A Ducky-centric gen story.
Written: September 2009. Word count: 300.
Seasons change. Situations changes. Circumstances change. People change. Relationships change.
There is an inevitability about it; indeed there is a necessity about it. If things did not change, then we would all stagnate. People have to change in order to move forward.
It is true not all change is for the good, but nor is it all for the bad. We have to accept the bad and embrace the good. We have to adapt and adjust to the change. Sometimes it is not easy; sometimes it is very difficult. But we have to do it.
NCIS has been as much my home as my Reston one. I shall miss it. But it is time. It is time for me to depart. It is time for me to accept the change, and in some respects I am happy to do so. After all when one gets to the age of seventy, no matter how much one knows it isn't old, nonetheless, the body does begin to slow down. There are aches and pains hitherto not experienced, tiredness comes more easily, and you really know there is more to life than work.
I will have plenty to do to fill my time; books long left unread, art galleries not yet visited, golf matches that won't be interrupted, and many other things. I may even travel again. Yes, it will be quite a change and not an altogether bad one. But I will miss my home from home. However, I could not leave it in safer hands.
I hold out my hand and at the last second change my mind and instead embrace my colleague. "Good luck." For half a second I pause. I have been looking forward to this moment for quite some time. "Dr. Palmer."
Oh, and titles change.
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