Hey everyone! Just a little something I thought of while on FF this afternoon, enjoy! :D

Disclaimer: I did last night, does that count? Guess not, well then I still don't.

A/N: This can be read from Gibbs' or Jenny's POV, though some parts make more sense as Jenny's POV. It is after JD but Jenny is just in Witness Protection.

There were so many reasons I had for being with you, even though it was a rule not to be. And after Paris we still saw each other because of the job, but now, I don't know where you are or what you're doing. So many things I loved about you, and now that you're gone, so many things I miss.

I miss your smile, when you smiled the way only I could make you.

I miss the spark in your eye that I knew meant you were remembering a moment we spent together, when we were happy and nothing could stop us.

I miss the way you would whisper my name before we fell over the edge, how you would hold me after a long day or just because you wanted to.

I miss coming to see you after a long day, one of us always brought dinner. And staying late at work just to make sure you got home that night.

And when I think about Paris, I miss going home with you at night.

After we went our separate ways, though somewhat unwillingly, I felt so wrong. I was used to you watching my back. Without you I never relaxed, never felt safe.

I miss the way we could have a whole conversation without talking, you always could tell what I was thinking.

I don't really miss the pang of jealousy I felt when I saw you with someone else, but I would be glad to see you date another if it meant I could see you at all.

I miss our fights, because most of the time I just did it to have an excuse to be near you.

I miss talking together on the catwalk, aware the 'kids' were making bets about 'Mommy and Daddy's' history. Hell! I miss Abby calling us that and DiNozzo's stupid bets.

I miss the times you would forget your glasses and I would give you my own.

I miss you giving me coffee if I was upset and occasionally just taking it.

I miss kissing you, though I haven't in many years I still remember your taste. It was my favorite in the world.

I miss the way your eyes would darken when I kissed you, and telling you I loved you. I still love you and I pray for a chance to do it again.

I miss all the little things that made you, you, and when you made me remember just how much I wanted you.

I miss feeling you next to me when I wake up and seeing you when I get ready for the day.

I miss Ducky's stories about us and when he would remind us how alike we were. And, even though I didn't listen, when he would make me admit I still loved you.

Without you I'm not the same, not me, because you're part of me.

How did you like it? I really only had two ideas but it kinda just wrote itself after that. Please review and if you liked this you'll like my Fics 'Jenny's Letter' and 'You Keep Me Sane'.