This is my first stab into the wonderful world of FanFic and i hope you will be kind with feedback!

A Brief breakdown - Basically this is going to a bit of a side step from what we see on TV, the characters are the same but it isn't set during a particular season or relate to the cases in the show. Also, in this i have NO intention of killing Jenny. I do add my own twists on the characters, particularly Jenny but only on the things the show failed to show us. I promise a good amount of SMUT but with some back-story to it, if you're just here for the smut then check the top of each chapter for the SMUT RATING.

SMUT RATING - This chapters dry on the smut but got some heavy hints, it's the prologue if you will to what i intend to be a Passionate and stimualating read!

Feel the Jibbs Love!

Jenny marched into the office fuming at the fact that she had been demanded to her own office by him. As she slammed the door to notify him to her arrival, her anger went up another notch to find him sitting in HER chair drinking HER bourbon, forgetting the fact that he had introduced her to the drink she swept around the desk and picked up his glass before he had time to reach for it himself. She downed the amber liquid defiantly, and placed the glass back on the desk with force, more than she had intended to due to the hot, fiery liquid sliding down her throat. She looked down at him brazenly, almost surrendering under the look on his face.

He was immensely proud of her ability to handle her Bourbon, he'd always admired her for that, as she looked down at his face he noticed the brush on her cheeks and the slight shiver pass through her, was it the whiskey or something about their proximity that had caused it? But then she spoke and shattered any delusion that either had caused it, the cause was anger, her voice shook with it, and her eyes, which for a second he thought he saw a shot of emotion in the green orbs were boring into him as she stood there seething at him. He decided to move before he antagonised her anymore; he hopped up and sauntered around the desk keeping eye contact for as long as possible, purposefully playing up the 'jack the lad' side of him. Her heart was pounding in her ears and she felt the sensation she always got when bourbon and Jethro were in close proximity of her. But she needed to stay focused, professional and clear-minded, she lent on the desk and pulled herself together.

'Jethro, I do not appreciate being summoned to MY own office by MY own secretary because you cannot make the journey to MTAC!'

Her voice getting more brass as the sentence went on, putting particular emphasis on the fact that it was her right to demand, not his. He kept eye-contact and she willed herself to remain strong and neutral, not to let her eyes give any sign of weakness, knowing he was waiting for an opportunity. His eyes were conflicting to her, both hard and focused but with a flicker in them, she decided not to inquiry to what he was thinking, the answer could be, well, the answer could be more than her countenance could stand.

He remained silent, which irked her more.

'Well'she snapped, 'What was so important you had to wait in here for me without an invitation?'

'You told me I never needed an invitation' he said, smirking as he leant back and crossed his arms, remembering.

She was shocked at his sudden acknowledgement of their past.

'That was before I became director and it never related to work. Now what did you want to discuss, I assume it related to the Johnstone dual-homicide case'She said brazenly, giving him no time to continue with the topic of conversation.

He looked at her, hard, did she really have no feeling towards him in that aspect anymore, she was doing very well at hiding them if she did. He decided to get to the point.

'Yes, it was the lover, he all but confessed to Ziva about 30 minutes ago, but he refuses to give up his house keys or DNA, so we need your signature as soon as possible.'

'Fine, have you got the forms ready or did you skip straight up here.'She asked ignoring the smirk on his face as he reached a hand over the desk to tap of the folder sitting there.

'All you need to do is sign' he said, standing again

She picked up her pen and signed the papers in the folder

'How did you know it was him?' she asked with interest, although still angry.

'We found letters in her work desk; they stated that she decided to go back to her husband. That's why they were together in the hotel room, he followed her from work and threatened them, he broke into the hotel room and tried to shoot her but the husband got in the way. We wouldn't have known about the lover if it wasn't for the letters'.He said casually while walking around her office and over to the bookshelf, he stood with his back to Jenny while gathering his thoughts.

She breathed calmly, recollecting herself, she closed the file and walked over to him, as he turned to face her he knocked one of her books off the shelf, it felt with a thud to the floor and they both bent down to reclaim it. They suddenly looked into eachothers faces with their minds buzzing, just for a second the remained there, looking at eachother, less than ten inches apart, with no sound, both holding their breath. Then they snapped out of it, both hurriedly getting back to their feet, Jenny handed the folder to him and turned back to her desk. He followed her, placing the book down and looked at her.

'We should be able to nail the buggar in the next couple of days, as soon as we get the paperwork sorted. Should be filed by Friday but I'll keep you informed'He said quickly, returning to the topic in hand.

'Well maybe next time you could do it on my terms and not be demanding and petulant.'She snapped again, obviously still irked by the earlier event.

'Well maybe you should lighten up a bit and stop being quite so uptight; you know you could actually try a smile once in a while! It won't kill you to show everyone you are human and not a heartless robot!' He snapped from nowhere.

She went white, her bottom lip quavered and her arms that had been tightly crossed across her chest slid to her sides, but it was her eyes that gave her away the most, and made him immediately regret his actions.

'Special agent G-Gibbs'she said, trying to resume her normal voice but failing to hide the quiver as she said his name. 'My job, requires me to remain professional at all times and I do not think that taking less than kindly at being summoned like a naughty school girl is in anyway an over-exaggerated response.' She spoke stronger, gaining her status back and ending with a resilient stare.

He knew he had pushed too far, he felt horrible but knew that he had said what he felt and she was such an incredible human, but professional! Her favourite word, even over romance, he nodded his head at her and kept his voice mutual.

'As you wish Director' he said trying to look at her but she had busied herself in another document.

He turned to leave, but before he reached the sturdy oak doors she spoke causing him to turn, she was still reading the file on her desk but her voice was strong and determined.

'If Agent David got the confession I would prefer her to complete the documentation, please ask her to bring me the final case report once she has finished it.'

His jaw tensed at this, he had definitely over stepped the mark, it was unlike her to request another agent to do the groups communication but then he knew David was closer to the director than they seemed at work.

'As you wish Director' he repeated in the same mutual voice he was impressed he was capable of using and with that he turned and left the office leaving the door to swing shut with a suitable thud as to make the pictures on the walls rock unnervingly. Is this what was to be expected from their dealings from now on?

SMUT coming right up!