Author notes: this is my first individual Jibbs fic; my sister normally tells me what to write, or tells me to give her an idea, but this time I came up with this all on my own! Please enjoy and don't hate me if you don't like it. I have been warned that it was not go down well being AU but I like it and don't worry there will be a happy ending! This will only been a short fic, with only a few chapters. There is some swearing and a mild scene of sexual assault but, please don't be put off by that it is only a small scene and it probably won't be mention again. TFA :D
Disclaimer: I don't own NCIS I just like writing.
There is a point in every body's life when you think 'something's got to change, something's got to give. There has to be something good around that corner.'
Well for me that just so happened.
Jennifer Shepard was running late for work, again. It's not her fault she can't seem to find a car that works or a mechanic that charges the appropriate amount. She can barely pay her rent for her crappy apartment as it is; she doesn't need to starve for a couple of months just so she can pay to fix a car that never really worked in the first place.
She had a crappy job, crappy car and apartment; she might go as far to say that she has a crappy, hellish life.
"I'm sorry I'm late!" Jenny called to her boss who approached her out of his office as she made her way to the kitchen. With just the look on her boss's face she knew what was coming "I'll make sure to make up the hours" she quickly added as she fixed her hair and apron.
"You better, it's the second time this week" he waved his arms in the air "What do you think I'm paying you for?"
"Less than what I actually do" she muttered under her breath as she started filling the sink with hot soapy water.
"I heard that! And for your cheek you can make up the hours by working the midnight shift tonight.
'Damn it!' she thought to herself.
The last thing a twenty year old wants to do on a Friday night is work.
And with that her boss left her in peace as she washed the dishes and pans that were used throughout the early morning of the bakery come diner called; la bonne nourriture.
Jenny knew she was in for a long day.
Throughout the rest of the morning Jenny had washed more pans and dishes and had served some customers. She was now on her lunch break; she stood out the back of the bakery/diner in an alleyway drinking from a bottle of water.
She had been outside of a few minutes when another worker came outside.
"Hey Jenny" the sleazy, greasy man greeted as he lent on the wall next to her.
"Hi Eddie" she replied awkwardly as she tried to step away from him but was stopped by the rubbish bins.
"I was wondering if you wanted to go out sometime" he stated as he looked her up and down as he leaned basically over her.
"I can't I'm busy that night" she replied quickly again trying to make an exit; this bloke gave her the creeps.
"I didn't mention a night" he stated cockily with a sly grin whilst licking his lips.
"I'm busy quite a lot" she tried to explain.
"Not even just one night?" he stroked his arm up hers which made Jenny want to vomit. They was no way in hell she would ever accept an invitation from him to do anything; it was bad enough just having to work in the same place as him, she couldn't manage any other event, even just talking.
He started to get angry from her tensed up reaction and so grabbed her wrists "look; I'm just asking for one night you little bitch"
Jenny was frozen with fear.
She never liked this guy; she knew that there was something wrong with him the first time she laid eyes on him. She just never thought this would happen.
As he got closer and closer to her face she held her breath, his God awful sent engulfed her senses; she didn't want to breathe.
With a hairline of distance between them he leapt back off of her in fright as an emergency vehicle sped passed the opening of the alleyway.
She breathed a sigh of relief as she noticed what had happened.
Once the noise of the fire truck had faded into the distance she walked quickly back inside without looking at Eddie; she headed straight for the disabled toilet; just in case he was going to trap her in the women's bathroom.
She splashed her face with water and looked in the mirror above the sink.
She was trying to think what she could do.
There was no point in claiming sexual assault; it was her word against his.
She was the only woman in the bakery/diner and so all the men would back up Eddie and she would probably lose her job; and she couldn't afford that.
So she would just have to avoid being left alone in a room with Eddie and Pray to God that it doesn't happen again.
She exited the bathroom and went and made a fresh batch of butter cream and busied herself in the kitchen, before she knew it she was the only one left in the kitchen and her boss entered.
"Okay, so here are the keys if you should need them, which you won't. You will stay at the counter unless someone orders something that you need to get from out back. No taking any money and no free food. Got it?"
"Yes, I've got it. Good night" Jenny replied almost sarcastically; all she wanted to do was go home and sleep, but no she had to stay all night on her own and deal with drunk adult men stumbling home after a night on the town.
And what made it worse was that it was raining; meaning if anyone was to come inside they would traipse water everywhere and it would mean another job for her to do.
Jenny was sitting at the counter with a mug of cheap disgusting coffee that she paid for, she was thinking of how stupid she was; she had brought a jar of coffee grind and had hid it in a cupboard but had failed to remember it was there and was now stuck with this muck.
It had just gone one and no one had entered the bakery/diner since her boss had left over three hours ago.
She was day dreaming when the bell above the door rang announcing that someone had entered.
She looked up; a man in his early thirties stood dripping wet in blue jeans and a red hoodie.
