Jethro Gibbs
Mature
Trigger Warning: Suicide/Hints of suicide
Song fic: by Blackmore’s Night

The anniversary of the night his world went to hell. But he guessed it didn’t matter anymore.

“I Guess It Doesn’t Matter Anymore”
I drove slowly in the rainy weather.
Oh, it’s so appropriate raining this day.

Standing in the rain
The cold and angry rain
In a long white dress
A girl without a name

I saw her as I knew I would.

She stood beneath the light
Glowing like a candle bright
I guess it doesn’t matter anymore

Oh, so perfect as I remembered her always standing there.
The rain dripping around her in sheets.

I pulled along the side
And offered her a ride
Like the rolling mist she floated inside
As we pulled away
She had nothing to say
So I guess it doesn’t matter anymore

I believe something’s can’t be explained
They are hidden in the mist and in the silver rain…

Muted music softly playing.
Something she liked.

The road was long
It ran on
When I heard her singing her silent song
I knew the melody
From my memory
But I guess it Doesn’t Matter Anymore

The gates coming up.
Shining in the headlights.

Finally, she spoke
Come pull off the road
Saying she was headin’ home
I turned and she was gone
I was all alone
So I Guess It Doesn’t Matter Anymore

A sip of bourbon from my flask.
A pistol nearby.

As I turned away
No reason to stay
She had faded back into the grey

Soon, Kelly, soon.

A whisper in the trees
You could hear it in the breeze
Say I Guess It Doesn’t Matter Anymore