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This is completely random yet fun. There is more to come, hope you enjoy, I'm off on hols for 2 weeks on Wednesday so there won't be another chapter for 2 weeks, sorry, but I will write whilst I'm away. Enjoy anyway and please leave me a review, I would love to hear what you think! :)x

Jennifer Shepard stood outside of Washington D.C. International airport with her suitcase, waiting to be joined by Gibbs, his team, Abby and Ducky. Yesterday morning the secretary of the navy had informed her she would be going to stay in a villa on the island of Crete with Agents Gibbs, DiNozzo, David, and McGee, also forensic scientist Abigail Scuito and Medical Examiner Dr. Donald Mallard. She had also being informed that this trip was not optional and that firstly (and officially) it was to work on team relations and secondly (and unofficially) because of the fact that all the people going worked exceptionally hard and hardly ever took holiday so it was a treat. Upon hearing of the arrangements she had informed the rest of the group of the arrangements, originally she had been nervous at the thought of spending so much time with Jethro, and she'd thought he'd have refused to go, yet he hadn't. They'd been getting closer recently and if truth be known Jenny thought this was what they needed, it would allow them to be themselves and not have to hide behind their work facades, it would mainly allow them to talk which was a hard thing to do when you worked for NCIS. She'd taken the afternoon off yesterday and gone shopping after realising that she owned no appropriate clothes, then she'd packed and headed to bed. Now, at 07 00 she was stood awaiting her companions. "Jen…" she'd been so caught up in her own thoughts that she hadn't even noticed the arrival of Jethro.
"Hey." She replied as she regained her bearings.
"Hey, you realise DiNozzo's going to be in one hell of a mood, to him this is an unholy hour." The pair smirked at the comment.
"He should try having my job then, this is more like a lie in for me."
"Seems like you need this holiday more than I thought. Cynthia said you went home early yesterday afternoon?"
"Yeah, I did, realised the only holiday clothes I had where from Paris."
"Well personally I wouldn't mind seeing you in those again." He whispered in her ear. It seemed the holiday attitudes had already kicked in.
"Hmmm, I bet you would. Anyway I'm surprised you didn't need to go shopping."
"What you forget is I spent three months in Mexico." Before she had chance to reply the rest of the gang arrived. Tony and Tim where arguing with Ziva threatening them, while Abby and Ducky where in deep conversation.
"Director!" Came a squeal followed by a hug. "O wow, you're in casual." Which she was, she wore a long, flowing white gypsy style skirt, a green vest top and matching wedges.
"Abby, I live in my business suits you know. Right, holiday rules, firstly you call me Jenny, not director, we are out of the office now. Secondly Gbbs' rules don't count this week, and thirdly if your bickering gets on either mine, Jethro's or Ducky's nerves I will place you in the hands of Ziva and let her deal with you."
The last rule caused a flash of fear to pass over Tony's face. The group made their way through the airport, checking in their luggage, going through security or only part of it in Jenny's case, although more drama happened when Ziva nearly killed a security guard whilst he checked her for weapons, which meant Jenny had to intervene. Once the security drama was over they all arrived in duty free where they divided out, Tony dragged Ziva to the films, Abby dragged Tim to the music, Ducky went to get everyone magazines, whilst Jenny and Jethro both deprived of Caffeine went in search of their lifeline. As they walked he placed his hand on the small of her back half expecting her to give him a glare, instead she just smiled. "So you think they'll survive a week without killing each other? "She asked as they sat down with their coffee. His arm had found its way around her shoulders and she was leaning into his touch.
"I think it's more likely for us to kill them."
"I think this week will do us all good you know."
"How do you mean?"
"Me and you will be able to spend time together, figure stuff out. And them lot too, Tim and Abby, Tony and Ziva." A puzzled look crossed his face. "O come on Jethro you can't say you haven't noticed. They all deserve someone."
"I know, just thinking of how I might have to dispose of rule twelve."
"Because of them?" she teased.
"Nope." He replied as he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.
"Jethro…"
"Yes…"
"I forgot my book. Come with me I want to go to waterstones and get a new one." She said standing up and walking off, swaying her hips as she went. Before she knew it he was stood next to her as she read the blurb.
"Chosen?"
"Yp, the Secret Garden by Kate Morton. Just gonna pay." His arm was around her aist as they exited the shop, to be greeted with a squeal of pleasure from Abby.
"Mummy and Daddy are together!" She shouted. Only to receive a smirk from the pair. At that very moment their flight number was called and the misfit family headed to board the 'United Stated Airlines' Jet. The SecNav had booked them on a direct route flight to Chania airport. Their seats where in first class, and as it happened the only ones. . They boarded the plane and found their seats which were divided up into blocks of four. The 'kids' where in a group while Jenny, Jethro and Ducky occupied another. Within only a matter of minutes Gibbs was asleep as per usual, an argument was erupting in the 'kids quartet' and Jenny and Ducky where exchanging 'God give me strength' and 'here we go' glances. After just half an hour Jenny patience was running out, the constant bickering had become a full blown argument with Ziva threatening to kill with a paperclip, Abby explaining how she would gladly demonstrate how she was able to kill and leave no forensic evidence, Tony looking mock offended whilst reciting movie quotes and picking on McGee who looked generally fed up. Deciding she could take no more Jenny decided to go and attempt to shut them up. "Right, what the heck is the matter with you four. If Gibbs where awake you'd all be head slapped so hard your grandchildren would be dizzy, so spill." She demanded frustration evident in her voice. The four exchanged nervous glances as if daring each other to be the first to spill, yet no one was willing to be caught out. "You know what, I don't care. Just please pack it in with the arguments, we're only half an hour into the flight so find something to do or go to sleep." With that said she headed back to her seat, deliberately elbowing Gibbs as she sat down.
"Ow Jen! What was that for?"
"Your team have been bickering like cat and dog whilst you slept, and I've had to deal with them."
"My team? You're the one who's always saying how they're her agents."
"That's when they behave."
"And when they don't?"
"Then they're yours." She said, a smirk playing on her lips as his eyes rolled in their usual fashion. Gibbs yet again drifted off whilst Jenny got engrossed in her book.
"That was close!" Whispered Abby.
"You're telling me, right bedroom arrangements." Said Tony, only to receive a 'keep your voice down' glare from Ziva.
"Well, I've looked through the villa details and there're four bedrooms: one single, two twins and a double." Began Abby.
"Lets get the boss man and the lady boss in the double." Continued Tony.
"I think it would only be good manners to allow Ducky in the single." Added Ziva.
"Then me and Ziva, Tony and McGee in the twins." Finished Abby. The conversation then turned to what film they were going to watch when they arrived at the villa, only the conversation soon took a turn and ended up as a full blown argument. Ziva, after becoming sick of Tony moved to sit with Ducky and was now entranced in one of his stories of Jenny and Gibbs from their time in Europe.
"Jethro wake up!" jenny said, after hearing the argument she'd elbowed him numerous times which she was positive would leave generously sized bruises on his torso. After deciding she was getting no where she whispered in his ear "Your boats on fire." Which woke him up.
"Not nice Jen!"
"Yeah well your team is arguing worse than before about god only knows what. Deal with them!" he headed over and silence was brought after a loud whistle.
"Right, enough. DiNozzo, move your backside to that end of the plane." And he did, receiving a head slap along the way. "McGee, over there." He said, pointing to the opposite end. "Right, now no talking, sleep or summort just shut the heck up." With the team divided silence fell, yet soon a bored Tony and Abby began to start a conversation by throwing paper aeroplanes with notes in to one another, yet the air-conditioning suddenly burst into life and diverted Abby's plane to McGee who opened it up and unknowingly read the message aloud. "Gibbs and Jenny make a well cute couple, smiley face."
"McGee!" shouted Jenny and Gibbs in Unison.
"Errmm, it….Abby…."
"Spit it out."
"Tony and Abby where throwing messenger planes, that was Abby's it hit me and I kinda read it out loud."
"Abby!"
"I was only stating the truth; you do make a cute couple!" She defended.
The new argument was cut off by the arrival of food, much to the delight of Tony. The rest of the flight was surprisingly quiet as a film was on, and the early start had caught up with most of the team. When the flight landed, they collected their bags and went to get the car, Gibbs and Jenny where in the front, both wanted to drive, yet after Gibbs reminded her of the times she'd driven in Europe, and broken them down, he won. Yet the drive to the Villa was full of drama as Jenny and Gibbs got them lost and bickered numerous times about the correct direction, it ended up with them buying a map so Jenny could prove her point. Whilst all this was going on Ducky was informed of the sleeping arrangements and agreed completely and then he occupied them all with tales of Jenny and Jethro as partners, much to the displeasure of the bosses who had hoped that the tales where firmly forgotten.
Evening fell and they arrived at the Vila, they'd stopped for food earlier and eaten crisps and chocolate on the way so no one was hungry minus Tony who'd been told he was a pig by Ziva. Seeming as it was late they all headed off for bed, all exited at the week ahead, romance, fun and family was ahead. But mainly the chance to let their hair down as the holiday attitudes kicked in. It was definite that they were in for a week of well…nobody quite knew what to expect.

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