Summer Hiatus

It had been awhile since Jenny and Jethro got away just the two of them. And now that everyone had mourned Franks and everything with his family had been situated it was time for that tropical escape. This time Jenny wasn’t going to let anything get in the way. St. John’s was still out of the question; Jenny knew that St. John’s would always be associated with Franks. So now it was St. Croix. With that decision made Jenny made all the reservations that needed to be made and printed out the plane tickets.

“Pack your bags, Jethro; we fly out in a few hours.”

“St. John’s?”

“No, St. Croix.”

Jethro dropped what he was doing and went up the stairs two at a time to start packing his things.

“Someone is eager to see his wife in a bikini.” Jenny said as she joined Jethro in their bedroom.

“In the bikini and without the bikini, Jen.”

“If you don’t get moving soon then we won’t be going anywhere, get a move on it Agent Gibbs.” Jenny affectionately called after her husband as she walked down the hallway to grab beach towels.

“I hope you’re planning on giving me a preview of what’s to come when we get down to St. Croix before we leave?”

“Jethro, we just slept together a few hours ago. Let’s give it a rest until St. Croix.”

“Kill joy.”

“No, just being practical. We aren’t as young as we were back in Marseilles. Things are different now.” Jenny said leaning against the door frame of their bedroom after Jethro took the towels.

“Which is your way of saying you can’t pace yourself.”

“Need I say it?”

“If I say no, I know you still will.”

“Well since you put it that away…Positano.”

“Happy now?”

“Somewhat, but I could go on; there are so many times from back in the day that I could bring up.”

“You want to get them in now?” Jethro asked as he continued packing and Jenny walked over to him

“I could but where’s the fun in that?” Jenny said as she kissed him and sauntered out of the bedroom.

Of course as Jenny had been walking out of the bedroom she was wearing a jean skirt that accentuated all the right things with a pair of her stilettos and one of her tops that pretty much left nothing to the imagination; so as she walked out the room Jethro’s attention was on one thing… her ass.

“Stop ogling my ass, Jethro and wait for St. Croix like a good boy.” Jenny called back as she reached the first floor of the house.

“Someday you'll have to tell me how you do that.”

“Sorry Jethro, that’s need to know and you don’t need to know.”

“I can hear the smirk in your tone all the way up here, Jen.”

“What can I say, I learn from the best.” Jenny said as she made some coffee for the two of them.

            “Flattery will get you everywhere my friend.” Jethro said as he came downstairs.

            “My friend. Thought we were beyond that.”

            “Jen.”

            “What? I am allowed to be a wise ass with you.”

            “When is the flight?”

            “Two hours, we have to head to the airport now.”

            “Are you bringing your gun with you?” Jethro inquired.

            “Of course I am, I think that falls in line with rule nine.”

            “Nice Jen, throwing the rules that I taught you back at me.”

            Jenny and Jethro left for the airport. With Jethro driving it didn’t take them long to get to the airport. Like everyone else; Jenny and Jethro stopped at the security check within the airport.

            “We’re LEO’s.” Jethro said to the TSA attendant.

            “Ah, I’m a Capricorn.” The TSA attendant responded.

            “LEO, short for law enforcement officers.” Jenny corrected.

            “NCIS?”

            “Naval Criminal Investigative Service.” Jethro said spelling it out for the TSA attendant.

            “Never heard of it before.”

            “Okay that is getting old.” Jenny commented.

            “I know.” Jethro responded as the TSA attendant let them through.

            Five hours and fourteen minutes later Jenny and Jethro had landed in St. Croix and were heading to their hotel.

            “So when do I get to see you in that bikini of yours?” Jethro asked.

            “Soon my persistent husband.”

            Sometime later that day Jethro was standing on their hotel room balcony. Down below he saw Jenny walking the beach without him. He could faintly make out that Jenny was in her bikini. Jethro loved seeing her dressed like that. He could also somewhat tell that Jenny had something plastered to her. When he connected the dots when it came to what she had with her, Jethro nearly lost his mind. Jenny had her iPhone with her and she was on it as she walked on the beach.

            With that Jethro went to join her. When he had reached her; he took her phone from her and kept it from her.

            “What the hell, Jethro?”

            “We’re on vacation, Jen; not at the agency.”

            “And the Director of NCIS; its 24/7, a year around job no matter what I am doing. You know that.”

            “I also know that we should be enjoying each other and doing nothing but the one thing that we’re ever so good at.” Jethro said.

            “Baiting me huh? As if I don’t have enough on my mind right now.”

            “Clearly you want to tell me who called, so tell me.”

            “That was Cynthia that had called me; apparently I have been named the most successful woman in the country by Forbes magazine. I have a photo shoot that is coming up soon.”

            “Well congrats Jen, now do me a favor and leave the cell phone alone while we’re here. It’s just you and me for the next few days.”

            “Sounds fine.”

            “So what do you want to do now, Jen?”

            “I’ve got a few ideas.” Jenny said as she began to loosen the strings on her bikini top as Jethro stood in front of her while she faced the ocean.

            Jethro’s eyes instantly widen as he got a front row seat of the goods.

            “Foreplay is in.” Jenny purred.