Pairing: Leroy Jethro Gibbs/Donald 'Ducky' Mallard. Abigail Sciuto/Timothy McGee (mentioned)
Author on LJ: daskatzechen
Author Website: None of which I am aware
Why this must be read:
This is the first (and thus far only) Gibbs/Ducky story DasKatzechen has written and it is a superb one. It was actually written for me for part of the 2008 Gibbs/Ducky Yuletide Exchange and what makes is so special to me is the obvious trouble DasKatzechen went to to make this story 'perfect' for me. Most Gibbs/Ducky authors are very close and we tend to know one another's tastes very well, but as I said DasKatzechen was new to it and yet managed to find not just the big things I love but the small things that some people might even not notice.
It's romance from beginning to end, but don't let that fool you into thinking its sugary and saccharine; it isn't. Not at all. The premise is simple: Gibbs wants to find the perfect Christmas gift for Ducky as it's their thirtieth Christmas together. Whilst out shopping he manages somehow to see/bump into all the main team members as well, who are all out shopping for one another.
This story had me smiling, sniffing, blinking very hard several times (in a good way, I hasten to add) going 'awwwww' and sighing happily. It's the perfect romantic, sweet, tender, affectionate, loving story without falling over the edge into the saccharine and unbelievable - in fact not even coming close.
And whilst it is a Gibbs/Ducky story, it also shows how close the entire team are and how much they care for one another and the trouble to which they'll go for one another.
Gibbs had found out many years ago that shopping for Ducky was not only pointless, but utterly frustrating. If the man wanted it, he would buy it for himself. His home was tastefully furnished, his book supply was seemingly endless, and he wasn’t into technology or some other pastime that was easy to shop for.
This year had to be different, though. The agent wanted to give his Duck something special on their thirtieth Christmas together, something that wasn’t just another ‘Fine, I’ll go with you to the opera’ agreement.
That sentiment was how Gibbs found himself, the day before Christmas, trudging through an incredible eight inches of snow while heading towards his sixth shopping center. The people around him were loud, rambunctious, and more oft than not, rude. A woman in front of him stopped short, and glared at him when he nearly ran into her.