L.O.V.E.

            Jenny had figured since Jethro had brought her breakfast in bed a few days ago that it was time for her to repay him in her own way. That morning she got up early and ran down to her study to grab a few post it notes from her desk drawer. Once she had them and a pen she returned to their bedroom briefly.

On the first post it note Jenny wrote an “L”.

L – is for the way you look at me…

After she had written what she wanted to, Jenny placed the post it note on her pillow since she knew when Jethro woke up and realized that she was laying beside him that he would first look at her pillow as he tried to figure out where she could be. Jenny then left their room again and headed to the next place she knew Jethro would go to find her; the kitchen.

O – is for the only one I see…

This note she put on the coffee pot and she moved onto the next locale.

V – is very, very extraordinary…

Jenny had placed this one on the basement door since she knew that Jethro would likely go down there thinking she was hiding down there sanding the project he was working on.

E - is even more than anyone that you adore can…

Jenny left this one on the door frame of her study. This was also were she decided to hide once she had her morning cup of coffee with her. After all she had an overseas op in Annandale that she had to oversee. As predicted Jethro woke up and wondered where Jenny had gone off to. When he had read the post it note on her pillow, Jethro smiled.

She is the one that loves Sinatra just as much as DiNozzo. Correction she loves Sinatra more than DiNozzo.

Jethro then proceeded to search for Jenny once he had made himself somewhat presentable. He found the remainder of Jenny’s notes until he was standing in the doorway of her study watching her oversee the op she had. Jethro loved watching her, he had been captivated by her since the day Morrow introduced them.

There was a pause in the op Jenny was overseeing to which Jethro used to his advantage.

“Sinatra, nice touch.”

“What can I say it’s those blue eyes. I’m a sucker for blue eyes; you know that.”

“I know you are. That’s why you married me.”

“It’s one of the reasons.”

“And the other reason?” Jethro inquired even though he knew what the other reason was.

“You know you had to make an honest woman out of me after you got me pregnant.”

The agent running the op over in Annandale came on the screen clearing his throat to make his presence known to Jenny and Jethro.

“Am I interrupting something, Ma’am?” Agent Carlson asked.

“No Chase, you aren’t. Agent Gibbs is just distracting me as usual.”

“I’ll get you more coffee, Jen.”

Agent Carlson’s eyes darted back and forth trying to avoid the awkwardness of the entire situation.

“It’s alright, Chase; he can call me by my name.”

“I know, ma’am; it’s just a bit weird hearing you be called by your first name when the entire agency calls you by your job title or some other respectful name.”

“Relax; people call me Director, Ma’am, Jen, Jenny and Mom. I am a lot of things to many people, Agent Carlson. Now tell how the op is going.”

            Jenny hears gunshots over the video feed and saw the panic in Agent Carlson’s eyes.

            “What went wrong Agent Carlson?”

            “Special Agents Nealius and Keraldi were shot, Director. They didn’t make it.”

            “Get their bodies back here for Dr. Mallard, asap; Agent Carlson.” Jenny said as she ended the video feed.

            Jenny then made one of the two phone calls she had to make. Jethro had kind of overheard the tail end of the video conference and the phone call she had made.

            “Are you okay?”

            “I just got off the phone with Amy, Special Agent Ryan Nealius’ bride of two months. Correction. Widow. Now I have to call Bill and Amanda Keraldi. I don’t like making these calls, Jethro.”

            “No C.O. does, Jen.”

            “I know, but..”

            “What?”

            “This isn’t Libya. My people are not supposed to be killed by suicide bombers here.”
            “No, but they were, Director. And it’ll happen again if you stand around here feeling sorry for yourself.”

            “I am not feeling sorry for myself, Jethro. I’m feeling sorry for the agents and their families. But you’re right. I have a call to make and you have a suicide bomber to kill … catch.”
            “Before I do, come over here.” Jethro instructed.

            “Jethro, we don’t have the time now. I have a phone call to make and you have a suicide bomber to catch.”

            “That’s not why I want you to come over here, Jen.”

            Jenny walked over to Jethro who took her into his arms in a hug. Jenny let herself go the minute her head found Jethro’s should. Jethro knew that every once in awhile Jenny had to lower her hard as nails exterior just so that she didn’t completely lose touch with herself. This was one of those times. Jenny Gibbs couldn’t always be that tough, hard core, Marine’s wife, head of an armed federal agency Jenny that she was throughout the week; she had to be Jenny Shepard.

            Jethro whispered into Jenny’s ear to comfort her as she cried on his shoulder. Jenny began to compose herself. Once she did she pulled away from Jethro.

            “I have a phone call to make and you have a scum bag to get.”

            “Okay Jen.”

            “Tell your team.”

            “I will. And I’ll let Duck know he’s got bodies coming his and Palmer’s way.”

            “Thank-you, Jethro.”

            The duo parted and off to do what they needed to do. As they were doing what they had to they both placed the black strap across their respective badges as Jethro’s team did the same in the places they each were at. After Jenny finished her tasks she called Ann.  She knew Jethro wouldn’t approve, but she wanted to get to know her mother-in-law better since she knew her father-in-law quite well. Plus she didn’t have her parents anymore so Jack and Ann were all she pretty much had as far as parental figures besides Ducky. Jenny also wanted her daughters and step-daughter to know their paternal grandmother since they knew their paternal grandfather.