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[lizzyk137]

Tony sets y/n up on a date with a friend of his that she got along well with and doesn't tell her till last minute as they are getting ready to leave Tony tosses a pair of jeans and a t shirt at her and tells her the bar they are going to. Tony's friend then stands her up being at a bar she takes to drinking causing a rather drunk y/n to call Gibbs knowing he was paying attention to the details of Tony's "date''. When he answers he jokes about if she wants him to call back with an emergency but is greated with a heart broken tone when she says "no I'm not even good enough for him to show up. I drank too much please come get me"

Drunken Calls - An Agent Gibbs Fanfic (Gibbs X Reader)

Warnings: Mention of drinking, being drunk, mention of dead bodies, and pure fluff. Whether you want to think of Gibbs being fatherly or not, it is up to you! The ending is open for any interpretation! :D Enjoy!!

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"Hey, think fast!" Tony yelled across the bullpen to you, and your face was hit by clothes before you even realized what was happening.

"Ow!" You exclaimed, pulling a pair of skinny jeans off your head.

"I told you to think fast." Tony shrugged as he sat on your desk, arms folded.

"Why the clothes?"

He smiled as he pulled the pale pink blouse off your shoulder. "You got a date tonight."

"A date?"

"Yep. Do you remember Mark? I set you up for a nice date at the pub downtown tonight at seven, so you better get going."

You shook your head and put the clothes down on the desk. "Tony, what makes ya think I'm going to be going?"

"Um, free food, a nice evening, and you hit it off pretty well last time you guys met."

"That was for a case, Tony. But I guess free food never hurt anyone." You muttered the last part as you played with the hem of the blouse.

"Good, he'll see you there at seven." Tony said, winking.

You took another sip of your beer and glanced once again at the clock. 7:49, it read.

You rolled your eyes and took another sip of your beer. So much for a fun date night.

It's been four years since you joined NCIS. Four years of no dates, no fun nights, no nothing. Just another dead marine and the same old grumpy Gibbs.

You tapped on the bar's counter to get another drink. The bartender sighed and then came over. "I'm cutting you off. Do you have someone to bring ya home?"

You grumbled and laid your head against the cool counter. You peaked your head up to look at the bartender and exhaled. "Yeah, I can call someone." Looking at the ten plus empty drinks in front of you, you took a deep breath in and pulled out your phone. The screen seemed to be moving around as your head started to spin as you tried to dial your sister's number.

Putting the phone up to your ear, you laid your head back onto the counter as the phone rang.

"Are you calling to ask me to call you back with an emergency in a few minutes?" Gibbs chuckled through your phone.

Your heart broke when his chuckle hit your ears and tears prickled your eyes. "No," your voice cracked as the tears now slid down your face. "I'm not even good enough for him to show up."

Silence filled the phone on the other end as you started verbally crying, too drunk to hold it in front of your boss.

"They won't let me drink anymore. I need a ride home but I called you on accident." You rambled until you heard the roar of an engine in the background of the call.

Gibbs cleared his throat. "Sit still I'm coming to get you. No more drinking. That includes accepting drinks from men at the bar. Just gather your stuff, and I'll be there, okay?"

"Okay..." You mumbled, sniffling.

You closed your eyes against the smooth, cool counter, drifting off to the sound of Gibbs' engine over the phone only to be woken up by a gentle nudge. Looking around, you realized you were home and on the couch, with Gibbs crouched down beside you.

"How did we get here?" You sat up rubbing your eyes.

"I brought you."

"Thanks... I'm sorry." Your head started to hurt, the world still moving slightly.

Gibbs stared at you for a moment, and then a small smile crept on his face. "Get some sleep, I brought you water and some medicine for your hangover in the morning. You're still drunk, so I'll stay for a bit until I know you won't do anything stupid."

You nodded your head and laid back down, getting comfy amongst the pillows you had. After a few minutes, you felt a blanket being draped over you and Gibbs' hand, gently patting your arm like one would do with a baby to calm them down. It was working as you felt your body calm down, and sleep was starting to come.

"Y/N, you'll find the one who's right for you. You're too good for most guys. Just wait a bit longer, and you'll find him." Gibbs whispered, his patting on your arm never stopping, and you fell asleep with a small smile on your face.

[altomer]

Imagine Being Gibbs Daughter and Being Cheated on

Ziva's Reaction

Bro this bitch.

She straight up was about to end this boy.

Who was he to hurt you.

Gibbs had to force her to stay with you in the office.

If she was able to go with Gibbs to talk to the kid she'd have him in a headlock forcing him to apologize.

Gibbs felt sorry for the kid.

But not really because he hurt you.

Ziva would be like the big sister she'd bring you ice cream and let you watch videos on her computer.

If you needed to talk she would always listen.

She doesn't entirely get teenage relationships but she's trying.

Sleepover at Ziva's... yes.

She would be like a mother figure to you and wasn't going to let some kid hurt you.

[pebblepondering]

This ☺️🥰😊Gibbs with baby YES!! (Mark Harmon looks so great 🤗😌😊 holding a baby) #DadGibbs