Hey. This story is completely unconnected to all my other NCIS stories. This chapter takes place at the end of series four but after that it's series five. The background is after Gibbs came back from Mexico, Jenny and him went out for a couple of months but no one knows. They split up and now he's with Hollis. Oh and Jenny's hair is like it is in series three because I like it so much more that way. :) Anyway enjoy!
Christina x
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Jenny left MTAC and walked back along the catwalk to her office. She glanced down at the squad room below and saw Gibbs talking to Lt Col Hollis Mann. Her gut clenched. Why were so many of their cases linked to the army CID lately? And why did they always have to send
her? It was obvious she was in a relationship with Jethro. So technically he was breaking one of his precious rules.
She realised that sounded harsh and just a little bitter as she sat down at her desk. But a few months ago, that had been her. She'd been the one spending time with Jethro in his basement. Then they'd broken it off and he'd started seeing Hollis. Time to move on she told herself. Easier said than done, especially since all the consequences of their relationship hadn't been obvious initially.
She knew she'd have to tell everyone she was pregnant sooner or later, the physical evidence would give it away eventually. But admitting it was his... Jenny wasn't sure she was ready to do that, not yet.
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A few days later Jenny was leaning over the sink in her office toilet throwing up due to morning sickness, although in her opinion, morning was serious error. Morning, noon and night sickness more like.
"Jen?" Gibbs called, after walking into her office and finding it empty. Cynthia hadn't said anything about her not being there.
"Just a minute," she managed to call before throwing up again. Gibbs frowned at the toilet door, which wasn't fully shut. He was pretty sure that was Jenny he could see, and if he was right then he was pretty sure she was throwing up. He walked over and pushed the door open. His suspicions were confirmed.
"Jethro!" she snapped after wiping her mouth with a tissue. "Get out of here!" To her dismay, she felt the remaining contents of her stomach moving up her throat. Then she was throwing up again. Gibbs ignored her and pulled back her hair, which she, grudgingly, admitted had been getting in the way.
When she was sure she had finally finished throwing up, she rinsed her mouth hen returned to her office.
"Did you want something Agent Gibbs?" she asked, sitting at her desk and slipping on her glasses. He was looking at her, concerned. It wasn't like Jenny to be throwing up at work.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Nothing. Food poisoning probably," she lied. "Did you want something?"
"It can wait," he decided. "Not important."
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Jenny couldn't help but smile as she ran her finger over the outline of her baby. It was still tiny and barely visable, although she had started putting on weight.
The door swung open and Gibbs walked in. He noticed Jenny put whatever she was looking at face down and slid it under a pile of files, not into one but under them. He pretended he hadn't seen anything.
"Aren't you ever going to learn how to knock?" she asked.
"Probably not," he smiled, noticing she seemed better today.
"How's your case?"
"Suspect's in custody, waiting for the result of a DNA match."
"So you decided to come up and annoy me?" she teased.
"Well yeah Jen," he replied. "I mean what else would I have to do?" Jenny laughed.
"Besides build your hundreth boat?" she teased.
"Fifth boat," he corrected. She laughed again. Gibbs was relieved to see her laugh. When she'd been ill and cranky the last day he'd been worried. Maybe it was just food poisoning.
When they were as they were now, Jenny didn't feel worried about telling him he was going to be a dad. And they did say there was no time like the present, right? Grab the bull by the horns, or as Ziva had once said in Egypt, grab the goat by the horns.
"Jethro sit down," she said. "I want to talk to you about something." Gibbs sat. She didn't seem pissed, and he hadn' fought with Fornell lately, or the CIA or any other agency that might've crossed their path.
"What is it Jen?"
"It wasn't food poisoning that I had last week," she said.
"Okay..."
"It was morning sickness."
"You're...?"
"I'm pregnant, yes," she said, taking out her scan and sliding it across the table. He picked it up.
"Congratulations," he said, trying not to feel... Feel what? They weren't together, he was with Hollis. It looked like he'd moved on, so why shouldn't Jenny?
"That wasn't everything," she said. Her eyes met his. "It's yours."
Then again... Maybe she hadn't moved on. Then he realised Jenny was speaking again.
"I don't want anything from you Jethro. I just wanted you to know."
"Right," he said, still trying to get his head around it. Jenny knew it was a lot to throw on him at once but there was no other way to tell him. He stood up, leaving the scan on her desk, and walked towards the door. Before he left he stopped and turned towards her again. "I need some time to think about this Jen."
"I know," she said. "But I told you, I don't want anything from you. I just wanted to tell you. I couldn't lie to you."
Not again she added silently once he left.
