Heyy I'm back.
If any of you are reading my other stories, just know that I haven't forgotten about them. I'll get to them. This one has just been bugging me for a while and I needed to get it out.
This is set around S5. Jenny isn't sick and Judgment Day won't happen in my story.
I don't own anything.
Enjoy.
Prologue
Jenny Shepard was the director of NCIS, and a good one at that. Yet she had one secret, something that had nothing to do with work, but haunted her, none the less. It was something that had happened a very long time ago. That didn't stop her from thinking about it every single day. She had never told anybody. Not even Gibbs or Ziva, who she had once been pretty close to. She wanted to tell someone, but she couldn't. It hurt too much to even think about it. She had only been about twenty years old when it happened, but it had hit her hard. Jenny had never had an easy life. Her mom died, her father (supposedly) killed himself. She was alone at the time and to have that taken away from her too, was very hard. Today was his birthday. He would've been 30. She tried hard not to think about it, but that was impossible. Little did she know it was going to be even harder by the end of the day.
I know it's very short, but that's just the introduction. If you like it please let me know and I'll post more. And I promise I will.
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