NOTES: My mother language it's not English and althugh is beta'd it might contain mistakes.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of these characters. Obvious if I did Jen would never be dead!
Gibbs sat at the chair of Jen's house. A note was on the desk. His name was the recipient. He felt gulp in his throat as he read the first line.
Dear Jethro,
When you read these words I'll probably not to be here. I'll be gone … forever. There's so much I got to stay. So little time to explain it all to you. I can't even know where and how to start. There's something that I should have told you a long time ago. But my proud didn't allow me to. Now, I have nothing left. Nothing but explain to you. I'm sorry, Jethro.I'm so sorry for all the pain that I caused you. For all the bad that I did to you. I'm sorry for leaving Paris with no word, with no goodbye. I'm sorry for all I put through. You don't know how many times I regretted it. How many times I thought about you, about me, about us. How many times I wish I could just simple hear your voice. I know I was the one who decided to leave. But don't think I didn't suffer with my decision. And don't doubt me when I say I always thought about you. I cursed myself so many times for leaving you, for the all the pain I put you through. The damage was done. I had to move on. And I did. But fate wanted that our paths would meet again. And there we were. I had got where I wanted to and you were still where you always belonged to. When you told me you had missed me all I wanted was to tell you how much I had missed you too. But you got to understand me Jethro it was my first day I didn't want to blow it all away. I've missed you Jethro. I've been missing you through all these years. So, you now must be wondering why I said I'll be gone forever. I'm going to be precise and exact. I'm dying, Jethro. And yes, Duck knows. But I asked him not to tell you. It had to be me. But I was never able to. Although that by the way you looked at me I knew that you suspected something was wrong. And once again you were right. I'm dying Jethro. I can die in six days or in six months. In a shorter or in a longer period of time. But who actually cares? I've already done my five star plan, right? So where does this lead me to? HoJHHow To you. When I left you in Paris I had nothing in mind than that five star plan. How wrong was I? I wasn't able to see that I was putting behind, what I was leaving beside me was the best time of my life. It took me awhile to recognize to myself that the reason I had so many sleepless night was because I wasn't in your arms anymore. You weren't just another one I slept with, another lover, another man that passed through my life. You weren't just any ordinary man. You were the man. You are the man.
I loved you. I've loved you. I love you.
I hope you never forget about me.
Always yours,
Jenny
Gibbs closed the letter and as tears escaped from his eyes he whispered to himself
I won't.
He closed his eyes and as he put the letter in his pocket tears fell harder than ever. He took out a picture from his pocket. A tear fell on the picture and he said a little bit louder this time.
I love you, Jen