Based on the line 'I dance around this empty house. Tear us down, throw you out'Written from Jenny's POV

I sit alone in my study, my music on and the fire flickering in the background. Although the house sounds happy, and lived in, to me it seems depressing and empty.

It reminds me of everything I have lost.

My father, my mother, and even Jethro.

I cannot help but wonder what it would be like if I hadn't left Jethro in Paris, because to be true I did love him, I always loved him, and I always will. Maybe I would've had a child by now, or maybe more than one? Maybe I would be Mrs Jenifer Gibbs? Maybe I would have a diamond upon my ring finger?

But I will never know, because I lost that chance, and we started a dance, neither one of us wanting to give in, his jibes tear me down, and I throw him out but I still love him.

I watch the fire flicker, and I turn the music off, it doesn't seem right to have music on, I don't feel in the mood.

I hear a clink of glasses beside me and I know its him, the man that's on my mind, truth be told, he's always on my mind, because I love him.

He sits beside me, and presses a glass into my palm, I smile and take it, "What are you doing here Jethro?"

He sips at his drink as I sip at mine, and he finally answers my question, "Wanted to see if you were okay"

I smile and nod, as I take another sip, "I didn't think you cared"

He smirks "I've always cared"

I nod slightly, and try desperately not to cry, as he keeps talking, "So, are you okay?"

I nod, and I fake a smile, and answer his question, "Of course I am", I say, but I don't even believe myself, and I know by the look in his eye that he doesn't believe me either.

He shakes his head, "Tell me the truth, Jen"

I lose my temper now. What right does he have, to ask me this? "What do you want to hear Jethro?"

He shrugs, his temper seems to rise too, "The truth would be good Jen", he says in that smug way he always does when he knows he's right

I stand up, leaning slightly over him, "What do you want me to say? That I made the biggest mistake of my life and now I'm alone in an empty house, or that I left the only man I ever loved for a career that I have come to despise? I guess not! So just leave Jethro" I say and sigh, "It's not like you're ever going to love me again is it? So please just leave" I beg him desperately, "It's too hard for me" I say as I move to the fire, with tears now streaming down my face.

He comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist, leaning his head upon my shoulder, and he whispers in my ear, "I do love you Jen, If you want to try again, we can, just say the word"

I turn and wrap my arms around him, leaning into him, "I do, I do want to try again"

He leans down and goes to press a kiss to my lips, and then I wake up.

I'm alone in my study, the fire has burnt out and the music is still off, and I am alone in an empty house, whilst he is in Mexico.

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