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crack_van2011-10-12 06:42 pm
sinfulslasher) wrote in crack_van2011-10-12 06:42 pm
Mail Call by Emeraldsong
Fandom: NCIS
Pairing: Gen. Gibbs-centric.
Length: about 1,400 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
emeraldsong_fic
Author Website: on FF.Net as secretchild
Why this must be read: This story is set pre-series and focuses on Gibbs in Iraq. It was actually written for a fanfic challenge; the prompt was to do a situation where a character is forced to use one sense when he/she would normally use all five (sight, hearing, smell, touch, taste). Emeraldsong chose "hearing", and managed to convey so much with so little, create an entire world based solely on what Gibbs can hear, that is makes me tear up at the end every single time. And if you know what happened to Gibbs' family in canon, it'll make the whole fic even more heart-breaking.
Excerpt:
The tape begins, and the scratchy hiss of the first seconds is enough to lift him out of the barracks, out of the grit and the heat and the stink of too many men living too close together.
"Is it on, Mommy?"
A laugh. "It's on, Kel. Go ahead."
"Hi Daddy!"
Pulling the cassette player close to his side, Gibbs closes his eyes and leaves Iraq.
Mail Call
Pairing: Gen. Gibbs-centric.
Length: about 1,400 words
Author on LJ:
emeraldsong_ficAuthor Website: on FF.Net as secretchild
Why this must be read: This story is set pre-series and focuses on Gibbs in Iraq. It was actually written for a fanfic challenge; the prompt was to do a situation where a character is forced to use one sense when he/she would normally use all five (sight, hearing, smell, touch, taste). Emeraldsong chose "hearing", and managed to convey so much with so little, create an entire world based solely on what Gibbs can hear, that is makes me tear up at the end every single time. And if you know what happened to Gibbs' family in canon, it'll make the whole fic even more heart-breaking.
Excerpt:
The tape begins, and the scratchy hiss of the first seconds is enough to lift him out of the barracks, out of the grit and the heat and the stink of too many men living too close together.
"Is it on, Mommy?"
A laugh. "It's on, Kel. Go ahead."
"Hi Daddy!"
Pulling the cassette player close to his side, Gibbs closes his eyes and leaves Iraq.
Mail Call