Jennifer's Trauma.

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(I have had guess Jenny's age for this, in this version, Jenny was born in 1968.)

April 12 1995…

Jasper Shepard was a strict disciplinarian when it came to his troops but when it came to his twenty seven year old daughter Jennifer; she had him wrapped around his little finger. His maid Noemi was not due to arrive until one so it was safe to invite around his acquaintance Rene Benoit, around for drinks and if Jennifer walked in on them, she could be trusted to keep a secret.

"So my friend, they say you have bribed me," Jasper Shepard said, he and his friend burst out laughing as Shepard poured his friend another glass of scotch.

"Well, they can keep thinking that mon bon ami," Benoit laughed. "They call me La Grenouille for a reason no. I am too slippery to catch." He downed his glass in one and began to leave. "I must get going, it is my weekend with Jeanne."

"Ah Rene, first let us enjoy a glass of Domaine de la Romanee," Shepard said. "Donated by my late wife's father."

"Jasper, you know my weakness!" Benoit smiled, silently drawing his gun. Shepard laughed and turned towards his cabinet, Benoit fired a single shot into Shepard's head, killing him instantly. He dashed over quickly and put Shepard's gun into his hand, pressing hard on his pressure point.

NCIS

Meanwhile his daughter was driving to her friend Callie's house.

"I'm just saying Jen, it's not worth joining a law enforcement agency unless they got cute guys!" Harriet or Harri as she was known to her friends.

"I'm not taking any type of job you approve of!" Jenny said. "Horny Harri, if you ever become a stripper!"

"Shut up," Harri said jokily. Jenny's phone rang and she picked up.

"Jennifer Shepard," she said.

"Miss Shepard we have a big big problema!" Noemi wailed. "Colonel Shepard, he has shot himself!"

Jenny's car smashed into a tree as she took it in.

"What did you do that for?" Harri asked.

"My father is dead!" Jenny screamed.

NCIS

Jenny ran into her father's study before they had bagged his body and was immediately sick into the bin.

"Miss Shepard, you can't stay," a cop sighed to her, escorting her from the room. She sat on a table as a cop brought her something. It was a small key, wiped of fingerprints. "Any significance?"

In her mind Jenny was saying to herself that's Uncle Rene's key but her mouth answered differently.

"No," she replied. As the cops left the house, Jenny Shepard pocketed the key. There was a voice in her mind saying.

"Jen, that's not going to hold up in court," it told her.

"It is for me," replied Jenny, shutting herself up.

NCIS

Three years later…

"Hi," Jenny walked up to the Director of NCIS's office. "Jenny Shepard to see Thomas Morrow."

"Enter," the man said. She entered to see a man in his late fifties sat at a desk and another man, prematurely grey at a longer table.

"Special Agent Shepard, you have passed your test," Morrow said. He held out a hand. "Welcome to NCIS." He gestured to the man at the table.

"Special Agent Gibbs," Gibbs said gruffly. "I'll be your team leader now." She shook his hand. One day she vowed she'd be Director, one day, Rene Benoit would pay…

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