Attention
By Twilight Trekky
Rating: K+
Pairings: slight Jibbs
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
A/N: This is a pre-Paris one-shot I thought of the other day. Please review afterwards!
Dedicated to my newly born cousin, Rose Marie.
"What are you two doing?" Jenny Shepard asked Stan Burly and Chris Pacci as they stood tailing to each other in the bullpen.
Pacci gestured to Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs, who was staring out the window. "The Boss has been staring out that window for the past half hour. We've tried to get his attention, but it's like he doesn't hear us… or he's ignoring us."
"What did you say to get his attention?" Jenny asked, taking a sip of her coffee.
"We called him by his name, first, middle, and last," Stan explained. "We've tried calling him names that would normally get us head slapped, like 'dumbass' and 'dickwad.' We—"
"You what?" Jenny asked. "You called him a dumbass?"
"We were us trying to get his attention!" Stan said. "He didn't even flinch at it."
"You're going to get your asses kicked," Jenny said, smiling over the edge of her coffee cup.
Stan smiled a fake smile. "Thanks, Shepard." She grinned back at him. "We even said 'Anyone that has two ex-wives, loves to drink coffee, enjoys building boats in his basement and drinking bourbon, look over here,' but he didn't even respond to that!"
"I bet I can get him to respond," Jenny said.
Stan snorted. "Yeah, right. He won't even flinch."
"You wanna bet?" Jenny asked, crossing her arms across her chest.
"Yeah," Stan said. "I bet you fifty bucks that he won't do anything."
"Okay, then I'm betting you fifty bucks that he'll turn around and say something."
"I'm betting that he'll do something else," Pacci said.
"You're both on," Jenny said. She put her hand out in front of her and Stan shook it.
"Deal," he said.
Jenny turned to Pacci. He took her hand and shook it as well. "Deal."
Jenny took a deep breath, slowly letting it out. "Okay, give me a second to think up something real good." She thought for a little over a minute before smiling. "I got it," she said. "But first, you have to pick one of these places: the elevator, MTAC, the director's office, or autopsy?"
"Director's office," Stan said automatically.
Jenny smiled. "Here we go, then," she said. She raised her voice, loud enough so that Gibbs would hear it. "Hey, Agent Gibbs, I'm feeling real horny right now. You wanna go have mad hot sex in the director's office?"
Stan and Pacci both froze in their spots. Gibbs turned around slowly and looked at her with a shocked expression on his face. "What did you just say?"
"You heard me," she replied, giggling.
Gibbs stood there, staring at her, frozen in his spot much like Pacci and Stan. Nobody moved for a while, until one of the desk phones started ringing. Jenny, who was the only one able to move at the moment, walked over and answered it.
"Shepard," she answered. "Yep… 'kay, got it." She hung up the phone. "C'mon, boys, we've gotta dead marine in Quantico." Pacci and Stan unfroze and grabbed their stuff, heading to the elevator. Jenny looked at Gibbs. "It's okay, Gibbs. I just said it to get your attention." She patted his shoulder and moved past him to the elevator, throwing him a flirtatious smile over her shoulder.
He stood there for a second before grabbing his stuff and following his team out of the elevator doors, knowing that he wasn't going to last with a leggy redhead as his partner for much longer.
A/N: So just a quick fic. Please review now! :D