A/N: I'm so sorry for not getting this out to you sooner, I told most of you that I would have it out by Monday forgetting that I was going to be in the city for that day, I got a shot yesterday that just made me feel absolutely terrible and that feeling hasn't gone away just yet, but I'm hoping to get this chapter finished and out to you all. Thank you all for the reviews, I can't believe there were so many, it made my week and made me want to get this next chapter done that much faster, so thanks, and here it is, please Review!

Keep Moving Forward: Chapter 2

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Jenny, hoping with everything that it was Jethro and he had just wanted to surprise her ran down stairs to answer the door.

She had a huge smile on her face believing it had to be him. She swung the door opened completely before looking at who it was, but as soon as she saw the uniform, the clipboard, and his face expression, her face went deathly pale and she tripped backwards covering her mouth as she started to sob, knowing exactly what this man was going to say.

Her husband was dead.

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"Jennifer?" Ducky called as he opened Jenny's door when she herself didn't answer when he knocked.

He was still on the phone when Jenny had run down stairs when someone knocked on her door. He had heard her wailing something about not believing the person that was at the door, about not wanting to believe them. When he heard her start to sob, he hung up his phone and raced over to her house as quickly as he could.

Things just continued to look bad from there, there was no answer at the door, the lights were turned off, and there was no answer when he called out for her.

He quickly searched the kitchen and dinning room and was about to go to the living room when he heard something from her study.

Cautiously he walked over to the partially ajar door and listened for a moment.

His heart broke as he heard her sobbing, but it was so much more than just someone crying over something small, it sounded like someone who lost everything and didn't know what to do.

He gently pushed the door open, not wanting to startle Jenny by the sudden movement.

Steeping in the room, his eyes took in the appearance in front of him. There was Jenny on the couch by the fire place clutching her legs to her chest, head ground into the back of the couch crying her eyes out.

"Jennifer…?" Ducky asked hesitantly. She turned her head to him, her eyes swollen and her cheeks red and wet stared at him before getting off the couch and throwing herself at the man clutching him as if her life depended on it. Ducky just held her tightly wanting to cry himself at seeing someone who he considered to be like his daughter look so…broken and helpless.

"He's gone Ducky!" Jenny said into his chest through a deep sob.

"Jennifer…?" Ducky asked, fear gripping him, there was only two people who Ducky knew Jenny would react like this over, and seeing as one was her daughter, and not a 'he' then the only possibility was Jethro…but what exactly did she mean by 'gone'…?

"He's…oh god Ducky! Jethro's not coming home!" Jenny said while her knees gave out from under her. Ducky supported her and led her back over to the couch she was recently seated at holding her to him, rubbing her back till her sobs lessened.

"Jennifer my dear…what…what happened to Jethro…?" Ducky asked fearing what he was going to hear, and the reaction the question was going to have on Jenny.

"Desk…" was all she said, so Ducky gently released Jenny, who immiditly clutched her knees again, to go over to the desk. There was a manila folder on it which hadn't yet been opened, but the seal was halfway broken.

He looked over to her once again before picking the folder up and going back over to the couch to sit behind her. Breaking the seal completely Ducky opened the folder and was met with the answer to his question.

In bold letters was Jethro's name, and next to it was the three letters no family wanted to see, KIA…

He, needing to know what happened, turned the sheet over to the next one. He read that the two prisoners escaped once again two weeks ago, having help form the outside this time. There was an explosion on the outer walls of the prison, and Leroy Jethro Gibbs ran tot the two prisoners, not wanting them to escape in the flurry of action.

He was met with a group of five men, two of which were killed, presumably by him, before, they believed, he was knocked unconscious by one of them. The two prisoners, plus the three men that had survived escaped, and took Jethro with them as a hostage to escape.

They made it to the back of the prison, when two marines saw them, they quickly aimed a gun at Gibbs' limp form, while three at the marines, one of which was killed on sight to show the other they were not messing around.

The marine reported back to the CO of the mission what had happened Gibbs and hs partner, saying that if they tried to go after them again, Gibbs would die immiditly.

They couldn't let five huge threats walk away however, and followed them a week later.

They kept to the shadows, but the believed the ex-prisoners caught on. They were camped out in front of their hideout, when the building blew up and was little was left intact, which was very little, was engulfed in flames.

They put out the fire as quickly as they could, which was very slow, and stormed the building, hoping to not find Jethro's body, or anything that would suggest he was in the building when it blew.

They however came across nothing but a few teeth right by where the bomb went off. They brought the teeth to their scientist to find see if they could find anything that would help to identify who exactly was in the building when it exploded.

The scientist brought the results back to the CO and delivered the news that the teeth belonged to Leroy Jethro Gibbs, and without a doubt he was by the bomb when it exploded, which was why there was no body.

The fugitives were no where to be found, and have yet to be.

"Oh my…I'm so…I…Jennifer, come here!" Ducky said finally settiling on what to say. He hugged her tightly trying to comfort both himself and her, she swiveled around and hugged him again.

"He broke his promise! He promised me he would come back! He promised!" Jenny shouted as her fist hit him in anger and disbelief. "He promised he would return to us…" She said defeated. "What am I going to do Ducky? I miss him so much!" Jenny said as she hugged him again.

"You just have to keep moving forward, for Gracie, for yourself, for Jethro, he would never want to see you like this, he would want to see you move on, and to be happy, tell Gracie about him and how much he loved her and wished he was still with her. You have to be strong for her Jennifer, as hard as it will be, knoow that I am here for you, and everyone else at NCIS, Jethro is here to, don't you doubt it for one second, he will always look out for you as he always, and he will never let anything happen to Grace, you stay strong and tell her how good her father was, that's what you do, and you do not, do not close yourself off from those who love you, you hear me!" Ducky said pulling her back to look in to her eyes to make sure she heard what he was saying.

"Mmhhmm…" Jenny mumbled shaking her head slowly knowing Ducky was right, but not being able to stop the tears from flowing over the thought of never getting to see her husband again.

Tomorrow she'll take the day off and talk to Gracie about her father. She'll take the rest of the week off to spend with her, knowing the news was going to be hard on both of them.

Ducky told her he would tell the team tomorrow at work, so she didn't have to go through explaining everything again, but he couldn't promise he could keep the team from calling, but he would try.

He cooked dinner for Jeny and Grace before he put Gracie to bed and read a bedtime story with her. He hugged Jenny telling her he would be over tomorrow evening before kissing her forhead and telling her to go to bed and rest.

Jenny was laying in bed trying to hold off the tears that were still threatening her when she closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. 'Keep moving forward, one day at a time Jennifer.' She thought before exhaustion took over