Flibbertigibbet

A lot of people would assume that Gibbs liked the silence since he was always working down in his basement with his boat, but nothing could be further from the truth. As a Marine, Gibbs had gotten used to being a part of something without being in the thick of things or getting too attached as you never knew who you’d lose that day. Shannon had understood.

When Gibbs was down in his basement, it wasn’t because he wanted to be alone. In fact, it was only the sounds of everyone he loved moving about their normal day that allowed him to truly relax. After he lost Shannon and Kelly, the sound of their laughter, their voices no longer filled the air.

For the first time, the basement felt lonely. After a few years passed he got used to substituting the sound of the television for their voices, but it was never the same. It never would be the same.

Still life moved on and he tried to as well. Wife, after wife, fell by the wayside because they couldn’t understand how the basement was his way of being with them without being in the thick of things. His work at NCIS gave him some purpose, but he still missed the constant chatter that used to fill his house.

There was one person who made it better. A flibbertigibbet would describe him best, Gibbs thought. One, Anthony DiNozzo, who would talk about everything and nothing. That’s when Gibbs really started enjoying coming to work and feeling like he wasn’t alone at work at least.