A/N: This is my first story so please read and give me honest reviews on what I can improve. This story takes place after Episode 5.09 "Lost and Found" which is my favorite episode.

Jenny stared angrily at the elevator waiting for it to open, she was in a bad mood and all she wanted to do was go home and relax. However the elevator seemed to be taking a long time and she couldn't help but think somebody or a couple of somebodies were doing something in there they shouldn't be. Finally the elevator opened up and much to her surprise there was nobody inside. She got on and pressed the button, feeling even more annoyed than before. Suddenly the elevator lurched to a stop and an equally annoyed Gibbs got on. She glared at him before turning her head to glare at the ground. It was only a matter a seconds before the elevator came to a complete stop and the lights went out.

Thinking Gibbs had hit the emergency switch she glared angrily at him, "Jethro," she said through gritted teeth, "you will flip that emergency switch off if you know what's good for you."

"Jen," he replied matching her angry tone, "why the hell would I flip the switch?"

"To annoy me," she replied as she felt her anger boiling to new highs. She turned suddenly and gave him a hard slap to the back of his head.

Gibbs was starting to get pissed, tightening his grip on his coffee cup he turned to Jenny. "I don't know what the hell is wrong with you, Jen, but I have no intention of pissing you off. Quite frankly I'd rather not be stuck in an elevator with you when you're like this." Pausing for a moment Gibbs took a sip of his coffee before turning back to Jenny, "did you even see me touch the switch?"

Rubbing her temples, Jenny looked back up at him, "well…no," she replied.

"Exactly," Gibbs replied with a slight smirk. He thought for a moment before speaking, "I think it's a power outage causing this so we're probably going to be here for a while."

"Wonderful," Jenny replied sarcastically. There was nothing she wanted to do more than be stuck in a small elevator with her ex-lover. Today had not been her day and this was just icing on the cake.

"I don't like it any more than you do Jen, but God knows how long we'll be in here so you might as well tell me what's pissing you off," Gibbs said bracing himself from the fury he was about to receive.

Jenny sighed knowing there was no way out of this and that unfortunately he was right. Composing herself she looked at him, "it's been a long and frustrating week and all I want to do is go home, get into a bath, and relax. She was really hoping he would buy that because she didn't have the guts to tell him what was really bothering her.

Gibbs silently listened to her while sipping on his coffee. When she was done, he looked at her and raised his eyebrows, "and?" he asked knowing all too well she was going to hate him.

"Damn it," Jenny thought silently as she looked at Gibbs who was wearing a giant smirk because he knew he was right. She decided she had to tell him something, anything as long as it wasn't the truth.

"So what's wrong Jen?" Gibbs asked again gruffly. Even after five wives he failed to understand why woman did what they do.

Finally Jenny reached her boiling point; angrily she turned to him and started to scream. "Maybe I'm sick of you Special Agent Gibbs," she started fuming, "I hate the way you can't get along with the press, the way you're so damn stubborn, and the number one thing I hate about you is that after all these years I can't get over you." It took a second to register what she just said and when she did she gasped.

Gibbs had been listening to her yelling at him for the same thing for the billionth time but the last part shocked him so much he dropped his cup of coffee.

"Jen," he started but when he looked at her and saw tears streaming down her face, he stopped talking and pulled her close. She wanted to run but knew she had nowhere to go so she let him wrap her arms around her and leaned her head against his chest. She felt her stress levels lower and she couldn't help but smile. He caught her smiling and couldn't help but smile too. However it didn't make sense especially after the events of last week.

Carson had called Gibbs from Jenny's cell phone to tell him he remembered more information about his father. Gibbs had shown up to find that Carson didn't have any information; he just wanted to ask him some questions. As he went they both watched Carson, "Once upon a time I would have asked you to stay and I wouldn't have taken no for an answer."

"No".

"What happened, Jethro?"

"You made a choice."

I had to do what was right for me. Still do. And with that he went out into the darkness.

A couple minutes had passed and Gibbs decided they had to talk this out. He turned to Jenny who appeared to be deep in thought. "Jen," he asked quietly.

"What?" she asked snapping out of her thoughts.

"Did you mean it?"

"What?"

"Damnit Jen, don't play this game!" he yelled frustrated, "you said you couldn't get over me. Did you mean it?"

"Do I usually say things I don't mean Special Agent Gibbs?" she replied angrily.

Gibbs was sick of playing this game, "I feel like I don't even know you anymore Director Sheppard," he spat out angry as ever. If she was going to play this game he could too.

Jenny sighed loudly and decided getting into a massive fight would not solve anything. She sighed trying to figure out what to do next. He looked at her expectantly and waited for her answer. Finally she spoke, "I never really got over you after Paris. But when I said no off the job I meant it. I've been able to accept the fact I had to do what was right for me and that when I decided to do that I had to lose you. But after seeing you with Carson last week, suddenly I had a million regrets. I started thinking about what would've happened had I never left. Would we have gotten married and settled down? Would we have kids? Or would I just turn out to be another ex-wife because you're still trying to replace Shannon? These questions have been plaguing me for a week and I'm getting frustrated that I can't seem to think about anything. I want to be with you, I want to start a family with you, but I don't want to be just another ex-wife. And deep down I think when I said no off the job it was because of that fear. So to answer your question Jethro, yes I meant it. But clearly you don't feel the same way so I've just made a huge fool of myself. That's what's bothering me. Happy?" She took a deep breath before sliding down to the floor and placing her head in hear hands. Gibbs followed suit and wrapped an arm around her before he spoke.

"Yes I am but you're wrong," he replied simply.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Yes I'm happy to know what was bothering you, but I don't think you just made a fool of yourself."

"And why is that?" she asked curious to know his answer. Within the matter of hours she had destroyed every wall she so carefully put up to ensure she succeeded. Yes telling him the truth felt good, but she didn't know the consequences would be and that worried her.

"Because, I feel the exact same way," he said looking into her deep green eyes. She couldn't believe her ears but at the same time she knew he wasn't lying.

"Really?"

"Yes, Jen, ever since Paris."

"Then why wouldn't you stay last week Jethro?"

"Because you said no off the job and I knew that if I stayed I wouldn't be able to control myself. I don't know if you know this but you're quite intoxicating. I miss everything we used to be and I want it all back. I don't know why Jen, but you just have that effect on me."

"Oh Jethro," she replied sounding like a love sick teenager. But she didn't care she had finally told the man she loved everything she been holding back. She pulled him close and placed her lips on his, savoring every moment.

A/N: So what do you think? There's going to be at least a second chapter and then I'll decided where to go from there. By the way everything that's italicized is a flashback.