking the hint, he quickly dropped the rope and took a knee. "Hey, it's fine. Come here."