Hey Guys! Here I am with a Jibbs shipper!

What if Jenny was kidnapped? Who would save her?

I know I know, shes meant to be dead (the reason I hate the writers) But this is set beforehand.

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Glad you liked my last fic - ''Drunken Phonecall''

Depending on the amount of reviews depends how many chapters I add !

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-SAVE ME?-

The team were in a middle of a very hard case. The suspect had kidnapped, tortured, raped, and consequently murdered fifteen women of high authority within the navy. The team had been working practically non-stop for two weeks.

The team had very short tempers, Ziva had threatened to kill Tony countless times, Tony had grown bored and consequently taken to winding up McGee, and McGee well he started to snap back.

"Go Home!" Gibbs ordered, as a rush of agreement came from his team, and they packed their things together and left rapidly.

He made his way up to the directors office once they had left, and as per usual barged in, but to his dismay found her curled up on her sofa asleep, he found himself watching her, thinking back to Paris, he may not admit it to her, or anyone else, but deep within he missed her, he missed them, he missed Paris.

*FLASHBACK*

He awoke with a gorgeous redhead laying across him, with her legs entangled with his, he wrapped his arms around her more firmly, as he felt her breathing change, signalling that she had awoken.

She leant up smiling, and pressed a soft kiss to his lips, still glowing from the love making of the previous night.

"I love you Jethro"

He smiled, and threaded his hand through her long red locks, and gently kissed her.

"I Love you too Jen"

She smiled, as he flipped them back over..........

*END OF FLASHBACK*

"Jethro! Jethro!" He was now aware that she had moved, and now stood infront of him, looking very amused, and waving her hadns about trying to get his attention, "You Ok Jethro? What were you daydreaming about?"

He smirked, "Paris"

She rolled her eyes at his boyish manner, "Get your mind out of the bedroom Jethro"

He shook his head, causing her to rsaise an eyebrow at him, "I dont think I can Jen"

"What do you mean?"

"My mind never comes out of the bedroom Jen, you should know that"

She shook her head and moved back to her desk, finishing off her paperwork.

"Go home Jen"

"Last time I checked Jethro, I was the director, how bout you go home"

"I will if you will"

"Deal, but after this"

"Nope, now!"

She rolled her eyes, and for some reason obeyed him. He has sent her home thinking she would be safe, and that she would get some much needed rest.

Problem was her home wasnt as safe as Jethro had thought.

As Jen entered the front door, she didnt have a moment to react before she felt a cloth press harshly against her soft lips.

She gagged and tried to fight against it before collapsing in a heap, to be caught by the suspect, who had drugged her with chloroform......