Author: MoiraShipper

Summary: AU for the fourth season. During Jenny's hunt after La Grenouille, she gets obsessed with him, going to Paris to get informations with Kort and Gibbs tries to help her. Prentess's universe.

Caribbean Blue

Chapter 1

Jenny sat in her office at the agency, looking irritated to the reports on her desk. She couldn't concentrate at work, all she could think about was La Grenouille and the thousand ways to get him. Jenny lowered the reports and leaned back in her chair, taking off her glasses and pinching the bridge of her nose, before looking at the portrait of her father.

She hadn't been sleeping well for weeks, dreaming about the night she walked in the halls of her Georgetown house, going to her father's studio. Often, she would find him dead with a gun in his hand and La Grenouille, aka Rene Benoit kneeling beside the body and smiling at Jenny, who'd stay at the door, startled. Other times, she would open the door and find only one frog, there in the middle of the elegant carpet of the studio.

Even with DiNozzo working undercover, they were far from reaching the arms dealer. Whenever she thought she would lay her hands on him, he'd slip away.

"La Grenouille, where are you?" She asked herself, frustrated.

Gibbs entered without knocking on the door, closing it behind him and going to Jenny, with a report.

"Agent Gibbs, how many times do I have to ask you not to come uninvited?" The redhead asked angrily, straightening up in her chair and crossing her legs.

"I need you to sign this for me." He said, tossing the report on the table.

He raised an eyebrow and she sighed, putting her glasses back and picking up the report. Gibbs walked around the desk, stopping right behind Jenny, almost pinning her between the chair and the desk, making a shiver run through her body and she pretended nothing happened. Jenny finished signing the paper and turned slowly in the chair, her eyes flashing.

"Agent Gibbs?"

"You're letting your hair grow." He touched the red-tawny locks that now reached her shoulders and she rolled her eyes.

"Don't fool me agent Gibbs, what do you want?"

Gibbs leaned forward, placing both hands on the chair, leaving his face just inches from Jenny's face. Jenny felt his breathing in a mix of coffee and Bourbon, but tried to look calm and held his gaze, hard.

"I want to know the details of the mission you gave to DiNozzo."

"That, Agent Gibbs, is something that is none of your business!"

Gibbs shook his head, and said ironically:

"Of course it's my business, Jenny! DiNozzo is my agent, I'm his boss and I need to know what he's been doing that he's always late when we have a case!"

"And I'm your boss, Agent Gibbs. If the problem is the delay, I'll talk to him!"

"This isn't the problem!" He exclaimed, raising his voice, his face turning slightly red with anger. He pointed his finger to her: "You're using your position as Director to get what you want, using everyone!"

Jenny grabbed his wrist tightly, bringing him closer to her, their noses touching and her eyes shining with anger, and she said with a venomous voice:

"Don't you dare criticize the way I run this agency, agent Gibbs!" And she pushed him, getting up and going to her liquor cabinet, picking up a glass and pouring herself Bourbon.

Gibbs walked toward her, his blue eyes cold and shoved her body against the liquor cabinet and kissed her. She jumped, almost dropping her glass of bourbon, dropping a little in the carpet. He kissed her hard and for a moment she returned it, kissing him fiercely, using her free hand to pull his silver hair, as he parted his lips to give entrance to her tongue and soon their tongues began to battle for dominance, both lips stained with red lipstick.

Gibbs bit light her lower lip, lowering his mouth to her neck and depositing light kisses there, making her moan and bury her head on his shoulder, while pulling his body to her, staying with her leg between his, feeling his hardness and caressing it with her knee and Gibbs closed his eyes, knowing that with only one touch from her and she would have him in her hands and he groaned.

Gibbs ran his hands through her red hair, and then up the front of her blouse, caressing her breasts through the fabric then, making her moan when he touched her soft skin over her bra, making Jenny scratch his back, both excited with the touches. and Gibbs lowered his hand to the hem of her skirt.

Jenny opened her green eyes, wide, and she jerked him away from her, recovering and feeling angry and embarrassed for what they were doing there, in her office. Gibbs wiped the corner of his mouth where he had lipstick marks and stared at her, looking disappointed behind his blue eyes because he still loved her.

"I said it once and I'll repeat Jethro." She said, calling him by his name. "There won't be anything off the job between us."

"Do you mean what you're saying, Jen?" He asked, still staring at her intensely and so disappointed that Jen felt embarrassed again but because she was disappointing the man who stood before her and that she loved. She held his gaze.

"I mean it, Jethro. It's my final word." She replied, her heart beating fast.

Gibbs went to the door, and said, bitterly:

"You changed Jenny."

And he slammed the door behind him, hard. Jenny released her breath she didn't know she was holding until that moment, trying not to think about what her life was turning and headed up to her computer and opened the email that just arrived, from Trent Kort, saying that if she wanted to find La Grenouille, he would be in Paris in the next week for a meeting.

Jenny managed to smile, taking a sip of her drink and staring at the blue Caribbean sky behind the huge window, becoming orange and red, avoiding from her mind the sadness in Gibbs's eyes for a little, to think about her father's murder.

...So the world goes round and round

With all you ever knew

They say the sky high above

Is caribbean blue...