||NCIS 10x22 -- Revenge||by markharmonparadise||
This scene is EVERYTHING. It is the most erotic, sensual thing I’ve ever seen—-and this is without anyone even taking their clothes off. It is complex. It is a complete contradiction of emotions—-love/hate/shame/pride—-SO many emotions. I loved it and hated it all at the same time. It’s my favorite scene in any movie ever.The raw emotion between the two of them——good LORD. Words don’t even begin to describe everything going on here. EvenI didn’t understand it the first time I saw it—-like, I saw what happened, but I was shocked and sat in the theater literally for 10 minutes afterwards trying to process it because I didn’t believe what I had just seen. Disney pussied out and totally dropped the ball when they refused to allow the organic nature of this relationship to prevail over the lame-ass, forced and contrived pairing of Elizabeth with Will. Jack and Elizabeth belong to each other from the get-go. They get each other in a way that no one else comes close, least of all Will Turner.
I saw the list....."Are you flirting with me?" Jenny and Gibbs
I Make My Own Luck Answer:
Jenny/Gibbs — NCIS
Gibbs was considering slamming his head against his desk. He swore, if she didn’t stop berating him and let him do his damn job, he’d have to quit and find a cliff to jump off of just to find some peace.
When was she going to stop being shocked and appalled at him for telling off reporters and refusing to hand over his hard-earned results to the FBI!
She was at least keeping her voice low, so the team didn’t hear what she was harping on about — to them, it just looked like the Director and Gibbs were having a quiet personal conversation.
"—completely unacceptable behavior — I think kindergartners would behave better — "
"When have you ever been around a kindergartener in your life, Jen?"
"Director Shepard, to you, Agent Gibbs — " she started on again, and he groaned, rubbing his jaw roughly.
He started thinking of ways he could get rid of her that didn’t involve bodily injury or hurting her feelings — he wasn’t exactly feeling cruel, just fed up and sheepish — being berated, even subtly, in front of the team wasn’t exactly his favorite past time.
He grit his teeth as she leaned closer and put her palm on his desk, narrowing her eyes and putting her face close to his.
"Do I make myself clear?" she hissed.
He looked up at her boldly, struck with an idea.
"Director Shepard," he said loudly, sitting back in his chair and feigning astonishment. "Are you flirting with me?”
He managed to sound appropriately shocked and outraged at her forwardness, and she stood there with her mouth open, staring at him as if she couldn’t believe what had just come out of his mouth — and she couldn’t, because she hadn’t heart a ridiculous joke like that since she was in the fourth fucking grade —
She grit her teeth, and stepped back.
"I’m going to fire you," she snarled, her cheeks flushing.
She stormed off, and Gibbs grinned to himself —
Gibbs, 1; Jenny 0.