A/N: Hi there Jibbs shippers! I got the idea for this from re watching season 3 episode 7 honor code, because I never believed Shannon or Jenny died. Things didn't quite add up. This is my first story so please go easy on me.
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Leroy Jethro Gibbs was furious.
His favorite coffee shop was closed, Vance had forced his team to attend another sexual harassment seminar, and to top it all off he had no leads for his case; that meant cold case duty. Gibbs glanced up at the catwalk lost in his thoughts; he hadn't been able to think clearly after the strange occurrence two nights back.
Wednesday evening, Gibbs found himself working on his boat as usual. Lately, he hadn't been able to get two very important redheads off of his mind, Shannon and Jenny. He had been forcing himself to believe they were dead for so many years that he was finally starting to believe it. That is until he found himself staring at the silver, diamond encrusted necklace he had given Jenny in Paris, and the simple yet sentimental bracelet he had given Shannon on the train. They were both left on his workbench with nothing but the lingering admixture of their conflicting perfumes in the air.
Gibbs was shaken out of his reverie by his current girlfriend Samantha Ryan, clearing her throat.
"Gibbs, are you okay," she queried. "I know you're not much of a talker, but you haven't so much as glanced at me all day," she said, furrowing her brow in concern.
"I'm fine, Sam," he lied, still avoiding her piercing gaze.
"Is this about your last case?" she asked. "Ducky told me that you were taking it pretty hard, but I still don't understand what happened."
He just shrugged, remaining silent.
"Well, you know where to find me if you want to talk," she said looking into his eyes.
After receiving only silence, she quietly slipped out of his basement.
Gibbs sighed; he wanted to move on and be happy again, but the only two women who had ever stolen his heart were both six feet under.
He walked upstairs in search of another bottle of bourbon when he heard the clicking of heels in his kitchen.
Grabbing his gun he burst into the room. Before he could even announce his presence, his jaw hit the floor. There she was as beautiful as ever, sitting on his counter drinking a cup of coffee.
"Jen?" he asked in disbelief, holstering his weapon.
"Hello Jethro, have you two met?" came a teasing voice he hadn't heard in twenty years, before Jenny even had a chance to respond.
Hearing her cue Shannon Gibbs stepped into the light, her eyes dancing in amusement.
"Shannon? No this can't be real; you're both dead," Gibbs mumbled rubbing his eyes. How much bourbon did he drink?
"Believe what you want, Jethro. Either you want us here or you don't, but it did take a lot of planning to make it here on time for your birthday," Jenny replied.
She had seen Sam leaving the house and instantly hated her; she had a gut feeling that something was off about the woman.
"Although, since you already seemed to be enjoying your company we can leave," she added snippily.
"No, stay I'm just a little tired," he responded, trying to adjust to the brightly lit room.
"So, Jethro, how have you been?" Shannon asked, determined to start a conversation and avoid an argument.
"Like hell. I suspect that DiNozzo and David are breaking rule 12, Abs and McGee have been sneaking around , Vance is trying to punish me for one of his screw-ups, and the icing on the cake is that Sam keeps lying to me," He grumbled running a hand through has hair.
Shannon gave him a sympathetic look even though she had no idea who he was referring to, and Jenny just smirked at him, highly amused by his story.
"Tony and Ziva are finally brave enough to break rule 12. I'm impressed. You shouldn't be so surprised about Abby and Tim their relationship has been on and off since the beginning. Was this Sam person the woman who walked out the door?" Jenny asked, hopping off the counter.
Gibbs glared at her.
"Same old Jenny," he mumbled under his breath.
"Jethro today is your birthday, loosen up," Shannon suggested while absentmindedly looking around at what once was her kitchen.
"Fine," he agreed, if today was his last day with them he would make it count.
X
"Gibbs are you ok?" Abby asked noticing the distant look on his face.
"Yeah, Abs, I'm fine," he replied, giving her a weak smile.
Abby wasn't convinced, but she knew her news would cheer him up.
"We found Jonathan King's hideout! The case can be closed now when you go pick him up," Abby informed him with a bright smile.
She knew how hard this case had been on the silver haired fox.
"Gear up!" Gibbs barked at his team, while grabbing his gun and badge. Tony, Ziva, and Tim all followed their fearless leader to the elevator, unsure of what would come in the near future.
X
They pulled up to a cabin sized house in the middle of the woods. The paint was peeling off of the walls and it looked relatively unused.
Tony photographed all of the important things, while McGee looked for the missing car.
Ziva and Gibbs silently approached the house. Once given the signal she kicked the door down and raised her gun.
"Federal Agents!" they yelled in unison, while checking the rooms. There were no signs of life anywhere.
"Boss you need to see this," McGee called, informing his boss.
Seconds later Gibbs emerged form the back door, followed closely by Ziva. His face paled at the sight of a very bloody Jenny leaning over an unconscious Shannon.
Everyone stood unable to move or stop staring at the sight of Jenny Shepard.
"You can stare at me later, but right now we need to get Shannon to the hospital!" Jenny said urgently, gesturing to the limp body in her arms.
The team all spurred into action. Tony picked Shannon up and moved in the direction of the car while McGee called Ducky and Abby. Ziva phoned Bethesda and made sure that the doctors would be prepared for the two redheads' arrival.
Gibbs offered a hand to Jenny, which she took immediately. She swayed slightly, dizzy from the blood that rushed to her head. Gibbs instinctively wrapped an arm around her before she fell; she was putting almost all of her weight on her left leg.
Gibbs lifted her into his arms before she could protest, and made his way toward the ambulance. The ride to the hospital was short but it felt like hours for Jethro. Due to the blood loss Jenny's body went into shock and she blacked out. Gibbs could only watch as they wheeled the two redheads into the ICU.
RxR please!