Cabot and Associates, Wednesday

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Granted, Alex did not expect to wake up quite so ... masculine. Today. And it probably would have been a good excuse to call off sick, if she needed one.

But she felt like being in the office, so to the office she would go. If anyone asked, she was going to pretend she was a new associate at the firm. She should make up a suitably nondescript Pretentious Law School Graduate name. She'd think of something.

She hated this fucking island, some days.

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And Gibbs probably wouldn't be a fan of it either if he found out the truth.

He came in with two cups of coffee and a grin on his face only to find Alex not here.

And some strange guy in her office.

He did a double take as he looked around the office a second or two.

"Um. Alex Cabot around?"

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"She's ..... unavailable," Alex managed. Sort of true, if you squinted at it.

A split-second later, she was wishing she'd outed herself. Hey, maybe he was curious, and this body seemed pretty hot ...

"Can I help you, mister .... ?"

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"Gibbs," he said in a cold tone. "Who are you? I don't recall you working here before."

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Should have thought up a name, Alex. Fuck.

"Jameson," she said. "F. ... Lucas Jameson. I'm a 3L at Georgetown. You need me to call her?"

Alex was a bad liar, today. And he was a cop. Shit.

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Gibbs looked at this guy suspiciously. Something was off about him.

"That's all right," Gibbs said pulling out his phone and hitting speed dial.

"I can call her myself."

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That would be Alex's pocket, ringing. And that would be Alex, facepalming.

"Gibbs?" she said. "I'm not .... F. Lucas anything. It's me."

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Gibbs sort of stared at the ringing pocket and then at the guy who was Alex.

"Well this puts a wrinkle in our relationship," he said raising an eyebrow.

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"Complicates matters," she agreed. "Unless you've got some deep-seated longings you never wanted to speak out loud, before."

Just throwing that out there.

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Gibbs smirked at that. "Well... I could go for a beer," he replied sounding amused. "I'm betting you could use one as well."

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"About six," Alex said, putting her head in her hands. "For starters. I woke up with a dick today. This island is trying to kill me."

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"Then maybe we should get off of it for a while," Gibbs said with a small grin. "Why don't you bring up portalocity and we'll take a little trip to New York City. If you're going to look like someone else we might as well take advantage of it."

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"You know I --"

Full stop. As Alex realized that while Alex Cabot couldn't be seen in New York, without serious threat to her life .......

... whoever this blonde guy was? He was absolutely and totally safe.

She stared up at Gibbs, jaw dropped.

"I can go home," she breathed.

Not permanently. Not even for very long. But ... for tonight.

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"Well... yeah," Gibbs said trying to hide a grin. "Didn't I say that?"

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"If you were even the tiniest bit gay, I would kiss you," Alex laughed. "Do you have anything going on that you can't cancel? How quickly can we get a portal?"

She was already out of her chair and shutting down her laptop.

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Gibbs shrugged. "You think I want to go back to the office and take calls about being a man all day?" he asked. "Let's go. I have no idea how portalocity works. You make a call and something happens or something."

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"I have a cell," Alex said, pulling it out and punching in a few digits. "I don't need to pack. I'm giving myself the day off. Let's hit the big time."

New York. Hellllll yes.