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ffn | ao3
Words: ~400
Genres: Angst, Romance, Canon-Divergence, 18x05
in between the airport and the bullpen.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
*JVN voice* Can you believe I actually wrote something????
(It’s an AU where Ellie is the teacher of Nick’s niece, Amanda)
Untitled Ellick Fic
Could not think of a title for this.
Mini-Fic.
Super short.
Mostly dialogue.
Here goes.
Untitled Ellick Fic # 1
It had taken Nick a long time to own up to his feelings for Ellie, and even longer after that to tell her about them. He smiled to himself as her remembered they had plans to go bowling after work, right before he started typing faster to get his report finished. Gibbs looked up from behind his monitor and smirked knowingly.
“You’re working pretty hard there Torres. Got a hot date?”
“Oh yeah. She’s got the prettiest blonde locks and is a total badass.”
McGee laughed as Gibbs smiled and shook his head.
“You asked him boss.”
“Yeah. My mistake.”
Bishop removed her headset as she closed her laptop and spoke before taking another bite of her candy bar.
“What’s everyone smiling about?”
Nick nearly punched ‘Ctrl + S’ as he hopped out of his chair and slung his backpack over one shoulder.
“Nothing. Let’s go. I wanna get my lucky ball.”
First shot at an Ellick fic. Probably not any good but I like it anyway.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapter : 1/1 Fandom: NCIS Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Ellie Bishop/Nick Torres Characters: Nick Torres, Ellie Bishop, Jacqueline "Jack" Sloane Additional Tags: ellick week Summary:
Ellie and Jack go out for some drinks
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: NCIS Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Ellie Bishop/Nick Torres, Ellie Bishop & Nick Torres Characters: Nick Torres, Ellie Bishop, Kasie Hines Additional Tags: Language Summary:
Ellie can't find the way to her apartment after a girls night with Kasie.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: NCIS Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Ellie Bishop/Nick Torres, Ellie Bishop & Nick Torres Characters: Ellie Bishop, Nick Torres, Jimmy Palmer, Richard Devol Additional Tags: a bit of angst, A Bit of Fluff, and the start of smut?!, thats the most smut you'll ever get from me, Sequel to A good night out Summary:
Sequel to A good night out
follows right where we left of.
hi sorry i submitted a incomplete request earlier - your idea for the ellick fwb is so good and i can’t stop thinking about it. I know you’re incredibly busy right now but is there any chance you’ll be writing it? love all your writing ❤️
Hi anon, sorry this took so long. I hope you like it and thank you for your support even though I’ve been a total flake.
For those that don’t know what this anon is referring to, it was based on this text post I made eons ago
The One With The FWB | Ao3
Eleanor Bishop walked into O'Connors Bar, a little past 11 o'clock at night. Her partner, Alex Quinn, had dropped her off at the Navy Yard as soon as they arrived back in Washington DC, saying she had “personal business” to attend to.
Earlier when Eleanor took the main elevator up to the bullpen, all that was there to greet her was a baffled Senior Field Agent, Timothy McGee. He paced around the orange coloured room completely ignoring her presence. His eyebrows were knitted together, and three very prominent stress wrinkles covered his forehead. When she asked what was wrong all she got in response were some mumbles about a missing printer.
McGee was so lost in his thoughts he even ignored her offer of her extra philly cheese steak, straight from Philadelphia.
With none of her other friends in the building, and not quite being ready to go home, Ellie chose to end her night off at the hole in the wall bar right beside the navy yard.
As she entered the building, the first smell that permeated her nostrils was the mixture of beer and sweat. Definitely not one of the most attractive scents in the world, but it reminded her of going to bars with her brothers when she went home to visit.
O'Connors was mostly dead this evening: a group of three men were huddled around a pool table, two others were throwing darts, she spotted a group of fellow agents she barely knew sitting at a booth, and 10 feet away from them sat three people at the bar. One of them being a fellow member of “Team Gibbs,” Nick Torres.
Nick sat by himself, head facing down. His positioning made it appear as if he were deep in thought. He stared at the whiskey in his tumbler resting on the bar countertop. Gently, he swished the amber liquid around making it go in circles.
“Hey, mind if I sit with you?” Ellie asked to be polite but sat down on the wooden stool before he could reply. “Can I get a Corona, please?” She requested to the bartender in front of them.
“How was the drive back from Philly?” Nick asked, turning all his attention towards the blonde.
“Not bad, well…” Eleanor started. She furrowed her eyebrows together as she attempted to fully articulate her thoughts before she spoke, “today, and hell, this entire case has been weird. First Alex’s hatred toward the entire city of Philadelphia and her awkwardness in the car; then the actual turnout of the case; and when I went to the bullpen, McGee was acting like a madman uttering something about a printer. He completely ignored my offer to give him my extra cheesesteak.”
“He’s still freaking out about the printer?” Nick chuckled, showing all his teeth as he smiled, “Wait - You have cheesesteak here?” Suddenly becoming very serious at the notion of food.
“No.” She replied while nodding her head up and down to blatantly show she was lying.
“C'mon, give it to me.” He pleaded, reaching his arms out towards her, trapping her by the bar.
“Nick, stop,” she giggled as she playfully swatted his arms away from her.
“Please.” He begged, widening his eyes while forcing his lips into a frown. It reminded Ellie of the character Puss in Boots from the Shrek franchise, and how he would put on a soft innocent face before attacking people. Ellie would not have been surprised if Nick was using the same tactics and actually fought her for the sandwich.
“Nick, you can’t eat food from one restaurant, while you’re seated in another!” She scolded him, narrowing her eyes at him like her mother did to her and her brothers.
Oh god, she was becoming her mother. That notion made her want to chug her entire drink immediately.
“C'mon this place may serve food, but it’s not a restaurant. Plus, they stop serving food at like 10.”
“It’s the principle of it.” She countered.
“Then let’s call it a night here, and you give me the food.”
“I just got here, and I’m only on my first drink.” She whined.
“Yeah, and you’re already three quarters done. Chug it or don’t, either way, I’ll buy it for the cheesesteak.”
“Fine.” She huffed, not wanting to call it a night and end up alone in her empty apartment. As soon as she agreed, her coworker broke into a victorious smile that made him look like the life of the party. It felt good to be the reason said smile graced his face, and now, she really didn’t want to be alone tonight. It was totally because humans as a species are social being - and not because she particularly liked seeing Nick’s stupid, perfect, Colgate commercial worthy smile - that she decided to invite him over. Science was totally on her side. “I live less than 10 minutes away so we can go there. Plus I have a bottle of tequila we can split.”
“Deal.” He instantly replied.
“But there’s one exception.” She added, causing him to slightly cock his right eyebrow upwards out of curiosity.
“What is it?”
“You have to answer any question I ask."
"Fine, ok, whatever, let’s get out of this place.” Nick rattled off as he grabbed his wallet from his back pocket and placed two twenties on the counter.
At first as the duo made the relatively short walk back to her apartment, they were silent. Nick wasn’t much of a talker, and Ellie’s mind kept going back to their case.
“Are you okay, B?” Nick eventually asked, breaking the unspoken code of silence.
“Hmm?” She replied, turning her head to look at her new partner as they continued walking.
“I said ‘are you okay?’ Because you sort’ve just spaced out.” His tone was calm, yet the look in his eyes said something completely different.
“Yeah, sorry. I was just thinking about the case and Clayton.”
“The MI6 guy? Are you two uh.. are you two a couple?” Nick asked, and for some reason, she couldn’t quite place his tone. In short time Ellie has known him she’s discovered Nick to be very auditory, often using his pitch and tone to emphasize whatever point he was trying to make. The tone he used in this instant though she had never heard prior to that moment.
“What?” She laughed out, “God no. Clayton’s like a brother.”
“Oh, cause McGee mentioned that you guys went on vacation together.” Nick prodded, obviously wanting an explanation. It seemed he was like everyone else at NCIS and loved to know about the personal lives of every other employee.
“Of course he did. He hates admitting it but McGee is such a gossip. And yes, we did meet up in Scotland, but it was 100% platonic.”
Nick was silent for a few seconds, as Ellie guided him across the street on their way to her house.
“You know if you think about it, I saved the case.” Nick proudly exclaimed, changing the topic. Ellie rolled her eyes. She was well aware it was Nick’s question about the missing bathroom that tipped them off about the dirty cop. She was not surprised at all to find out he liked to brag about his accomplishments.
“Yes, you’re right. You’re such a brilliant detective all hail king Nick!”
“King Nick.” He repeated, “I’m going to make everyone call me that from now on.”
“Good luck with that.” She smiled, still laughing as she imagined what Gibbs’ facial expression would be if Nick actually told people to call him that.
It was fun to hang out with Nick and experiences his antics, but her mind kept going back to the case. It bothered her to the core.
“Bish, what is it?” Nick asked concerned again. It appeared Ellie had no luck concealing her feelings.
“Still the same thing. I can’t imagine what Clay must be going through. Every day we put our lives in each other’s hands. I can’t imagine if you or anyone else on our team turned out to be dirty. I’d lose my mind.”
They finally arrived at her doorstep.
“I guess that’s the difference between undercover work. Often the guys that had my back in the worst situations were the ones that I was sent to take down.” Ellie didn’t say anything as she opened the door into her apartment. “So where’s the tequila?”
She grabbed the bottle, some shot glasses, her salt shaker, and a bag of limes she had for an upcoming girls night. His philly cheese steak was put on a plate which he started eating as she set everything up.
“Nick, promise me one thing.”
“Hmm?” He asked, his mouth was still chewing food but thankfully he kept his mouth closed when replying.
“You’ll always have my back. No matter what.” He shook his up and down, taking a second to swallow his food.
“Unless you kill my father and I have to pull an Inigo Montoya on you, you got a deal.”
“Cheers.” They simultaneously said, before downing their shots. Ellie finally registered what he previously said when the tequila burned at the back of her throat.
“Wait!” She yelled at Nick causing him to stop refilling their glasses.
“What?”
“You quoted The Princess Diaries!”
“What can I say, it was my sister’s favourite growing up.” He laughed. Nick’s lack of denial shocked her. On the job, he seemed to love the hyper-masculine image. Ellie assumed he would never openly admit to watching movies like that.
“Nick, how drunk are you?” She questioned, curious if the alcohol was the cause of Nick’s honesty.
“Just a little tipsy, still wanting more of a buzz.”
“Eat more of the philly before you take any more shots,” Ellie ordered. Although she assumed he could manage his liquor, she did not want to take any chances with him vomiting on her carpet.
“As you wish!” He breathed out before finishing the last half of the sandwich. His usage of the line made her annoyingly more attracted to Nick.
It was in that moment Ellie realized she needed to get back into the dating scene. She couldn’t seriously be thirsting after a coworker because he quoted a movie, right? Otherwise, she would be in love with Tony DiNozzo. She shook in disgust at that thought. Tony was basically another older brother, and that was just disgusting. That was another difference between Nick and all their other coworkers. Ellie felt some sort of familial bond with everyone, even Alex. Like the older sister she never had.
Nick, on the other hand, he was something completely different. Maybe it was because they didn’t know each other well enough. With Alex, she met her two and a half years at FLETC. Nick was a complete stranger until one month prior. However, with the thoughts that were racing through her mind about him, she wasn’t sure if she could ever place him into a brotherly category.
“Bishop, you’re spacing out on me again,” Nick called out, pulling her back in the present. The one where they sat on her living room floor and the only barrier between them were two glasses and a bottle of tequila.
“Nick, did you mean what you said earlier?”
“About having your back? Of course, I did.”
“No, I meant about how you think I want to settle down.”
“I thought we all made an agreement never to talk about that ever again.”
“Do you see me as a Suzy Homemaker type?” She prodded, completely ignoring his comment.
“Is this a trap? Because it’s starting to feel like a trap here.” Nick gulped, probably expecting Ellie to give him a speech on his ass-backward thoughts. Ellie should’ve gone there, except that was the last thing on her mind.
“I’m just confused is all.” She told him innocently.
“I.. I’m-“ he struggled to find his words. Apart of her wondered if she should offer to have this conversation in Spanish if that would make him more comfortable, but he was cute when he was stuttering. She wanted to save hearing him speak Spanish in her bedroom. “You’re the type of girl a guy would want to settle down with and start a family with.” He looked directly in her eyes before continuing. “I know that.. you’re uh a modern woman and all of that. But you seem like you were raised with the classic family values by your parents.”
Perhaps everything he just said was an attempt to blow smoke up her arse. However, there was a vulnerability in his voice that made her think he was being sincere. Honesty was a big this to Ellie, especially now due to the reasons behind her divorce. His response was the final encouragement she needed to continue on.
“Do you want to try an experiment?” Ellie asked in a tone that she hoped came across as suggestive.
“Where are you going with this?” His eyes followed her every move as she moved closer to him on the floor.
“I want to test your theory to see if all women want to settle down.”
“And how would we do that?” He gulped. Ellie noticed his eyes were dilating, which made her feel more confident. Her pulse was steadily increasing not believing what she was about to say next.
“You and I sleep together.”
“W-what?” His face falling into an ‘o’ shape for a brief second. Once the initial shock wore off, he seemed to become curious about her proposition.
“Well, it would be unethical to test two subject without their knowledge.”
“Yet two co-workers sleeping together would somehow be ethical? I know I’m new here, but doesn’t Gibbs have a rule against this?”
“It states that one may never date their coworker, and I have no interest in dating you.”
“But what if I’m right, and you fall madly in love and decide you want to settle down with me?”
“That’s not going to happen.” She laughed out, very certain of herself. It occurred to her then that he might not want any of this and she was actually sexually harassing her colleague. “Torres, if you’re uncomfortable with this, I’ll stop. We can pretend this never happened.”
“No!” He quickly stammers out and grabbed a hold of her arm like he was afraid she would leave. “That’s not what I said.” His voice became much deeper than it was seconds prior. Nick looked Ellie up and down once more before continuing, “I just want to make sure we… go over all the possible outcomes of this experiment.”
“We get to have as much sex as we want.” Gently using her fingers to rub circles on his forearm. “I mean, as long as both of us are in the mood…”
“You really know how to ruin a moment, Bishop.” Clearly amused by her change of tone, and how serious she became.
“I’m just clarifying because you know consent is sexy.”
“Fair enough. Then do you consent to us starting right now?”
A wordless nod from Ellie was all it took for their arrangement to begin.