Oh My God. Look what I freaking did. Finally got the sequel finished. Emphasis on finally. Sorry I suck so damn badly.

Anyway, I'm totally going to use this story to rant - as I so love to do! This whole Ari situation ... I watched Kill Ari the other day and it has a whole other meaning now which sucks. I mean ... Ziva was lying to EVERYBODY. I also discovered I absolutely love Ari. Or Rudolf Martin ... not sure yet. I was waiting for Bete Noire and then for Reveille and then Twilight just for him. Sad much.

Anyway, you should know this is a sequel to 'Cos is you go I go hence you should read that 'un first. You may be able to understand this one if you havent. If you have read it... it was probably so long ago you forgot it anyway. It was practically a year. Quick recap...

Darren is Ziva's older brother, Lissy (Alyssa) his daughter, Hannah (Lissy's mother) died when Lissy was about two of something.
Ziva and Tony had a son Benjamin Chain David, and he is about two ish at the beginning of this. Ziva and Tony had a whole issue in the last one. It was a bit like a soap opera scene. I do love drama! I'm sure you can picture it.
Abby and Tim got hitched, then he faked his death and Abby buried him. Then he popped back up again.
Jenny faked her death too, i.e. judgement day. She pops back up at NCIS because she got fed up being somebody else and the threat against her was poofed, courtesy of Gibbs. She moved in with him because he conveniantly burnt her house down.

Think that covers it... I did that from memory. So If I forgot something vital then feel free to curse me.

Chapter One

Her heels clicked at a faster than natural rate as she flew across the tiled floor, she halted abruptly at the main reception desk with unnatural control over the three inch heels caressing her feet. She was wearing a knee length grey tweed pencil skirt that hugged her curves in a flattering yet classy way. A cream long sleeved pussy bow blouse accented her skirt with a red belt accentuating her slender waist. The three inch heels were the same burgundy red as her belt.

She knocked impatiently on the desk to get the blonde haired receptionists attention, the woman was gabbing on the phone at a rapid rate in what sounded like polish. The receptionist turned and held her finger up at the woman in the red shoes telling her to wait, the woman did not instead she hit her fist on the desk. The receptionist looked at her once more before quickly getting a last sentence in over the phone and hanging up. She pushed her chair towards the woman.

"Yes, Miss…?"

"Shepard, Jenny. I'm looking for somebody. He was brought in here less than an hour ago."

"Name Miss Shepard?"

"Gibbs, Leroy Jethro Gibbs. Special Agent, with NCIS."

"Gibbs, Gibbs. Ah yes, he is currently with a specialist on the third floor. The elevator is jus-" She didn't quite manage to finish her directions as Jenny Shepard had already stalked off in the direction of the elevators. She pushed the button for the elevators and waited impatiently for one to arrive. She tapped her red shoes impatiently as the elevator failed to arrive the second she pressed the button.

The second the lift arrived she dove inside and pushed the button for the third floor. The lift cleared as the occupants got out on to the ground floor so Jenny Shepard was left alone in the elevator alone with her thoughts. She leant against the wall at the back of the elevator. It had only been three months since the team had been crushed by Timothy McGee's death and then resurrection. She could not believe they could be cursed by so much bad luck in less than a few months, she ran a hand through her hair in an attempt to focus on the matter at hand and not remember the past couple of years which had been dreadful for the entire NCIS team.

The elevator dinged and she stepped out, she glanced around the corner and saw it was empty, she decided that turning left seemed to be a better option so she did, and as she walked down the corridor she overheard the unmistakable voice of her friends son. She located the room where the noise originated and noted it was a family waiting room, she pushed open the door and the site of the entire NCIS team was laid out before her.

Ben, Ziva and Tony's son was sat on his mother's knee although he was trying desperately hard to extricate himself from her grip so he could no doubt wreak havoc on the small hospital white waiting room. Tony was sat next to Ziva attempting to distract the two year old boy. Ducky was pacing near the window, he had looked up when Jenny had entered the room and gave her a sympathetic yet encouraging smile before returning to his pacing. Abby was sobbing uncontrollably in to Tim's shoulder as he held her as tightly as he possibly could without causing her internal damage. The newlyweds both looked up hopefully when Jenny had entered the room before returning to their previous stature.

"How is he?" Jenny asked perching on the chair next to Ziva.

"Aunt Jen!" Ben mumbled incoherently, although he could say numerous things most did not make sense or were viable to the ears of anybody but his parents and Uncle.

"Ssh, Ben. We do not know. Tony rang to say that Gibbs had been taken in to hospital after collapsing at a crime scene. They were attacked before Gibbs collapsed; quite a while before apparently."

"Yeah, Gibbs seemed fine until he collapsed. This is Gibbs we're talking about though, he would try and walk through a hurricane if it was the only way he could solve a case. Give me Ben, I'll take him out for a bit, try and calm him down." Ziva handed their young son to Tony reluctantly. "I won't let him out of my sight so chill Zee, you aren't his only parent."

"Do not be long, the doctor may give us some news, he has not been to see us yet." Ziva said before kissing the top of Bens head and turning back to Jenny. "You took a while to get here."

"I know; I had some … business to take care of." Ziva raised an eyebrow at her silently wishing for her friend to elaborate but before she had a chance to word her request the door opened once more and a middle aged man walked in with a much younger woman shadowing him.

"Gibbs?"

"Yes, I'm Jenny Shepard; this is … our extended family."

"I see,' although he obviously didn't, 'I'm Doctor Rosenhan and this is Doctor De Vries. She is a specialist assigned to Agent Gibbs case." Dr De Vries nodded to each of them in turn.

"Case? What's wrong with him, is he alright? Can I see him?"

"Ms Shepard, I must inform you that Agent Gibbs is in a very critical condition right now. He may not survive the night."

So so so so... what do you think? Let me know because I live for reviews literally. I must apologise again, I know it's taken me like eleven months to produce that promised sequel. Man do I suck.

I deserve a dozen+ head slaps for that. I started writing this 13 November 2008 at eighteen minutes past midnight. and like 37 seconds or something. Computers are so damn precise!!! I love it.

Ramble much. Anyway, review? xx Kate