As he sat at the bar, beating himself up over his gut and what he'd allowed to happen, hours had passed.Jethro Gibbs hated being off balance. Jethro G...ibbs hated being vulnerable. But most of all Jethro Gibbs hated knowing his failures had caused an agent to die. And Jethro Gibbs knew himself well enough to know that being alone tonight would cause him to be very self destructive.He knew the apartment well, could measure the steps down the hallway and into the bedroom. The TV flickered but the. Go in the store when her husband is away; he goes down into the city every couple of weeks, like clockwork, a man of habits he is. Just give her a fright, maybe paw her a bit, pop her corset strings. Tell her you'll be back." I dunno." He buttered a piece of bread."I'll get you three barrels of rum for the price you paid. Think what another forty gallons will do for your income." Aw'right," the man said, sticking out his huge hand. "Got nothin' better on my plate. Mebbe I kin do more'n jus'. I left him crying his own tears at his desk, slipping quietly up to my room and locking the door. I lay down on the bed and was not surprised when a few seconds later my brother joined me. 'So,' he asked, 'is the old man any good?' Shocked I turned to him. 'What,' he exclaimed, 'you didn't think I knew!' He laughed at the expression on my face and rolled over until he was hovering above me his knees between my legs his arms on either side of my body resting against my breasts. I noticed then. There’s somethin about him that could make a hound dog smile.”"Ok then. On the second night when he showed up, he just ordered his usual and scoped the room out. He saw a guy sitting alone drinking, so he went over, talked to the guy for a bit and after that they both left. But after maybe two or three hours later he came back alone and from the look on his face he was extremely pissed off. He sat down and ordered his drink. As I was going to get someone else their drink all I heard him say was.