Author's note: I just want to thank you for all your reviews so far, they made me smile, so much in fact it made me want to update, so here you go :) Hopefully this will get you to keep up the reviews. I wasn't originally going to end this chapter here but I got bored typing lol.

Jenny's brain woke up a few seconds before her body, giving her time to register the fact that the pain had stopped, in fact she felt really comfortable as well as warm and safe. She didn't focus on it too much and instead keeping her eyes shut she wriggled into the warmth that was radiating from behind her. The back of her head came into contact with something warm and solid and a comforting weight rested across her side, she briefly wondered where she was, but she was so comfortable she couldn't bring herself to make any effort to find out.

Suddenly a loud wailing broke through the uncharacterized peacefulness in Jenny's mind, causing her to jump slightly, her eyes flying open. It was then she noticed she was in an unfamiliar room, facing a window, the curtains were closed but early morning sunlight filtered through the small gaps. Jenny frowned, where the hell was she! She remembered being in the alleyway and arguing with Jethro over the phone, but then someone had mugged her, she'd been left bleeding on the cold hard ground, convinced that this was the end. The loud screeching continued and she glanced down at herself, the comforting weight from earlier was someone's arm! Now she was seriously confused, what was going on here!

She froze as she felt whoever it was behind her let out a deep breath and pulled her in closer, placing a kiss to the back of her head, muttering, 'Jenny it's your turn'

Her heart skipped a beat at that familiar voice, it couldn't be him! That didn't even make any sense, trying to prove herself right she slowly turned round, which was difficult with the arm that was draped across her. Her heart stalled as she took in the man lying next to her, his eyes were tightly shut but he was very definitely frowning, his forehead creased in concentration. She felt as though her heart was pounding in her chest, why was she in an unfamiliar room with Leroy Jethro Gibbs and what was making that infernal racket!'

His eyes opened, the familiar piercing blue glared at her, 'You can lie there all you want Jen but it's your turn, now go get our son before……', He didn't get the chance to finish that sentence as a blur of red and blue came rushing into the room and flew onto the bed.

It turned out that blur was a little red head girl in blue pajamas, with a very familiar set of blue eyes, she bounced up and down on the bed, 'Mummy, Daddy get up, Andrews crying again'

Jenny just gawped at the small girl she was now shaking at Jethro, who had stuck his head face down in the pillow. The girl was obviously used to this because she giggled and leaning back threw herself onto his back, Jethro caught her and whirled around onto his back, tickling the small girls stomach while she laughed hysterically screeching, 'Daddy stop it tickles'

Sitting up Gibbs leaned over the girl keeping up his torture, while laughing, 'What have we told you about jumping on the bed and waking your mother and I up?'

Crying tears of laughter she cried out, 'I'm not to do it unless the house is on fire'

Jenny watched in shock, that child had just said mum and Jethro had said son, the crying in the bakground continued, No No No! This had to be some sort of strange dream. Jethro looked up at her, 'Jen you better go get Andrew'

In reply she let out a strangled cry and jumped out the bed, briefly noticing she was wearing nothing but an oversized NCIS t-shirt, running to the door she grabbed the robe that was hanging on the back of the door and bolted, hearing Jethro yell behind her, 'Jen! Where are you going? Jenny!'

She flew down the stairs, stumbling slightly as she went and pulling the robe on. Jenny ran out of the front door and closed it behind her, leaning against the wooden door. Breathing deeply she stared out onto the deserted street, this wasn't right, this wasn't her life,, she ran her left hand over her face, pausing slightly when she saw the glimmer of silver on her finger. Pulling her hand away she stared at the rings, one was a platinum band with a diamond sparkling from it, the other was just a plain platinum band. She blinked slowly, wondering why she had an engagement and wedding ring on? Why had she woken up next to Gibbs? And since when did she have kids?

It was then she noticed the paper on the front step, she picked it up and glanced at the date 18th October 2005, that didn't make any sense! Her attack was the 17th October 2005, and that couldn't be right, how could things have changed so drastically in less than 12 hours!

'Confused?', The familiar voice broke through Jenny's jumbled thoughts and she looked up, having to squint slightly in the early morning sun, she moved closer, surprised to see the woman from the 24/7 standing smiling at her.

'What are you doing here?' Jenny stared at her in confusion, 'In fact more to the point, what am I doing here?'

The woman's smile faded slightly, 'Do you remember what happened?'

Jenny nodded, 'Yes I was walking home and I was attacked and…….' she looked up, her eyes filled with fear, as she stammered, 'Am I.….Am I dead?'

'Not yet, earlier on you were thinking about the choices you made and whether or not you made the right decisions. You made one particularly big choice 6 years ago and this is your chance to see how different your life would have been'

'But…..Am I dead, or in a coma…..or what?'

The woman shook her head, 'At the moment none of that matters, you are here for the foreseeable future, so you may as well accept it'

Jenny closed her eyes, shaking her head before looking at the woman again, 'So who are you?'

'Right now I can't tell you that', the woman began to fade away, 'Just make the most of this chance'

Standing in shock Jenny stared at the now empty space where the woman had been standing only seconds previously. She heard the front door click open behind her and turned to face a confused and irate Jethro, he stood in a t-shirt and boxers glaring at her for a second before asking, 'What the hell was that Jen?'

Thinking on her feet Jenny decided the best way to deal with this was to go along with it, she was obviously hallucinating and soon everything would go back to normal, she just had to pretend this was real for a bit. She gave him an awkward smile, 'I'm sorry Jethro…..I just didn't feel well and I needed air'

His brow furrowed in concern and he pulled her into his arms, 'You feeling ok now?'

'Uh huh', She nodded against his chest, her hands sliding up and around his shoulders of their own accord, 'I'm feeling a lot better'

'Good', he smiled down at her and placed a small kiss to her forehead, 'I changed Andrew's nappy by the way so you owe me,' he brushed his lips against hers and Jenny tried to ignore the shot of lust that flared through her as Jethro whispered against her lips, 'You owe me big'. He pulled away, 'Now I have to get ready for work, will you be ok to get the kids ready and take them to nursery, they're up early this morning anyway so you should have plenty of time'

'Um yeah sure', Jenny smiled at him.

'Great', he gave her another kiss, 'I'll just jump in the shower and get going'

'Right', as he turned to go something occurred to Jenny, 'Have I got to go to work today?'

He turned and gave her an amused look, 'Well I don't think your boss would be too happy if you just decided not to turn up'

'Do we not go in together?'

Gibbs frowned at her slightly, 'We don't work anywhere near each other. Jenny are you sure you're feeling ok?

'I'm fine, honestly….I'm just tired, that's all'

He gave her one last look before heading inside, Jenny waited a few seconds before following, she saw him head into the bathroom and heard the hiss of the shower being turned on.

Sighing Jenny walked along the hallway, peering into each room in turn, from her vague recollection of this morning her and Jethro's room was at the end of the hallway, the first room she looked into was obviously a guest room. She peered into the room across from it, this was obviously her daughters, she still couldn't believe she had a daughter, the room was painted in a sunny yellow, with cuddly toys spilling out of shelves and drawings and paintings covering the walls.

Smiling to herself Jenny headed into the last upstairs room, it was a nursery, again it was filled with toys and a changing table, the wooden crib was in the corner and a small brown haired boy with her green eyes was standing up, grasping onto the sides. On seeing her, he smiled and began babbling happily and tried to hold his arms out, causing him to lose his balance, landing on his bum he just giggled and yelled out 'ma ma'. Jenny felt her heart swell with love, but she was so unsure of what to do, she slowly edged towards the crib and picked him up, he snuggled into her, a small hand wrapping around one of her curls, his chubby cheek resting on her shoulder.

A small voice broke the peaceful silence, 'You're not my mum'

Jenny whirled round to see the little girl from earlier sitting on a rocking chair in the corner, hugging a teddy bear close to her. Now she had a chance to actually look at her she could see that the girl looked exactly like she had at that age, well except from the blue eyes she had obviously got from her father. Not sure how to proceed Jenny tried to laugh it off, 'Of course I am'

'No, I know my mummy and you're not her', the little girl looked at her, her head tilted to one side, giving her a classic Gibbs stare, 'You look like her though, are you an alien?'

'Um……yeah that's it'

'Is my mummy ok?', the little girls eyes filled with tears, 'Is she coming back?'

Jenny nodded and with Andrew still in her arms she knelt down in front of the little girl, 'Your mums fine and I promise you she'll come back, I don't know when exactly but she will come home'

'Ok', the little girl nodded, 'You won't hurt me or my family?'

'Of course not'

The girl smiled at her and gave her a small kiss on the cheek, 'Welcome to earth'

Stifling a small laugh Jenny kissed the top of her head, 'Thank you'

'You don't know my name, do you?'

'No I don't….sorry'

She looked thoughtful, 'You don't know much about us, do you want me to tell you'

Jenny smiled, 'That would be very helpful'

'Well I'm Isabel Sophie Gibbs, but everyone calls me Izzy and I'm five years and 3 months old. I was born on the 27th July 2000', at that Jenny frowned slightly, if that was right it would mean Izzy was conceived in October 1999, which was when she left Jethro in Paris. So this was obviously showing her what her life would have been like if she hadn't left. Jenny realised Izzy was still talking and she was now pointing at her brother, 'This is Andrew Thomas Gibbs and he was born on the 16th of January 2005, so that makes him', she screwed up her face in concentration, Jenny just watched her, still smiling, 'Nine months old'. Izzy grinned triumphantly at her, 'My daddy…'

Jenny held her hand up, 'Don't worry I know all about your dad. What I would like to know is where I work'

Izzy smiled at her, 'You work at NSA, I don't know what you do there but daddy says you keep an eye on the bad guys'

'Ok' Jenny let out the breath she didn't know she was holding in, she could deal with that, she didn't understand why she had left NCIS but she didn't supposed that mattered as much, at least she knew where she was going today and wouldn't be left wandering around. She smiled at Izzy, 'So how about we get you and Andrew ready for the day?'

Izzy pointed towards the dresser, 'Andrew's clothes are in there, I can get dressed by myself, but you'll need to do my hair', she gave Jenny a doubtful look, 'Can you do ponytails?'

Jenny tried not to laugh at the serious expression on Izzy's face, 'Yes I can, don't worry', she watched as the little girl smiled and headed out of the room before turning her attention to the little boy in her arms, 'Looks like we need to find you some clothes', She pulled open the drawer and grabbed the first matching outfit she could find. Lying the boy on the changing table she tried to get him dressed while also trying to stop him from rolling off the table. It was surprisingly difficult, Andrew seemed determined to examine his feet, which was not conductive to pull his trousers up. Eventually after ten long minutes he was ready, she held him up and bringing him to her face kissed his cheek saying, 'Well that wasn't too bad'

Izzy's voice piped up from the corner, the little girl was now immaculately dressed in jeans, a t-shirt and cardigan, 'My mum can do that in two minutes, that took you ages!'

Jenny felt slightly indignant, 'Well I've never done it before'

Izzy's reply died off as she saw her dad approach, she ran into his arms and he twirled her into the air carrying her into the room. Jenny smiled, Jethro had always been good with kids and she had always thought he would be an amazing dad, it looked like she was right. He smiled at her as he walked over placing Izzy on the floor he took Andrew into his arms and gave him a kiss before pulling a slightly surprised Jenny into his arms and kissing her deeply. As he pulled back Jenny knew she was sporting a very attractive goldfish look, he grinned at her, 'Just came to check how you were getting on and to let you know I'm away to work', he handed Andrew back to her and ruffled Izzy's hair, 'See you later, be a good girl for your mum', and with that he left, leaving Jenny's head still buzzing with how it had felt to have him kiss her again.

It was only when the front door slammed that she finally came back to her senses, she looked up to see Izzy giving her a look filled with curiosity. Jenny cleared her throat, 'So what now?'

'Well mum usually goes for a shower and gets ready before us, but if we get up early she'll go about now'

'Fine' Jenny nodded and then looked at the babbling boy in her arms, 'What do I do with…..'

'You put him in his cot'

'Of course', Jenny felt completely out of her depth as she put the Andrew back in his cot, feeling guilty when his face crumpled.

Izzy jumped up and leaned over the cot, waving a set of jingly toy keys at him, 'I'll watch him', Jenny wasn't sure what too say, mind you she supposed any daughter of her and Gibbs would be precocious.

She grabbed a towel and headed for the shower, turning it on she yanked her makeshift nightdress over her head and stepped under the almost scalding water, trying to think how she was going to deal with two kids, a husband and a new career. Grabbing the shower gel she began to wash quickly, her hands stalling as she encountered the raised scar on abdomen, just an inch or so below the bottom of her ribcage, it extended horizontally from her left side to just over halfway across her. Her fingers traced over it, she had obviously had it a while, it was faded and had flattened with time. She then noticed the small scar above it, directly below her ribs and the two small scars on either side of her ribcage, none were particularly awful, the three smaller ones were barely noticeable at all, still, she wondered how she had got them.

Remembering she still had things to do and two children to deal with she grabbed the shampoo bottle and quickly finished getting washed, she could figure things out later.

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