Memories

by Semperfi91

Life is just something that is borrowed and eventually you have to give it back. So when Jenny Shepard gives her life back the team reflect on their most fond memories of her. This is my take on Jenny's funeral as she was my favourite character and I really wish she hadn't died. Each chapter will be a different character and I hope to update at least once every week. Please R&R :)

1. Ducky's Goodnight

Ducky

The first to approach her was Ducky, clutching the rose so tightly in his hands that his knuckles were starting to turn white. He glanced down at the coffin with a tear in his eye. He didn't want to say goodbye. He remembered the time he had invited her for tea...

He was stood in the elevator of the NCIS building when he heard the familiar clatter of heels followed by "Hold the doors." The redheaded NCIS director stumbled rather unladylike into the elevator. Regaining her compositor she turned to face her fellow co-worker and long term friend. "Thanks Ducky." The Scotsman smiled at her "that's alright my dear, and if you don't mind me saying you look a little flustered Director and in need of a good nights sleep." Jenny returned the smile but with a tired expression. "Oh Ducky I haven't had a good nights sleep in weeks, with Jethro's sudden decision to retire then come out of retirement I've had SecNav on my back 24/7 not to mention endless meetings, late nights, and agents Gibbs' constant need to be a pain in my..." Ducky quickly cut into her rant "do you have plans tonight Director?" Jenny looked at him confused but shook her head "not apart from a meeting with a bottle of bourbon and a takeaway meal. This was a bad time to give Noweme 2 weeks off!" Ducky grinned "good then you can come to my house for dinner director and before you think to argue I'm Scottish I'm not taking no for an answer." Jenny knew arguing was pointless so ,again, nodded her head "thank you Ducky and I've told you before out of work it's Jenny"

Ducky smiled at the memory. That night had been a good night.

Ducky cooked them salmon tagliatelle with green beans and classic Scottish black button for desert. They talked laughed and near to the end of the evening when Jenny had decided it was time she went home Ducky went to fetch her coat, only to come back and find the strong and feisty redhead sound asleep on his couch. Giving a small smile he grabbed the blanket he kept under the stairs and placed it gently over her. He then stood up and turned off the light but not before turning round to face her, his hand on the light switch, "goodnight Jennifer"

Ducky bent down and placed the rose on her grave. His hand lingered over the rose before he stood up straight and smiled sadly. "Goodnight Jennifer"