Too Close

Spoilers: With my fic it's all free game – but lets be fair she's not in the show anymore so what can I spoil for anyone.

This will be a short fic – but might become a bit of a series of Jen's Probie Years.

He knew it had to be some type of cosmic joke that he was partnered with a redhead. Not just any redhead, but one who he was starting to suspect took pleasure in distracting him at work. She had been on the team for 3 months now and Gibbs knew that 12 long weeks of tight pencil skirts teamed with those light almost teasingly low cut blouses she owns was more then enough to drive him crazy, but the most painful thing was that she wasn't intimidated by him. She gave him teasing amused looks when he would head slap Burley, or when he was moody after coming in without his coffee.

He looked at his watch, 6.30am and he was currently alone in the bullpen waiting for his team to arrive. He knew she'd show up early which initially he thought was to give herself an advantage or prove herself, but he had noticed that just like him, she wanted to avoid something at home, perhaps she just lived for her job. He was expecting her to show up around now, but what he wasn't expecting was for her shirt to be quite so appealing. Perfect white and just shear enough that he couldn't stop looking to see if he would be able to get a glimpse of the outline of her bra. Then he shook his head knowing these are the thoughts he just had to get out of his head before the undercover op tonight. Undercover in the mildest sense of the word – they just needed a little intel before arresting the perp, so they had agreed to send Jenny into a law firm under the guise of getting divorce advice with the boys as back up.

She looked over at his desk with an amused smile when she noticed his eyes were trying to figure out if he could see anything under her top. Little did he know the idea of this top was to appear like it was shear but that it in fact was not. "Morning, Gibbs", she said whilst lifting an eyebrow, which was enough to remind him that yes he was staring at the chest of his probie right in the middle of the squad room. He nodded a silent good morning, and looked back to his computer screen, realizing it wasn't even on. He could have slapped himself on the back of the head, he bent down to turn the computer on and heard a giggle coming from Jenny's desk which he ignored trying to avoid making this any more awkward. He was just thankful that Burley or Decker had not yet shown up, no doubt they would have something to say about this.

The next few hours flew by, and as the boys arrived the team started to discuss how the evening would go down. Burley was clearly jealous that Jenny was the one going undercover this evening, but Gibbs knew it would be easier to send someone who looked like Jenny into this particular lawyers office enquiring about a divorce. The guy was meant to be a complete douchebag who had a habit of bending the rules to suit his clients that in one instance had gotten a marine killed.

Burley piped up halfway through the discussion "Boss, are we seriously sending red here in to do undercover work after being here a few months?"

Gibbs glared at him and opened his mount to talk but was cut off by Jenny "Seriously Burley you'd think I couldn't handle talking to a lawyer, clearly this needs a woman's touch, so shut the hell up and stop calling me 'red'" she snapped at him annoyed he was pulling this new probie bullshit on her for something so basic.

"Oh sorry red, I hear he would like a woman's touch" Burley winked at her trying to wind her up.

"That's enough both of you, we need her to get as much information as possible without tipping our hand." Gibbs said "I'll be inside the building, Deck will be monitoring from the reception and Burley you will be just outside." He ran his hand over his face annoyed with the childishness of his team.

Decker just smirked watching the whole thing go down. Watching for Gibbs signal to go on with the information they had so far, "Boss we know that he is known for his womanizing, and the fact that he's married doesn't seem to bother him she lives an hour out of town so he seems to feel he has free rein over the city…" He flipped over a page on the notepad he was holding "and it appears that he's been chatting to a few unsavory friends with links to meth dealing, which explains how he's getting his way with almost every case he gets, people are 'disappearing' or being paid off by the looks of things right now, but that is currently all we know".

Gibbs nodded, "Alright, find out anymore you can, I'm going for coffee." He turned around to Jenny keeping his eyes firmly on her face "We need to talk when I get back" she gave a slight nod and watched him breeze out towards the lift.

Sitting down at her desk she was thinking about her first 12 weeks working here. She knew the boys were surprised that he was nicer to her, which seemed ridiculous because he's pretty short with her anyway… but she wasn't head-slapped, clearly he was too much of a gentleman to hit a woman even like that. But she wasn't an idiot either, she heard the rumors about his taste in red heads and she met his wife Diane who had taken an instant dislike to her for what she can only assume was the way she looked. She also saw the way he looked at her, even though he was trying to hide it, there was an electricity between them that surprised her. She enjoyed the fact that he was clearly fighting his attraction for her, and she loved making it just that little bit harder for him.

Burley snapped her out of her thinking "So Shepard what cha wearing tonight?" She snapped her head around to look at him and noticed Decker just roll his eyes.

"I figure I'd just wear this" she didn't see much point in changing, it was a talk about getting divorced, she could have just come from work, she booked an appointment with the guy for 6pm, amazed the guy would work that late.

Gibbs walked in fast with a coffee cup in hand, "Shepard with me" he said walking passed their desks and heading to one of the empty conference rooms. She got straight up and followed him in as fast as she could in the impossibly high heels she had on.

They sat down and looked at each other for a moment. She leaned back and crossed her legs ensuring he could see them, and he noticed. He took a moment to drink in every single inch of her body before coming to his senses. She had a habit of subtly flirting with him now when they were alone, they both knew she was doing it, but neither mentioned it.

"You can't wear that tonight" he motioned towards her outfit. She smirked at him and raised an eyebrow in question.

"Really, what's wrong with it?" she would have said more, but she really didn't want to give him the satisfaction. It pissed her off that he used so little words already – so she was going to make him spell it out for her.

"Well all I'm saying Jen" She looked at him with shock, she never lets anyone call her Jen. He almost couldn't believe he said it himself but recovered quickly "Is you might want to wear something a little shorter, perhaps a tighter top" He added uncomfortably.

She smiled at him. "Uh huh…." She leaned forward "I can get a slightly shorter skirt for tonight, but with the way your eyes were on me this morning, I'm thinking that this top is perfect for tonight" He smirked at her expecting her to be done but she continued, "I'll even change into seamed stockings, and some sexier shoes… but the best I can do on this top is undo a button". Then she winked at him and stood up to walk out of the room. Her heart was racing… did she really just say that to her boss! Some light flirting by crossing her legs in front of him and bending down a little suggestively was one thing – but she may have just taken it too far.

She headed back to the bullpen watching the boys eye her with interest, knowing that they were wondering why she was coming back without Gibbs. She sat down at her desk pretending to do some work and replaying what she just said to him.

Gibbs took a moment before returning as he tried to figure out what she was doing, he couldn't stop replaying what she'd said to him over and over in his head. He knew his divorce was almost settled, but the team had no idea yet what was happening there. He rolled his eyes at himself. He shouldn't be thinking about this at all – she was his probie! She was probably just a flirt in general, but surely she'd heard the rumors about him and his particular interest in redheads. There is no way that Burley would have kept his mouth shut about that the moment she started working here. He couldn't imagine how someone who was 12 years younger then him, with legs like hers would be interested in him. But why not enjoy the attention.

His expression gave nothing away as he walked back into the squad room, she looked up at him and he seemed to be calm, which was a good thing. However she knew it was going to be awkward now and she had 4 hours until she was going to be undercover flirting with a lawyer with him as her back up.

Thanks for reading… I have never written a Jibbs fic yet, and I'm getting started now. Would love your reviews and I apologise that I'm not as good at writing as you all – but feel like I should write a few as thanks for all the great ones I've read.