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crack_van2011-10-15 07:05 pm
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Only Time by Taylorgibbs (FRT)
Fandom: NCIS/CSI:NY
Pairing: Gibbs/Tony, Mac/Danny
Length: about 5,000 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
taylorgibbs
Author Website: on AO3
Why this must be read: This story deals with a sensitive subject matter, namely 9/11, so please be aware of the potential triggers. The fic deals very respectfully with the subject matter, however. It spans over ten years, showing how all four men deal with their respective losses. It's heart-wrenching and healing at the same time, poignant and touching, which makes it a must read. It was posted shortly before 9/11 this year, and when I watched the memorial on TV, I could actually see the four characters standing in the middle of the crowd. That's how much this story moved me.
Excerpt:
He knocked before entering the hotel room, though Gibbs had given him a key. Gibbs opened the door, nodding to Tony. The other man was nowhere in sight, though the bathroom door was closed and the fan was on. “Mac’s having it rough,” Gibbs said over the running water in the bathroom.
When Mac came out, he looked composed, though his eyes seemed a little red. Tony poured the drinks quietly, handing them out. Images of Uncle Nico ran through his head, and he began speaking without even working out what he was going to say.
“Uncle Nico worked in the towers. He was my father’s brother. When the planes crashed, he went up to the roof, from what he told Aunt Rose. He called her, saying he was going higher. The copters would rescue them.” He shuddered and shrugged, staring into his glass of Scotch. “They haven’t found him yet.”
Only Time
Pairing: Gibbs/Tony, Mac/Danny
Length: about 5,000 words
Author on LJ:
taylorgibbsAuthor Website: on AO3
Why this must be read: This story deals with a sensitive subject matter, namely 9/11, so please be aware of the potential triggers. The fic deals very respectfully with the subject matter, however. It spans over ten years, showing how all four men deal with their respective losses. It's heart-wrenching and healing at the same time, poignant and touching, which makes it a must read. It was posted shortly before 9/11 this year, and when I watched the memorial on TV, I could actually see the four characters standing in the middle of the crowd. That's how much this story moved me.
Excerpt:
He knocked before entering the hotel room, though Gibbs had given him a key. Gibbs opened the door, nodding to Tony. The other man was nowhere in sight, though the bathroom door was closed and the fan was on. “Mac’s having it rough,” Gibbs said over the running water in the bathroom.
When Mac came out, he looked composed, though his eyes seemed a little red. Tony poured the drinks quietly, handing them out. Images of Uncle Nico ran through his head, and he began speaking without even working out what he was going to say.
“Uncle Nico worked in the towers. He was my father’s brother. When the planes crashed, he went up to the roof, from what he told Aunt Rose. He called her, saying he was going higher. The copters would rescue them.” He shuddered and shrugged, staring into his glass of Scotch. “They haven’t found him yet.”
Only Time
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