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Anodyne
Gibbs regretted growing old. It wasn’t the age that bothered him, but the aches and pains. The ones that never seemed to go away, no matter how often he exercised or how good of shape he was in. Some days just moving hurt.
He always pushed through and moved regardless of how much it hurt. He knew he was more of a bastard when he was in pain, but at least he was mobile and not a drunkard who couldn’t make it off the couch.
You’d never hear him admit it to either Tony or Ducky, but he wouldn’t mind some anodyne balm or lotion for his aches and pains sometimes.
