"I will not have you speak to me like that." Screamed Jenny as she slammed the door. Seconds later it opened and her head reappeared. "And learn to knock instead of barging straight in" she added, her icy tone matched only by the look in her eyes. When her head disappeared again Leroy Jethro Gibbs turned around to see every face in the bullpen turned towards him, with most of the agents wearing exasperated looks and wondering what Gibbs could have done this time.

Ignoring them, Gibbs hurried down the stairs while addressing his team. After telling them that he was going to grab some coffee he headed to the elevators and left the building. By the time he returned, steaming cup of Jamaican blend coffee in his hand, his team was ready to leave due to the call about a dead marine at Quantico. Grabbing his coat, Gibbs led his team to the elevators and they left.

Seven hours later they returned, having shot the suspect as he turned the murder weapon, an MP5, on them. Gibbs sent the team home before writing a note to the director about the events of the day and explaining that their reports would be in tomorrow. He hurried up the stairs and didn't bother knocking as he expected Jenny to have gone home by then, but was surprised to find her asleep in her chair. Moving closer to place the note on her desk he saw that she had fallen asleep holding a photo of herself and Gibbs outside the farmhouse in Serbia where they first made love.

Deciding that she should not sleep in her chair all night Gibbs grabbed her shoulder and shook it gently. "Jen…" nothing. "Jenny…" nothing. "Director!" he exclaimed as a last ditch effort to wake her. It had the required effect as she awoke with a start. Looking up from the photo she was surprised to see the face of the man she had been dreaming about only inches from hers.

"Jethro." Moaned the still sleepy Jenny. Then remembering their fight earlier and noticing the photograph in her hands which she was sure Gibbs had seen she sat up straight. "Special Agent Gibbs. Is there a reason why you are in my office at a quarter to midnight?" At her tone Gibbs winced, she evidently wasn't over their fight earlier.

"I just came to leave a note for you for tomorrow morning explaining that we had to kill the murderer and that you would have our reports tomorrow, director." When he said the last bit Jen did a double take, after all when did he ever call her director? As he turned to leave he looked back at her. "That's a really good photo of you Jen."

Jen stared at the door for a couple of seconds before picking up her coat and bag and hurrying after Gibbs. She caught up with him at the elevator but he just stared at the doors. Once inside however, Jenny pressed the emergency stop button and stood directly in front of Gibbs. "Sorry about earlier Jethro. I know you were only looking out for me but I was a bit embarrassed at being caught looking at that photo. To cover it up I used the fight earlier as an excuse."

"That's OK Jen; I sometimes look at that photo as well. We had a… um… good time in that farmhouse didn't we?" Gibbs averted his gaze as he said this last part, if he looked at Jenny she would be able to see the truth in his eyes; that he wanted to go back to the way that they were back then.

Jen laughed. "So are we back to being friends Jethro?"

"Yeah sure Jen. Lets get going." Gibbs reached across Jen for the switch but as he raised his hand it accidentally rubbed against Jenny's chest. He didn't notice but that single incident sent Jenny's heartbeat into double figures and caused a blush to creep up from her neck to her ears.

"Jethro, why are we not moving?" Jen asked as Gibbs hit the switch for the third time.

"I don't know Jen, I've tried the switch but it will not work." Gibbs then drew his cell phone and called security to ask what was going on and found that the power was out in the entire navy yard and the emergency generators did not provide enough power for the elevators. "We're stuck in here until the power comes back Jen" She groaned and Gibbs thought it better to tell the whole story. "Due to the blizzard outside that could take up to fifteen hours…"

"What!" screamed Jenny.

"…so we had probably better get comfortable." Gibbs finished.