This one is for Aserene, because she needed to be cheered up. Hope it makes you feel better!
The last two parts will be posted tomorrow (sunday)
Song: You and My by Lifehouse. You don't have to listen to it while reading it, but it's just a really great song.
You and Me
What day is it Cause it's you and me and all of the people
And in what month
This clock never seemed so alive
I can't keep up and I can't back down
I've been losing so much time
Nothing to do, nothing to lose
And it's you and me and all of the people and
I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off of you
For what seemed like the millionth time today she took off her glasses and rubbed in her eyes. Somehow she always ended op working late in her office. No matter how calm the day had been. There was always one more report to finish, one more paper to sign.
She had sent Cynthia home hours ago, after all she'd done these past two days she had deserved a night off. With a sigh she put her glasses back on and looked over one of the last papers she still had to sign. Of course, she could just sign them blindly, but her Director side forbade her to do it. Luckily it looked like the pile was almost finished. Maybe she would be home before midnight for a change.
There was a soft knock on her door. She looked up, wondering who'd still be here at this time of night.
"Come in."
"You still here Jen?"
"Jethro, I should have known." To be completely honest, she actually had known it was him. Or at least expected it to be him. No one else would drown themselves in their work just like they did.
Not even all those years ago. It was one of those all nighters that got them together in the first place.
"Agent Shepard, you can go home you know. We probably won't be able to find something anyway."
"As long as you're staying, I'm staying Gibbs."
He saw the tired look on her face, but in her eyes there was determination. Jenny was a very promising Agent, always ready to make the next step, to take things up a notch. He changed the tone of his voice, to a more softer one.
"Jenny, you've been working on this case for twenty-four hours. You need your sleep."
"I took a nap a few hours ago, I'm fine. Why don't you go home, you've been here as long as I have, I can finish this up, you should probably go home to your wife."
"Another reason to stay."
She smirked at him, she knew Gibbs and his wife were having problems. All of the shouting matches she heard over the phone were just a small indication of it. He had spent more and more time working these last weeks, coming in hours before her, and leaving hours after. The coffee shop on the corner had probably earned a lot of money on their most faithful costumer these last weeks.
His phone rang again. She watched him as he picked it up.
"Hello Diane" The look on his face quickly turned to one of annoyance.
" Fine. You can pick your things up tomorrow."
"Bye."
He sighed as he put down the phone.
"Well, there goes marriage number two."
Jenny gave him a look of sympathy "I'm sorry."
"What did I tell you about that?"
"Right, never apologize, it's a sign of weakness."
She bit her lip, and softy continued. "I'm still very sorry."
"Don't be, I'm not." He looked at the phone and shifted his look back to her, in his eyes she saw the frustration, anger and something else she wasn't that sure about.
"You want to know what she told me? She thought you and I were having an affair."
Confused, she lifted her head to look at him. "Where would she get that idea?"
"I have no idea. Apparently she thought no one could ever work that much overtime."
The two were silent for a moment, both lost in their own thoughts. And when they thought the other wasn't looking, they glanced at each other. Trying to find something that could indicate to what the other was feeling or thinking.
Suddenly, Jenny broke their silence. "I can't believe she just called you to say she wanted a divorce." For some unknown reason, she was really angry. She wasn't even sure why. "Telling someone you want a divorce, you could at least do it in person."
"Jenny, Jen. Jen." He tried to calm her down, but it looked like her redheaded temper had taken over for a moment. It didn't happen that often, but when it did, he had to admit he kind of liked it. Somehow it made her eyes flash even more green, make her hair look even more fiery and the look on her face was just priceless.
The determination, the emotion. God she looked beautiful all riled up like that.
She was still ranting, and didn't listen when he called her name. He wasn't sure how to handle it. In a split second, he decided. If she stayed like this much longer he was sure she would start to hyperventilate. So he decided to cut her of in the only way he could come up with. He put his hands softly on her cheeks and brought her face to his. And then, he kissed her.
He started to set up dinner on the small table in her office again. It wasn't until then that she noticed that she was, in fact, quite hungry. She looked at the clock on the wall. It was 11.30, mentally she counted back, so that was five hours since she last ate something. No wonder she was hungry. She sat down next to him and pulled her heels off. The Director was on a break. It was just Jenny and Jethro in the room now.
She looked to her right. Straight into his icy blue eyes. She was glad some things never changed. After all this time, his eyes were the same as they were that first night. Guarded, but still, behind it all she could see the emotion.
Just Jenny and Jethro. And she was glad.