So this will be my new fanfic…

Summary: Jen and Gibbs never broke up before, and they have now been married for six years. Ever since she became Director three months ago, their relationship has been very fragile and the divorce is just around the corner. What happens when one of them does not want to go through with the divorce and believes they deserve a second chance in their marriage? Will he/she be able to convince the other to not give up on them?

The bedroom was completely quiet; the curtains were drawn across the windows to prevent streetlights from shining in. In the double bed lay a married couple. But they didn't look like the kind of married couple that loved each other beyond belief and weren't able to keep their hands off each other even in sleep. It was the kind of married couple that surely still loved each other, but their constant fights and heated arguments threatened to separate them for life. They both lay with their backs to each other, their bodies resting near each edge of the bed, almost as far away from each other as they could get.

Jen stared into the darkness of the room, she couldn't sleep, and she hadn't been able to in many nights now. She glanced at her alarm clock, the red digital numbers showed 2.16 am. She sighed quietly, careful not to wake her husband. Her husband, frankly she wasn't sure for how long they would remain husband and wife. They always slept this separately, only after a day completely without arguments he would wrap his arms around her when they slept, and those days were so rare she doubted she would experience them ever again. The truth was that she missed him terribly, she missed his gentle touches and sweet kisses. Most of all she missed the sparkling passion in his eyes he always had had when he looked at her, now all she saw was the glittering of another argument coming up. She was sick of this, sick of never be able to hold her husband close and whisper into his ear how much she loved him, and hear those words back from his mouth. But their fights were too serious to ignore, and she feared the end was near for their marriage.

Gibbs also lay awake, he knew his wife was too, he heard her sighing and her breathing was too fast for her to be asleep. He wondered how they had come to this, he knew how it all had started, but he didn't understand how they had come to this. It had been three months now, three months since their fights had begun; three months since she had became Director of NCIS. Sure he was happy for her that she had come so far in her career, but he also wished she had never been offered the position, then maybe he right now would be lying with his arms wrapped tightly around her body, and they would have had a life without these godforsaken fights. He flashed back to the day he had been told she was the new Director.

"I've been offered a deputy director's position at Homeland Security" the former Director Morrow had told him. It was right after the death of his team member Kate Todd. He and the Director were in MTAC.

"You'd leave NCIS, sir?" Gibbs asked, surprised to hear those news.

"Well, the agency could use some younger blood" he answered

"Well, who'd be replacing you sir?" Gibbs wondered, praying it would not be him, but the smile on Tom Morrows face worried him "Not me" he stated

"Much as I like you, Jethro, I would not shoot NCIS in the head. He's your problem now, Director" he said as he walked away from his agent.

Gibbs looked up and saw a very familiar woman stand up a few chairs ahead of him, she turned around and smiled at him.

"Hello Jethro" she greeted him and he just stared at his wife.

"Jenny?" his voice gave up his shock and her smile got wider.

"Surprised to see me?" she knew he was, but couldn't help but to ask.

"Surprised is a word that does come to mind" he told her and rose from his chair. He walked closer to her as he said "So, if I understand correctly, you're the new…"

"Director of NCIS? Yes I am. Any problems taking orders from me?" she asked teasingly.

"As Director or as my wife?" he shot back, a smile playing subtly on his lips.

"Either"

"I don't see a problem with it" he assured her and left a kiss on her cheek "But you are a damn good agent, Madam Director" he added and they smiled at each other.

Gibbs snapped out of the memory. He heard something, at first he couldn't understand what it was that he heard, but he quickly realized he was listening to his wife's silent crying.

"Jen?" his hoarse voice left his mouth as he didn't hesitate to turn around in bed to face her slightly shaking back. Even though they were in these big fights, when there came a moment when she was crying, he would loose all his anger with her and all he wanted to do was to comfort her.

"I'm sorry" she whispered through her sobs "Did I wake you?"

"No, I was already awake" he assured her and felt her flinch as he reach out his hand to caress her arm "It's ok, Jenny. Why are you crying?" he asked in a soft voice as he moved his body closer to hers. Jen felt him coming closer, and the intimacy scared her, even though they had been married for six years, it felt like a stranger was lying there behind her.

"I don't know" her raspy voice said, getting Gibbs even more worried.

"I think you do. Can't you just tell me, please? I'm here to help you, let me do so" he tried, even though she may have lost her trust for him, it was worth a shot.

"I don't know for how long I can go on with this" she finally said after a long silence.

"What do you mean?" he questioned, and she turned around to face him.

"I don't know for how many more nights I can lie awake, until I finally cry myself to sleep" she confessed to him, and judging by the look on his face, he had never caught her crying at night before.

"Jen…" he whispered softly and reached out his hand to caress her cheek. She closed her eyes and once again flinched at his touch. Gibbs withdrew his hand, sending her a look full of pain and confusion.

"When are we gonna realize this just doesn't work anymore? For how much longer are we gonna live with this curse upon us?" she said, her voice light and steady, but the tears fell faster from her eyes as she spoke.

Gibbs sighed, there was something in her words that made sense, he knew that, but it was just so hard to accept.

"I don't know for how much longer I can keep fighting with you, Jethro. It does not feel right, and I don't like it" she continued

"I don't like it either, believe me" he assured her, but she just shook her head against her pillow.

"I don't know if I believe you anymore" her words this time hurt him badly, but he knew all the reasons why she said so. Love and relationships had never been his strong side, and numerous times these past months he had told her everything would be fine, that they would get back on track again. But he had been wrong all along; all he had done was to making her stay with him, causing her pain to increase, both their pains actually.

"It won't help if I'd tell you I love you" he stated, and she once again shook her head.

"No, it won't" she confirmed "I think we just need to accept the fact that maybe our time is over. We have done all we could to make this work, but it doesn't, or I wouldn't be crying myself to sleep every night. I love you too, Jethro, I really do. But this just doesn't work" her voice was sad, and she now saw a tear roll down his cheek as well. She reached out and brushed it away gently.

"Maybe you're right" he finally gave in and sighed "Maybe it's time to let go" his voice caught in his throat, he knew what would come next, and his worst nightmare started to come true when she opened her mouth again.

"I think we should get divorced" she spoke with deep regret, but she knew it was for the best, she didn't want to divorce him, but she had no choice but to.

"Yeah, I doubt there's a way to fix this. I doubt we will ever be able to have what we once had" he sounded just as devastated, but he also knew it would be for the best.

"Can't you…just wrap your arms around me, sleep close to me one last time" she begged and instantly felt his arms slid around her body, holding her tightly against his chest. He rested his chin on top of her head, and she buried her face in his neck, inhaling his scent and enjoying his touch for probably the last time. Gibbs did the same, and at the same time, he let more tears fall and they dropped onto her hair.

The next morning, they would file for divorce…

Ok, what do you think about all this? Please review and give me your thoughts. Thanks for reading and I will update as soon as I can.