Author: MoiraShipper
Summary: 4th season AU. Gibbs and Jenny are married and have a seven year old daughter. When Jenny and her daughter are going to Los Angeles to meet her sister, Heather, Jenny is kidnapped by La Grenouille Gibbs has 48 hours to find Jenny.
This was written for the Sexual Assault Awareness week. The fic is an AU circa season 5, where Jenny and Gibbs got married right after the "Dear John" letter incident.
The frog
Chapter 1
Jenny was in her bedroom in Georgetown, where she shared with Gibbs and over the bed there was a small suitcase where the redhead was putting several changes of clothes. Soon she would be embarking with their seven year old daughter, Francesca, to Los Angeles where they would visit her older sister, Heather Shepard. Jenny would also meet with an NCIS agent there, who had some information about La Grenouille's activities.
Bad memories from two decades ago invaded her. Just thinking about the French arms dealer, made her green eyes sparkle in rage, remembering that he had killed her father, Colonel Jasper Shepard, when she was 20 and people said he had killed himself. And then La Grenouille had taken advantage of her in the worst way, so she wanted her revenge.
Jenny sighed, when a wave of nausea hit her, since she was three months pregnant with her second child. She turned around and ended up bumping into the man of grey hair, Gibbs, who was standing behind her, worried.
"Hey Jen." He said, holding her by the waist when she'd lost her balance, sitting her on the edge of the bed and staring at her with his sapphire eyes and seeing she was still wearing her white robe. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." She replied feisty, stroking her pregnant belly that barely showed yet. "It was just a sickness."
"Sure you don't want me to go with you two?"
Jenny shook her head, stroking his cheek.
"No, Jethro, someone needs to lead the agency while I'm away. And then, it will be just for a week."
"Uh-huh."
Gibbs held her hand that had the gold ring wedding, rotating it and thinking about everything for which they had been through. After she had left him in Paris and went to London, the two had ended up meeting again a year later when she was working with Ziva in Cairo and she had told him about La Grenouille, though she had never gone into details and the two had ended up together again in a affair and had a daughter together before she became director. But now she was running an operation with Tony, against La Grenouille and she didn't want to involve him and it worried and irritated Gibbs.
Jenny wanted to solve the La Grenouille's case soon, because it was hard to escape from Gibbs's interrogation, which would end up in discussions or in bed. She had never loved anyone as she loved Gibbs and beyond feeling loved and respected, he protected her even when she didn't want to be protected.
He was the perfect lover in bed, was a loving husband when they would go out and stubborn when they had fights at the agency and he was extremely attentive and affectionate with their daughter and Jenny was afraid of losing him
"Jen, why don't you put me in the La Grenouille's case?" He asked for the tenth time and Jenny shook her head, denying.
She didn't want La Grenouille approaching him or their daughter and that was her revenge, for the things he had done to her and she was ashamed of.
"Jethro, please, we've already talked about this." She said in a weary tone.
"You'll be okay alone?"
Jenny rolled her eyes, giving him a kiss, to reassure him.
"I can take care of myself, you taught me it, remember? And I'll be with Agent Callen."
"Okay."
"I'll have a shower, wanna go with me?" She asked with a beautiful smile and Gibbs caught her by the waist, leading her to the bathroom, wanting to make love to her before she went to LA.
Soon Jenny was with her back pressed on the tile of the bathroom, while Gibbs was holding her by the waist gently not to hurt her and she wrapped her legs around him, feeling him move inside her as they both moaned and felt their hearts beating fast, her internal muscles contracting around his member.
Jenny pulled him more to her using her legs, tightening him and Gibbs buried his face between her breasts, kissing her there and moving to the left breast, feeling her heart and kissing her breast, and Jenny kissed his shoulder, trying to muffle a moan while she scratched his back and hugged him.
One of his hands slipped between them and caressed her center and massaging it as she hugged him tight and Gibbs released her breast, embracing her and both moaned their names.
The steam from the hot water left the box's glasses fogged and Jenny felt she was close to her climax and dropped one of her hands that was hugging his back, leaning it on the box's glasses, leaving her hand's mark there, her heart beating fast and she hugged him again and he kissed her with more passion and she responded passionately.
"Ooooh Jethro... I love you..."
"Jen... I love you too!"
When they climaxed and kissed, Gibbs released her carefully and handed her the tube of shampoo and the two showered, sharing some more passionate kisses.
Jenny finished dressing and Gibbs admired her buttoned blouse with floral print, jeans and she let her red and long hair loose, framing her lightly made-up face, as she sat down to put her black heel. He extended his hand, helping her to get up and they went into the kitchen and Gibbs served her a plate of toast and omelet while the redhead sat.
"Jethro, can you take the tea for me?" Jenny asked smiling, knowing that during pregnancy, she couldn't drink caffeine.
Gibbs handed her a cup of tea as he sat beside her and Jenny put a hand on his knee while she was observed eating by Gibbs, to see if she was going to have any sickness.
When she finished her breakfast, Gibbs was satisfied to see that her sicknesses were dwindling and he leaned toward her, brushing her nose with his before kissing her. Jenny took her other hand up to his neck, pressing her lips firmly to his and Gibbs's tongue asked for permission and she soon granted, while both sighed with the kiss and Gibbs wrapped her back with his hands, turning her chair to him and making her face him.
The kiss was romantic and for a few minutes the couple was kissing before Gibbs lowered his lips to Jenny's neck and bite it light, sucking slightly and Jenny protested, knowing that she would have a hickey, although part of her was enjoying it, as she felt his tongue massaging the spot.
"Jethro, it wasn't for you to leave a mark!" She exclaimed, although she wasn't really mad and Gibbs smirked.
"It's for Callen to know that you are still married to me!" And his eyes were soft and Jenny smiled, kissing him again.
When both were breathless, they broke the kiss and Jenny leaned her head on his shoulder, absorbing his scent of sawdust and coffee, kissing his neck fondly, before a little voice interrupting them.
"Mommy, I'm ready. Were you two kissing?"
The couple turned and saw their seven year old daughter, Francesca, standing behind them, wearing a blue dress with shoes and a backpack , which had a stuffed rabbit hanging on. The girl had long and wavy red hair and the same blue eyes as her father and she smiled at them, in a mini version of Jenny Shepard.
"Good morning dear." Jenny greeted her fondly as the girl approached and sat between the two of them, getting a kiss on each cheek from her parents and she smiled.
"Did you sleep well, Fran?" Gibbs asked, stroking his daughter's head, who leaned against him.
"Yes. Daddy, will you drive us to the airport?" She asked excitedly.
"Yes, I will." He promised and the girl got up excited while going to her chair and served juice and pancakes.
Half an hour later, Jenny, Francesca and Gibbs left to the airport and he hugged his daughter first, and she looked sad as he picked her up in his arms and she wrapped her little arms around her father's neck.
"Why can't you come with us?"
It was the first time she would travel without her father and it scared her because the three were always together in family trips. The little redhead, despite being excited to see her aunt, wanted her father to be there with her and her mother.
"Because daddy has to work." He explained, putting a strand of red hair behind her ear. "But I promise I'll call you and your mom every night, dear."
"Promise?" She asked, opening a small smile, the same as her mother and Gibbs smiled, nodding.
"I promise. I love you Fran."
"Love you daddy." The girl said softly, hugging him again and Gibbs kissed her forehead before placing her on the floor.
Gibbs went to Jenny, who was biting her lip, staring at him and he lifted her chin gently, staring at her green eyes and giving her a kiss on her red lips, tasting her sweetness.
"I love you Jen." He said, his eyes shining with emotions that he reserved for the two redheads and Jenny nodded, smiling and saying in French:
"Je t'aime, Jethro. I'll take care of our daughter."
His thumb, that was under her chin, rose and parted Jenny's lips slightly, caressing them and Jenny sighed with his touch, biting his finger tenderly, before she closed the distance between them and kissed him.
The kiss was simple, but very emotional and when they broke, they were slightly flushed.
"Hey Jen..." Gibbs said with a smirk, when they stopped the kiss and he stroked her cheek. "If you don't want to miss your flight, you better get going."
"Uh-huh..." She nodded, her heart pounding at the thought of being far from him for a week and Gibbs noticed that there was something wrong with her.
"Jen, what's up?" She just shook her head, denying and Gibbs decided not to insist. "Come here."
She nodded and he gave her another kiss, staring into her emerald eyes and Francesca approached her parents and the three embraced.
"See you in a week. Take care of mom." Gibbs said to his daughter, who smiled and agreed and he stroked Jenny's belly gently and said. "I want our son to be born soon, Jen."
"I know, me too."
"Have a good trip." He wished them.
"Okay." Both Jenny and Francesca replied and Gibbs hurried to go to work, while Jenny lead their daughter toward one of the terminals.
Jenny made the check in and she guided her daughter by the hand to the counter, when two men approached them and Jenny's shoulders tensed, while she pushed her daughter closer. To her horror, one of the men was Rene Benoit, aka La Grenouille.
The man wore an expensive suit and had his light brown hair combed to the side and he smiled coldly, beside one of his henchmen and Jenny started to search for her gun that was in the waistband of her pants, when the Frenchman said:
"I wouldn't think about it, if I valuate my family life."
"Are you crazy? Threatening the director of a federal agency in the airport?" She asked, her green eyes flashing and Francesca looked at them, confused.
"Mommy, who is he?"
La Grenouille was going to touch the girl's face, but Jenny slapped his hand in anger, but controlled her voice not to scare her daughter.
"Don't you dare to touch my daughter!"
The henchman went behind Jenny and La Grenouille said:
"Right now, there are friends of mine following your husband and near your sister's house in California. If you feel something for them, you'll do what I'm asking you. And it would be a shame if something happened to this beautiful little girl." He whispered the last part in Jenny's ear, who closed her hands into fists.
"What do I have to do?" She asked coldly, and the man smirked satisfied.
"I want your daughter to go to California. Nothing will happen to her, and you will accompany us to our hotel to discuss some issues."
"My daughter is only seven years old, I can't let her travel by herself." She replied shocked, because Francesca was always accompanied by her parents.
La Grenouille gave her a vicious look, taking the phone from his pocket and Jenny sighed, agreeing with him. Jenny turned to her daughter, brushing away a lock that fell over her blue eyes.
"Honey, mommy will stay a little longer to solve some problems. But you will go to California. Aunt Heather will be waiting for you there."
"Mommy?" Francesca called, widening her eyes, frightened by the idea of traveling alone and Jenny felt bad as she kissed her forehead, trying to reassure her.
"Mommy will meet with you later, okay?"
The girl bit her lip, clutching her stuffed bunny and then hugging her mother and burying her face in her hair and Jenny tried not to cry.
"Okay." The girl nodded and said: "I love you."
"I love you Fran. Now go."
And with that, Jenny watched her daughter give the authorization for the flight attendant, who led Francesca to the boarding area and the girl turned one last time, waving to her mother, who waved back, watching the little redhead disappear and her heart broke. Jenny then turned to La Grenouille and asked coldly:
"What will happen when my sister sees my daughter alone and call Agent Gibbs?
"Until then, we'll have finished everything." He smiled in a dirty way. "Remember how much fun we had twenty years ago? You're still as beautiful as ever."
Jenny remembered with horror the last time she had seen him, before glaring at him with her green eyes, keeping her hand that had the wedding ring over her belly, protectively, and the henchman took from her the cell phone and gun as she was led by the two men out of the airport, towards a black car and Jenny was afraid for the first time in years, being with the frog of her nightmares, knowing that she was depending on her knife that was inside her shoe.
Feet, don't fail me now
Take me to the finish line
Oh, my heart, it breaks every step that I take
But I'm hoping at the gates
They'll tell me that you're mine
TBC