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Two Weeks Later:

The morning came unbearably early to me, and I twisted and turned in my bed; the sun just wouldn't go away. Jessi, like she usually does runs into my room and shakes me to wake me up fully. I told her to go down stairs like I always do, and she does.

Once I woke up the rest of the way and went down stairs. Jessi sat on the couch with her elbows rested on her knees looking somewhat depressed. I gave her a confused look and simply pointed to something on the side table next to the couch. I picked it up and read it:

Dear Jones family,

We have your father because we need his assistance in something . No need to have such a worry; he is perfectly safe. Your father will come back in near the condition he was taken, maybe even better. One rule though; always keep you phone handy because you never know when we will call since you are out for the summer and also because this will be a long process we predict. Don't worry I am 'Semper Fi'.

It wasn't signed but the phrase 'Semper Fi' sounded familiar to me. I got Jessi some breakfast and called my Aunt Jen.

"Shepard."

"Aunt Jen, it's me Sophia ," I tried to keep the panic out of my voice, but it was no use.

"Sophia what's wrong? Tell me!!!"

"My… my… dad he's… he's… been kidnapped!!!. They left a note but it wasn't signed," then it clicked. Semper Fi I've heard Gibbs say it before. It's a marine term. Whoever ever kidnapped my dad has something to do with the marines!!!

"Aunt Jen, I just realized something!!!"

"What is it?"

"Well the term Semper Fi was in the note and I figured out that whoever kidnapped my dad has something to do with the marines."

"Okay here's what we're going to do. I am going to book you and Jessi on a flight to D.C. and you are going to stay with me. Pack a lot we don't know how long this is going to take."

"Okay thanks Aunt Jen. I'll tell Jessi to start packing. Love you. Bye."

"Bye," we hung up and I hold Jessi to start packing. I helped her pack her clothes and she packed all of her stuffed animals.

Once I was packed as we waited till Aunt Jen called me back to tell us when our flight left. We waited fifteen minutes and my cell phone rang.

"Hello?" I sounded kind of panicked.

"Sophia. Hey it's me Aunt Jen your flight leaves in an hour."

"Thanks Aunt Jen. Bye," I snapped my phone shut and did some math. The air-port was a 45 minute drive from out house and so I thought we ought to get going.

The plane ride to D.C. was comfortably silent. Once we stepped off the plane Jessi and I got our bags and I saw Aunt Jen for us. We walked over to her and I gave her a hug. She bent down to meet Jessi's eyes and said something to her.

"Hey Jessi remember me?"

"Yeah I do. I like your hair."

"Thank you. Okay well you can call me Jenny, you're ten right?"

"Yeah I am, Jenny," Jessi scrunched up her nose a little and giggled. Aunt Jen stood back up and told us to come with her to her car.

We all sat in a comfortable silence all the way to her house. Jessi and I unpacked our things in our guestrooms and I went to bed as soon as it hit 8:30pm.

Jessi tossed and turned in her bed and couldn't get the thoughts of her foster father being kidnapped out of her mind. She whimpered and screamed softly.

Jen heard the noises and got up. She checked on Sophia first since her room was closest. Sophia was okay so it must be Jessi. Jen opened the door to the room Jessi was staying in and saw the little girl tossing and turning in her bed. Immediately Jen rushed to Jessi and attempted to lay down next to her. Her attempts succeeded and the little girl curled into Jen. She stroked Jessi hair but, Jessi whimpered every so often and wouldn't fully settle.

Suddenly Jessi began to toss and turn in Jen's arms and Jen began to panic. She ended up calling Gibbs, "Hello?" he said with sleep in his voice.

"Jethro," she replied her voice a little pained.

"Jen what's wrong?"

"Jethro it's Sophia's little foster sister Jessi. Long-story short; she and Jessi are staying with me and Jessi won't calm down; she was tossing and turning in her sleep and whimpering. I have no idea what to do. I tried to calm her but it was no use. Come over please and do something. You probably have more experience in this area than I do."

"Don't worry I be there as soon as I can," he replied. He could her breathing through the phone because of her panic.

"Thank you Jethro," her voice and breathing returned to normal and she sighed in relief.

Gibbs drove as fast as he could to Jen's house. Once there he walked up to the door and knocked. Within seconds the door silently swung open revealing a very disheveled and panic Jen; she jerked him inside and enveloped him in a hug.

"Thanks again for doing this, Jethro," she released him from the hug. He replied.

"No problem Jen. Is Sophia still asleep?"

"Out like a light. That girl is a heavy sleeper."

"Where's Jessi?"

"Upstairs. Still tossing and turning, I am really worried about her Jethro."

"It's okay to be worried Jen. Come on," they walked up the stairs to Jessi's room and opened the door. There she was tossing, turning, and whimpering. Her red hair was flying every which way as she constantly changed her position.

"She looks like you that time that you had a nightmare."

"Shut up; just do something to… to make her stop," Jen replied. Gibbs walked over to the restless red-head, took off his shoes and jacket and laid down next to Jessi.

She curled into his body and curled into a little ball. Jen heard faint words of comfort being whispered into the ten-year-olds ear.

About five minutes later Jessi had settled and relaxed. Gibbs extracted himself and walked over to Jen. She spoke first:

"You're a life-saver Jethro. Oh boy," she pointed to Jessi who was apparently seeking the warmth of the body she was just lying next to moments before.

"She's really has taken to you, huh? Now I get why you're always after red-heads. You have a certain affect on them," she smiled but it faded as she rethought her thoughts.

"Ha, ha, ha," he whispered back. Gibbs went back over to the side of Jessi's bed and grabbed his jacket and shoes.

"Jethro, stay," Jen whispered as he was about to walk out Jessi's bedroom door. He felt his heart skip a beat as he heard those words.

He turned, "What, huh?"

"Ugh, stay, in case she wakes up and starts tossing and turning again."

"She'll be fine, Jen."

"Please," he didn't need light, he knew that there was want and worryness in her eyes.

"Alright," he replied. He felt that he would be too upset with himself if he just left her there worried and hurt.

"I can go and lay next to Jessi and there is a guest room across the hall. I never actually thought of how many rooms there are in this place. Whatever."

"Okay night Jen."

"Jethro wait. Jessi might have taken to your scent and might not relax fully so just get on the other side of her. The bed's big enough."

"No thanks," he replied. Jen felt she had to push on.

"Please?"

"Jen, you didn't let me finish my sentence. No thanks but I just sleep next to you and Jessi."

She put a hand on her hip and answered dryly, "So I'd be in the middle?"

"Yeah it's Saturday tomorrow, we don't have to work, so we'll just sleep in."

"I guess. Whatever. Fine," she onto the bed next to Jessi and Gibbs followed suit. Jessi relaxed as she felt warmth of a body next to her. Once Gibbs had enough room so that he would fall of the bed he draped an arm over Jen and Jessi.

Jen wasn't uncomfortable about this position but, it was both old and new to her and off in a good. She liked the feeling of waking up in Gibbs' arms for the first time in a long time. She absentmindedly began to stroke Jessi's hair and fell asleep.

Author's Note: So there it is the first chapter of my awesome new sequel to Unexpected Visitor!!!!! PLEASE PLEASE review. I love hearing your thoughts good or bad. It's insightful to me!!! Chapter 2 will be up soon!!!