Caribbean Blue 3

Summary: The first year of the couple Jenny and Gibbs haven't been easy in Paris. With their daughter, the couple prepares to go back to DC, knowing that they will have to face the law. Last part of "Caribbean Blue".

Chapter 1

It was autumn in Paris and after arriving from work and dispense the nanny, the couple decided to take their 5 months daughter to go to the park, while wasn't dark yet. Lucy was excited, knowing that she was going for a walk while Jenny walked over to her crib. Lucy, at 5 months, had her parents wrapped around her little fingers, winning them over with her baby blue eyes and smiling, holding her little hands towards Jenny.

"You wanna go for a walk, huh? Come here with Mommy." Jenny smiled, reaching out and taking her daughter in her arms and touching her nose with hers, making her laugh.

It was strange to refer herself as a mother and sometimes it seemed almost impossible that she had held the pregnancy and brought that beautiful baby girl to the world.

Jenny took her pacifiers and toys with her free arm, certificating she was fed, putting things in the bag.

"Jen? I've picked up the cart." Gibbs called from the corridor.

"I'm coming."

Jenny left the room and handed Lucy to him, who took the baby smiling and the brushed away her red hair that was falling over her eyes and then placing the baby sat in the cart and checking if she was well placed, before tickling her on the belly, making her laugh and yell.

Jenny was with arms crossed, in the doorway with a bag over her shoulder, smiling excitedly with her family. 9 years ago, in Europe, she had never thought about having children, she was fine with just Gibbs and now here she was, with the man of her life and their daughter that she couldn't imagine herself without and loved them more than her life. Gibbs, who was down playing with their daughter, smiled when he saw Jenny observing them and he stood up, kissing her lightly on the lips and grabbing the bag as they went to the elevator.

The late afternoon was quiet, with other families with their children in the park and soon the couple found a free space on the grass, and Gibbs took the towel from the bag, extending it and putting Lucy's toys there while Jenny took her from the cart.

"I'll get us something to drink Jen. What do you want?" Gibbs asked, standing up and taking his wallet.

"A coffee please." The redhead replied, putting Lucy on the towel and handing her favorite teddy bear and the girl bit its ear with her gum.

When Gibbs returned with two cups of coffee, Jenny was tickling her daughter, who was on the pillow laughing. Gibbs sat beside them, handing a cup to Jen, who thanked him and put the cup beside her.

"Come to Daddy." Gibbs asked softly.

Jenny handed Lucy to him and he lifted her on top and stared at her, making her laugh and clap her hands. He put her down, kissing her forehead while Jen approached and leaned her head on his shoulder, feeling his warmth.

"My little princess."

Lucy smiled at her father and then went back to Jen's face, trying to catch her mother's red locks which were falling on Gibbs's shoulder.

"I told you she has your temper Jethro. Curious and with the power to have everyone in her hands." Jenny said smirking as Lucy pulled her lock lightly.

"Hey Jen, I think this last she earned from both of us!" He protested, faking indignation and making her laugh. "Wait until she gets older, I bet she'll want to have as many shoes as her mother."

"This will only show the good taste that she inherited from me." She replied, wisely and Gibbs leaned in, biting her ear lightly.

"Besides the strong personality." Gibbs said quietly and Jenny slapped him lightly on the shoulder, raising an eyebrow.

The couple sat down intertwining their hands, watching Lucy trying to crawl and pick up her toys, while they drank coffee. Gibbs looked at their hands entwined and led them to her lips, eliciting a smile from Jen, who turned her face and kissed him.

As the sun began to set, the couple gathered their things and Gibbs closed the cart while Jenny carried their daughter through the park. Close to a fountain that was there, a photographer dressed as a mime was taking snapshots.

"Hey Jen, why don't you take a picture with Lucy?"

"You are being so romantic today. Coffee, photos..." Jenny joked, ruffling slightly his gray hair, her nails massaging his scalp and Gibbs groaned, holding her wrist and protesting.

The couple drove to the photographer and then Jenny sat on the edge of the fountain, with Lucy on her lap. Gibbs stood beside the photographer, watching his family, the loves of his life. Jenny was so beautiful as she always had been, keeping her red hair at shoulder length and wearing a pair of high heel. Lucy smiled in her lap, trying to catch the air with her hands as Jen pointed at the camera.

"Look at daddy Lucy." She said in a motherly voice, making the small redhead look at her father, who nodded.

When the camera did a click and the photo came out, Gibbs paid the photographer and Jenny smirked, taking the photo and turning.

"You got a pen?" She asked, holding Lucy with one arm and preventing Gibbs to see what she was going to do.

"Here." The photographer handed her the pen and Jenny wrote something and then, still smiling handed it to Gibbs.

Gibbs took the picture, watching first the two redheads in it, his eyes soft, and then turning it over he saw Jenny's elegant letter: From Paris with a lot of love, Lucy and Jen. He stared at the words for a moment and then laughed, looking at Jenny in such an intense way that she felt her face flush and he kissed her passionately, making both feel that electric current that always hit them when they shared an touch.

"Thank you Jen."

She just laughed, stealing another kiss as Lucy turned to them, trying to call their attention and Gibbs wrapped they two in an embrace.

That night, after Lucy was put to sleep, Jenny and Gibbs went to their bedroom, tired. The agency where they worked for now might not have as much action as Washington's, but there was too much paperwork. They had been living there for over a year and soon they were already accustomed to the new but temporary life.

Gibbs grabbed a pair of sweatpants and wore it, throwing the blazer and his working's shirt in a corner, climbing on the bed and leaning against the side of his bed. Beside him he had a cup of coffee and he put his glasses, taking the American version of the newspaper to read. Despite living for a year in Paris, the French language had never been his favorite.

When Jenny finished her bath and came out dressed in a bathrobe, she smiled at Gibbs's glasses.

"Did you see something you like?" Gibbs asked, diverting attention from the newspaper and raising an eyebrow at her.

Jenny continued to smile and climbed into bed and he wrapped her with his free arm, letting her lean her redhead on his shoulder, while the scent of her French perfume filled the air and she threw one of her legs over his .

"Have I ever told you that you look extremely sexy in glasses?" She asked, burying her nose between his neck and his shoulder, feeling the scent of him and pressing a kiss there.

"You're very naughty Jen."

He laughed, shaking his head and turning his attention back to the newspaper, keeping his arm around her torso and she closed her eyes, and for a while, none of them said anything, comfortable with just the sound of their breathing and the leaves of the newspaper being turned.

Suddenly he felt Jenny's hands rising slowly over his chest and playing with his shirt's buttons. Gibbs looked down, seeing Jenny smirking as her hands came down, under his shirt, massaging his abdomen and up to his chest, scratching him and eliciting a groan from him.

"Jen?" He called, but she continued her work.

"Yes Jethro?"

"Jen, I thought you were tired!" He said, surprised, while keeping low another moan when one of her hands slowly moved down to the hem of his sweatpants, holding his member and massaging it, causing Gibbs to close his eyes.

Gibbs followed her hand with his own hand, watching her.

"Not for sex Jethro." She said, lifting her head from his shoulder and staring at him with bright green eyes as her hand continued to massage his member with his hand over, switching speed, from fast to slow, making him moan her name and making her more excited.

"It's been a while since we had a time for us here in bed Jethro, and she missed us."

He just made a motion with his head, lost in the sensation of Jenny's hand on him.

"Jen..."

Jen leaned over her hand that was on his chest, her hair tickling his face and she lifted her head, touching his lips with hers, kissing him and muffling the grunt he did.

When Gibbs caught his breath and she wiped her hands, he smirked, grabbing Jenny and exchanging their positions, staying on top.

"You could never pace yourself, could you Jen?"

"That's not true!" Jenny laughed, knowing it was true as he laid his hands on each side of her face and kissed her.

The kiss started only with lips and teeth, they giving into the desire and then their tongues began to battle while Gibbs ran a hand down her body, expertly finding the knot of her robe and undoing it, while Jenny leaned forward, helping him to remove her tobe and throwing it in a corner of the room and she helped him to pull the hem of his shirt up, throwing it too and then she involved her bare arms around his neck, kissing him.

Jenny sat up, pulling Gibbs with her while he kicked his pants with underwear aside and lowered his lips from her mouth, his hands holding her back, and running his lips to her neck's side, sucking her favorite spot, making her sigh and run a hand through his chest, ignoring the fact that he was leaving a mark there.

Jenny's mouth was loose, her head tilting to the side slightly as her hands went from his chest to his back, lowering to his buttocks and squeezed them, making him bite her neck lightly, as his lips lowered and went to her right breast, kissing the tip and then wrapping his mouth around it.

"Jeeethro..." She moaned, as she felt his lips on her breast and then on the other, feeling him smile.

He laid her gently on the bed while his right hand went down to her thigh, leaving a trail of warmth until his hand was between her thighs, touching her center. Jenny pulled his face back to hers, kissing him hungrily, as his fingers circled her center slowly and he whispered when his lips parted in order to breathe:

"Returning the favor." He whispered in her ear as his fingers massaged her slowly, and he covered her mouth with his, as she grabbed the sheets.

"Shhh... Jen"

When he felt she was close, he removed his fingers and before she could protest, he penetrated her. Jenny held her breath for a moment, to accommodate him and she looked up, seeing the bright blue eyes, dark with desire, as well as were hers.

She nodded to Gibbs, who started moving slowly inside her, keeping one hand on her thigh, lifting it a little, and the other was on her waist. He buried his head on her shoulder, taking in her scent as he felt her muscles squeezing him and she crossed her legs around his waist.

"Faster..." She demanded between a moan.

Gibbs began to penetrate her faster and Jenny dropped the sheets, placing a hand over his on her waist and the other going to her sweaty hair as she closed her eyes.

"Jen, open your eyes..." He demanded huskily and she struggled to keep them open, staring at him.

She now moved slower than he and Gibbs suppressed a smile and both reached the climax, Jenny moving her torso forward, towards Gibbs and then lying on the pillow with Gibbs beside her.

"I told you couldn't pace yourself."

Gibbs glanced to his side and saw that Jenny was already asleep, her mouth slightly open and a hand clutching the pillow and he smiled tenderly. Gently he pulled away from her, putting her on her side of the bed and went to check on Lucy, who was fast asleep, surrounded by her teddy bears and Gibbs smiled, giving a goodnight kiss on the little redhead and returning to the room, turning off the light and going to bed. When he lay down next to Jenny and covered them with the blanket, she opened her eyes sleepily.

"Jethro…"

"Go back to sleep Jen, you must be tired." He said, brushing away her bangs in affection and watched her.

"I'm fine." She replied, taking his hand that was in her hair and kissing the palm. She seemed to be awaking slowly and she said in a thoughtful tone: "I think this year has been the best of my life. You, me and Lucy here in Paris."

Gibbs smiled, thinking of all the good times that he and his new family had there in Europe.

But he knew they would soon return to Washington as Vance and SecNav had managed to make Jenny not be accused of having faked her death, covering up her past mistakes. It was all settled for her to return to NCIS in two ir three months as Director Jenny Shepard again and their team was eager to see them three back. He just didn't know how she would react to the news, after the events that had marked her departure from Washington.

"We only have two more months left here in Paris. Do you think Lucy will like Washington?" He asked carefully, waiting for her reaction.

Jenny froze, stopping to give kisses on his hand. When she stopped to think about the past events, it didn't look like it had happened more than a year ago. She bit the corner of her cheek, breathing deeply as she thought that in two months they would face all the hell back in Washington, risking their relationship to end up collapsing with everything they'd left open.

And what if Gibbs later ended up shutting himself, focusing only on his boat as he had done with his 3 ex wives? She wouldn't stand to be in the dark as it had happened once before in Serbia, when he had closed himself for a while, especially now with their daughter.

"Jen, what happened?" He asked concerned about the sudden silence and turned to her, seeing her form in the dark, as she hugged her naked body.

"It's nothing Jethro." She replied, and her voice came out sounding drier than she had intended and she shifted in her side of the bed

Gibbs frowned and turned on the bedside light, but she already had her back to him and he leaned over her, seeing that Jenny was pretending to be asleep with the blanket covering her. Gibbs ran a hand over his face in frustration, seeing a lost fight and then he turned off the light, lying with his back to her, with a sigh before closing his eyes and trying to sleep. Tomorrow he would talk to her.

When Gibbs woke up the next morning, the other side of the bed was empty and he was surprised because Jenny always woke up after him. He threw the covers aside and went into the bathroom, washing his face and thinking about the last night that had gone from wonderful to horrible, ending with Jenny turning her back to him, not wanting to talk anymore about going back to Washington.

He walked into the hallway, going to the bedroom of their daughter. Jenny stood there with her back to him, holding the baby. She was dressed in work clothes, a skirt, high-heel boots and a blue silk blouse.

"Jen?" He called from the door, but she didn't turn to him and he knew something was wrong, feeling a chill run through his body.

When he took two steps into the room, she said in an icy voice.

"We won't go back with you Jethro."

"What?" Gibbs stared at her, shocked by the news. She couldn't be serious about staying alone with their daughter in Paris. Letting him go. "Jen, what's this?"

He took a few more steps, going to her and turned her to him, his face serious. Lucy smiled at them, oblivious to what was going on, pulling her mother's hair lightly.

"Hi Lucy..." Gibbs's face softened slightly and he started to pick up the girl and put her in the crib to continue the discussion elsewhere, but Jenny stepped back, hugging their daughter. "Jen, if you don't explain me what is happening, I can't help you."

"You can't help me. But staying here in Paris." She said coldly, her green eyes narrowing and Gibbs sighed, starting to get annoyed.

"Jen, our life is in Washington, at the agency. You can't be Jeanne Prentess forever." He said, unable to believe what the redhead had told him. He saw her face hardening and she diverted her eyes. "What are you afraid of, Jen?" He asked, calmly and she replied in the same tone of voice from before:

"Everything is different, Jethro. This year here in Paris is like we've been continuing the relationship we had in Marseille. But when we get back to Washington, everything will change. Supposedly I'm dead, remember?"

"We were going to face everything together, remember?" Gibbs asked in a low voice, with cold eyes, staring at their daughter and then to Jenny. "Are you going to give up and throw 'us' in the air, even though we have fought so hard?"

"You're not giving me many options, Jethro. There are many horrors there." She said aloud, her face red in anger and Lucy was startled, her blue eyes filling with tears and Jenny turned to her, calming the baby. "Don't worry Lucy, mommy's here." She said trying to reassure her, as she kissed her red hair.

"And then there's Abby, Ziva, Tony, McGee and Ducky!" Gibbs said exasperated.

"Yes, I do miss them." She replied and said with acidic voice: "And then there's my dad, Svetlana and La Grenouille. I don't want to go back, we won't." Jenny said, pointing to her daughter and Gibbs felt his blood boil.

"She is also my daughter Jenny!"

"If you want to take this to the courts, I'm ready." She said, with greens and narrow eyes filled with tears.

Gibbs closed his eyes, shaking his head slightly in agreement, and when he opened them, Jenny saw that he was shattered and angry with her, while he turned and left the apartment.

And this part was for her

This part was for her

This part was for her

Does she remember?