Kayla Shay (kaylashay) wrote,
Kayla Shay

Fic: Spitfire (NCIS)

Title: Spitfire
Author: kaylashay
Rating: FR13
Disclaimer: I'm not Bellesario or CBS, so I don't claim to own them.
Word Count: 5 x 100
Challenge: ncis_drabble; Challenge #90 - Fire

Crossposted: ncis_drabble; ncisfanfic; ncis_haven; gibbsbasement

Summary: No one can talk to a horse...

My owners kept telling me that I would belong to someone very soon. I was both nervous and intrigued at the prospect of there being someone out there just for me. I wanted to make it my mission to make whoever it was the happiest person. The first time I saw them, I was jittery. There was a strong looking man and a woman with fiery red hair, but they didn’t put me on edge. The little girl with the wide smile captured my attention. “I like you Fitspire,” she said and I heard the man whisper, “It’s Spitfire, Kel.”

Things were good. At least once a week I would see Kelly and take her riding. Sometimes she was only with the woman, Shannon, but the best times were when the man, Jethro, was with them. Kelly would light up like the flames I had seen around campfires. The three of them were good together and I enjoyed nothing more than to watch and listen to them. I know there’s a human word for what they had together, but I didn’t know what it was. However, I could see what they meant to each other in everything they did together.

One night, I was shocked when I saw Jethro standing outside my stall and Shannon and Kelly weren’t with him. It worried me as I moved over to touch his hand. He rubbed across the place I enjoyed being petted the most for several minutes before he looked deep into my eyes. “I need you to take care of Kel for me and keep her happy. Think you can do that Spitfire?” he asked softly. I didn’t understand completely but I knew I would always take care of Kelly. I just bumped my head in his hand to say yes.

For some time, Kelly wasn’t the same as she was before the night Jethro talked to me. She seemed sad and the light I always saw in her had dimmed. I made it my mission to see a flicker of that light each time she rode me. I would make a noise at something she said, bump her with my head if she was standing beside me, anything to make her smile. “I miss my dad,” she whispered in my ear once as we were following Shannon on the beach. I wished then that I had arms to hug her.

Something was wrong. I hadn’t seen Kelly for a long time and it worried me. Then Jethro showed up and I hardly recognized him. There were lines in his face I hadn’t seen and his eyes were so dark. Then he took me out riding; something he had never done before. What seemed like hours later we stopped and he sat on the rocks beside me. “They’re gone,” he said in an emotionless tone. “I killed the bastard that took them, but they’re still gone. I was supposed to protect them.” I knew then I would never see Kelly again.
Tags: .fanfic, .genre: gen, .noncrossover, challenge: five things, challenge: ncisdrabbles100, character: kelly gibbs (ncis), character: leroy jethro gibbs (ncis), fandom: ncis

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