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➒ a letter meant to be read only once my character is dead
Dear Boss,
Dear Gibbs,
Hey Gibbs,
Gibbs,
I hope you never read this, I really do, but life is a mythic bitch and I think you know that better than anyone I know except maybe Tony but, whatever. I rewrite this letter once a week, which seems strange, but things change our lives everyday. I could write an twenty page letter to you, I really could, but I’ll keep it short and sweet, just like you always do.
Gibbs, you’ve done so much for me and changed my life in a way I will never forget. You’ve picked me up when I’ve been down especially when I found out about Jake, you’ve taught me so much that I didn’t know before, accepted me as part of the family team, and most importantly, brought me out of my shell. I was that NSA kid who sat alone and listened to music while working, just leaving crumbs everywhere. Funny, you have a way of changing people.
Remember the first day we met? I’ll never forget it. That was the day I started looking up to you, glad you wanted to keep me around for the joint-duty work. I know I thanked you, but I wish there was more I could say to you about that. You helped shape me to be a better person.
Now as I look across the squad room, empty and dark except for your desk, which you’re at, sleeping cause I know this case took a lot out of you too, and I can’t help but smile. You’ve become like a second father to me, which I value above all else. I don’t think I’ve ever been happier in my life than when I’m with you guys in the field or interrogation, or even the bullpen just hanging around. I’ll miss you a lot when I’m gone.
With love from the desk next to yours,
Eleanor ‘Ellie’ Bishop