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Aubade
Tony couldn’t believe that Jethro had agreed to come here with him. While Tony knew Jethro didn’t completely hate the beach and ocean, given he’d gone to Mexico for his hiatus when he lost his memories, Gibbs usually poo-pooed any suggestion of tropical areas for their vacations. Gibbs much preferred a log cabin in the middle of the mountains, aka nowhere.
Still Jethro had agreed to come, much to Tony’s pleasure. They’d fallen asleep on the balcony overlooking the beach of the hotel they were staying in. Now Tony watched as the sun rose revealing the beautiful colors of the dawn. Watching Jethro wake now, Tony couldn’t help singing his own aubade to greet Jethro and thank him for being here in this special place with Tony.
