"You have to be kidding me" Jenny called to herself as she sat in her office bathroom. She had been meaning to take the pregnancy test days ago but had completely forgotten until she had found it at the bottom of her bag. She looked again at the little stick and the sign that seemed to be taunting her.

"I'm going to kill him" she whispered as she flashed back to her last close encounter with Agent Gibbs.

*Flashback*

"Well Jen, what do you say, a drink for old time's sake" he enquired with the bottle of bourbon hanging loosely in his hand as he leant against his latest boat. She stalked forward and snatched the bottle out his hand before grabbing a mug of his worktop.

"You know Jethro, the last time I drank with you I ended up passed out on a hotel room floor" she said as she gulped back the drink pouring herself another one almost without realising. She swallowed that one down to before walking slowly over to the man who had made no effort to take the drink back.

"You really are quite beautiful Jen but you obviously can't hold your drink anymore" he said jokingly as she stumbled on her way over to him. She stopped when she had her face mere millimetres from his and their bodies were crushed together.

"Jethro, I think you talk too much and should kiss me" she whispered, he leant back a bit looking into her eyes seeing the passion there but also the slight glaze caused by the rather strong alcohol. He moved so that the only gap between them was the space between their lips and said,

"Jen don't do anything you will regret in the morning". She merely nodded before pushing him back onto the boat.

8 hours later…

She woke with a heavy head vowing silently to herself that she would never touch a drop of the evil liquid again before realising where she was. She looked around only to find herself face to face with a sleeping Gibbs. She merely stared at him for a while before shaking her head and slowly freeing herself from the tangled limbs. She got up from the hull of the boat and looked around for her clothes, finding them scattered all over the floor of his basement she quickly gathered them up and dressed herself before placing a quick kiss on the sleeping agents cheek.

"Goodbye Jethro" she said quietly not noticing the smirk that crept onto his face as she walked away.

*Present Day*

She sat up from the bathroom floor and pocketed the small stick before walking back to her office desk. She sat on her chair and turned so that she was facing out the window.

"Cynthia" she called through the open door. It was only seconds before the ever faithful assistant appeared in the door way,

"Yes Director" she asked praying that it had nothing to do with Agent Gibbs.

"I need you to make me a doctor's appointment sometime this afternoon if possible please" she said quickly before focusing on the view out the window again. Cynthia merely nodded and walked back to her desk glad that for once she didn't seem to have to worry about Gibbs storming the office again.

"5:30 should be fine thank you, the Director will see you then Dr Brennan" Cynthia said down the phone just as Gibbs stormed through the office banging the door like normal, Cynthia had now given up trying to stop him as he just ignored her. She got up and shut the door behind him so that she wouldn't have to listen to the argument that would almost definitely happen.

"Can I help Agent Gibbs?" Jenny inquired politely as she turned back from looking out the window. The silver haired man merely stood there looking at her before she cleared her throat,

"Something wrong Jethro?" she asked wondering if she had something on her face. Still he stood there looking at her as if trying to figure something out. She stood and walked round the desk perching herself on the edge and crossed her arms. Finally after what felt like hours he straightened up and said,

"Feeling ill Jen?", she was shocked that that was all he had to say. She stood and walked closer to him,

"Why do I look ill?" she enquired looking him in the eye. He took a step back and shook his head,

"Nope, just noticed that Cynthia was making a doctor's appointment for you". She shook her head and laughed. If she didn't know better she might have thought that he was worried about her, but she knew him better than he thought and she knew that he was just digging.

"It is none of your business Agent Gibbs, so why don't you just say what you came up here to say" she said still looking him in the eye. He watched her closely before opening his mouth,

"I need you to get the FBI to back off our investigation". She nodded and went to sit back down behind her desk again,

"I will see what I can do" she said simply before opening up a case file. He looked at her again before walking out the door.

Several hours later…

"Well you are indeed pregnant Mrs Shepard, about 12 weeks, do you want to know the sex" the doctor asked as he looked at the ultrasound screen. She shook her head before she realised he wasn't looking at her.

"It's Ms Shepard, and no I want to be surprised" she said quietly not looking at the screen. She had no idea how she was going to tell Jethro. She didn't regret them sleeping together, just the circumstances in which it came about. She also didn't want to bring back any bad memories for him. She had always wanted a child, but they all now knew about Gibb's first wife and daughter, and she also remembered how he had also never told her about them.

By the time the doctor had finished with the scan and told her to take it easy she was about ready to combust. As she sat in the car on the way back to the Navy Yard she tried to plan how to tell the father of her baby that she was carrying his baby. She didn't realise how tired she had been until she woke with a start and realised that the car had arrived and was parked in the garage. She sat up straight from she had slipped onto her side and looked into the front of the car. When she didn't see her driver she opened the door and stepped out. Looking around she spotted him talking to Cynthia at the elevator. She leant back into the car and grabbed her bag and phone and shut the door with a slam which caught their attention.

"Director, Agent Gibbs has been sat in your office for the last hour and has refused to leave until he can speak to you" Cynthia said all in one breath as she took her bag.

"Just please tell me he isn't sitting at my desk" Jenny said rubbing her eyes; she looked over to her assistant who refused to meet her eyes.

"I'm going to kill him" she said simply. This time however she did get a response,

"I think he might have also been going through your drawers" Cynthia explained as the elevator stopped and they both stepped out. She looked down at the bull pit and watched as Tony and McGee turned their heads round so fast she was surprised they didn't carry on turning. She wasn't surprised when Ziva just carried on staring at her. She turned back to her front and walked into her office slamming the door shut behind her.

"And what the hell do you think you are doing in my office Jethro" she shouted at the silver haired agent sitting in her chair. He looked at her and stood, keeping one of his hands in his pocket.

"Well you weren't here so I decided to wait for you" he said simply walking round the edge of the desk. He stopped in front of her and perched on the edge of her desk.

"Well I'm here now, what do you want" she asked quietly hoping that he hadn't found the pregnancy test that she had hidden at the back of her top drawer earlier.

"I was going to ask if you would kindly tell the FBI to back off like you had said you would do earlier but I think for now I will just say this, why didn't you tell me you were pregnant" he said as he pulled the stick out of his pocket. She looked at him and then at the stick and walked into her private bathroom. He was stunned because he had expected her to start screaming and ranting about her privacy but he hadn't expected her to just walk away. He also didn't expect to hear her throwing up. He followed her into the bathroom and stood just behind her.

"Jethro, just leave me alone … please" she whispered clutching at her stomach. Gibbs shook his head and knelt down beside her lifting her now shoulder length hair away from her face. He rubbed her back until she finally finished heaving. She sighed and ran a hand down her face before she turned to him.

"Why do you make it so hard to hate you" she said before letting the tears she had been holding back finally fall down her cheeks. He pulled her into his chest and held her close, just holding her till the tears subsided.

When she had finally stopped crying she looked up at him and ran hand down his cheek before she put her head against his chest.

"Jethro, I don't know what to do" she said in a quiet voice. He looked down at her and raised her chin up with one of his fingers. He wiped away a lone tear that had stopped half way down her cheek and pulled her closer to him.

"Jen, I'm here for you whatever you decide but right now you need to go home and rest" he said. She nodded and tried to stand but was too exhausted. He shook his head and pulled her up with him.

"When was the last time you had a proper meal" he asked guiding her to the couch in her office as he gathered up all her belongings. When he didn't get an answer he turned round and laughed when he realised she had fallen asleep sitting up. He wrapped her coat around her shoulders and picked her up slowly, cradling her against him. He walked slowly out the office much to the surprise of Cynthia who just sat back down at her desk and carried on working.

As he walked along the catwalk he ignored the looks from all the agents below including his team and carried on walking to the elevator. When they finally arrived at the bottom he stepped out trying to keep hold of Jenny and her bag. He spotted her car and her driver soon enough and headed towards him. When he arrived at the car he wrapped on the window with a knuckle much to the surprise of the driver who opened the door and stepped out.

"Agent Gibb's is she alright?" he asked concern obvious in his voice. Gibb's nodded and motioned for him to open the door.

"She's fine, just tired" he explained as he slid into the car and arranged her on his lap. When the door had been shut and the driver was back in his seat he carried on.

"My house, she will be staying with me tonight Dave". Dave looked at him in the rear view mirror and nodded before starting the car. Gibbs looked down at the sleeping redhead and smiled. His evening wasn't going exactly as he had planned but then change was good for everyone.