Title: Like Strawberries and Cream

Author: Left My Heart In Paris

Rating: K+

Like Strawberries and Cream

Leroy Jethro Gibbs was beyond pissed, he was beyond angry, he couldn't even think about Jenny Shepard without his blood boiling; this was because of two things, he was in love with her and they'd had an argument.

He hadn't been his grumpy self since they'd gotten together three months ago; she'd made him smile, laugh, brought him back to being the man he used to be before he'd experienced such heart break, before he'd been shot at more times than he could count on both of his hands, he gone back to being the happy him, well to Jenny anyway, his team had only noticed a small change in him and that was that he'd become less grouchy.

Everything had been going so well, they'd fallen into a routine they were both happy with, working hard all day and getting to spend the evening together only to wake up ridiculously early the next morning and start all over again. They were happy, they were in love, they were who they were only better as they were together.

It had all been going to well though, they wouldn't be them if they didn't fight, it was just part of who they were and they'd perfected how they made up, but now Gibbs knew that he had crossed the line, he knew he'd been in the wrong but why did he have to be the one to say that he was sorry, so he would just work on his boat and drink some bourbon and wait until she walked into his basement and said some things that ended with her kissing him and everything would be forgotten.

With a sigh, he looked around for the tape measure, he saw it under some old sand paper and a saw, being lazy he just pulled the tape measure from under the tower of other objects only he didn't expect the saw to fall in the direction of his arm….

Meanwhile across town Jenny sat in her office on the phone with Sec-Nav who was rabbiting on about something in her ear but she wasn't listening.

She was too busy looking at the picture that she'd put on her desk a couple of weeks ago, finally comfortable about her relationship with Jethro to have a little reminder on her desk that she wasn't alone that she was happy, she had someone who loved her, someone to come home to.

It was a picture from over half a decade ago, it was of she and Gibbs at a café in Paris, she resting her head on his shoulder as they both laughed at something one of them said, neither had realised it had been taken but a local photographer had taken the opportunity to capture a moment of two people really in love, showing what the city of love was all about and of course they'd given Jenny and Gibbs a copy.

Jenny smiled as she reached out and traced her finger over the younger Gibbs' face, it made her realise how time really had passed before her eyes, it made her wonder what life would have been like if she'd never left Gibbs, would they be married by now, would they have kids by now?

She shook her head and then said yes to whatever Sec-Nav was lecturing her about, that was all the past now, that was their old relationship, she had to focus on the now, what they had reclaimed now.

Although after the fight they'd had this morning, she wasn't really sure that there was much left, what he'd said had cut her, she wasn't really sure how it had started but before she knew it he was accusing her of all sorts of thing and bringing up the past that they'd promised they were never going to bring up, she thought they had moved on from her leaving him with only a dear John letter but it seems in anger it brought it up and a lot more. How could he not trust her, she trusted him with everything she had but he couldn't do the same at that made her so mad.

"Don't you agree Jennifer?" Sec-Nav asked her bringing her back to the phone call.

"Ugh of course sir," Jenny decided it was better to agree with him than make him angry and be against him, just as Abby burst into her office, she looked up to the Goth and put a finger to her lips to tell her to be quiet for a moment.

Abby just shook her head and gave her an inpatient look before she started to sign stuff to her, but Jenny shook her head telling the Goth she didn't know how to read sign language.

"Uh huh, of course," Jenny answered her boss again and watched as Abby jumped up and down frantically in front of her.

Abby really needed Jenny's attention and decided to think of a way she could tell her, she thought for a moment before standing straight, puffing out her chest and pretending to hold a coffee cups to her lips, but alas it didn't work, the redhead just shrugged her shoulders.

"Okay sir," Jenny said as she watched Abby walk around her desk before picking up the picture on the edge of her desk and pointing to Gibbs, "Jethro," Jenny spoke aloud, forgetting her boss could hear her on the other end of the phone, her heart began to beat a mile a minute, something was wrong.

"Excuse me Jennifer?" Sec-Nav asked confused from the other end of the phone.

"Nothing sir just something has come up, is there any way we can just wrap this up?" she asked, seeing how worried Abby looked.

"Of course, why don't I just email you the details on Monday," he suggested.

"That would be great," Jenny smiled. "Have a good weekend sir," she said before putting the phone down, "What's wrong with Jethro?" she asked Abby.

"Thank god you had this picture here or I was going to have to resort to flag signals or maybe a smoke signal," Abby said smiling at the picture of the younger couple, ignoring Jenny's question, meaning it wasn't life threatening whatever it was that made Jenny feel a lot better.

"Abs," Jenny said putting her hands on the younger women's shoulders. "What wrong with Jethro?" she asked again, this time Abby saw the worry in their fearless leader's dark green eyes.

"He called Timmy about half an hour ago to take him to the ER," she told Jenny, having ran straight to Jenny upon hearing this.

"What happened?" Jenny asked as she grabbed her coat and handbag, ready to go to the hospital.

Abby shrugged her shoulders. "Timmy said that Gibbs had a deep cut on his arm from a saw or something, it wasn't serious but apparently it needed stitches, I just don't know why Gibbs didn't call you," she said as she began to ramble.

That's when Jenny remembered and went to go and sit on her leather sofa, "Well then I'm sure Tim can drive him home," she said throwing her coat and bag down next to her.

The Goth looked at Jenny with a confused look. "Aren't you going to go to the hospital?" she asked.

Jenny shook her head. "I don't think Jethro would want me there," she told Abby with a weak smile.

"Why?" Abby asked going to sit down next to Jenny on the sofa.

"We had a fight," Jenny mumbled looking down at her expensive shoes.

Abby almost laughed. "The kids don't like it but Mummy and Daddy always fight," she reminded her.

Jenny shook her head. "This was different," she said. "I don't know…" she began but the Goth cut her off.

"Hey," she said standing up in front of Jenny. "Do you love Gibbs?" she asked, of course already knowing the answer.

"Of course I do," Jenny said looking at Abby like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Then let's go to the hospital," Abby pulled Jenny up from the sofa before pulling her friend out of the dark lonely office.

Twenty minutes later Gibbs still sat on one of the beds, his jacket hanging off of one shoulder as his other arm was covered in stitches, he had to wait for them to get him some extra prescription drugs to take away the pain and also getting the papers ready for him to be discharged.

He winced when he thought about what happened, he'd been so stupid, he should have seen it all happening, but he was so blinded by his thoughts and anger of the argument with Jenny he'd couldn't be bothered.

Calling Tim had been a decision that had taken him a while to decide, he couldn't drive himself, he didn't want to admit it but he was in too much pain, calling Tony would have meant he'd been tortured with questions, jokes and movie quotes the whole time something he didn't need, Ziva well let's just say he didn't even know if they would make it to the hospital in one piece, Ducky he knew was busy on a date or something so he didn't want to intrude, Abby would be way too hysterical and insist he call Jenny and so Tim seemed the sensible option although now he realised that Tim would probably have called Abby who would have gone and got Jenny.

Jenny, he kind of wished she could be here to kiss him and distract him from being in the hospital and to soothe him with just her touch, he knew she would be angry when she found out that he hadn't called her but he'd already made this decision and now he was having to live with it.

Impatiently his foot tapped on the floor, he looked at the clock on the wall and shook his head, why was everything taking so long? He just wanted to go home, he just wanted to sleep and forget this ever happened, he wanted to go home and sleep beside Jenny but he doubted that that would happen.

He heard a light knock on the door and looked up from his feet and couldn't help but smile upon seeing his beautiful redhead. "Jenny," he mumbled her name having to swallow his smile.

She gave him a small smile as she walked into the room. "I'm so…." she began but he cut her off.

"Don't Jen, it was my fault, I was out of line," he told her. Jenny smiled knowing that was as close as she was going to get to an apology from the man that had a rule against saying sorry.

Jenny nodded before stepping closer to him. "You okay?" she asked as she wrapped an arm around his shoulder and help him close to her, his good arm going around her waist, pulling her close to him.

"I am now," he mumbled as she began to run her hands through his hair hoping to take away some of his pain, neither noticing that they had two onlookers.

Outside the little hospital room Tim and Abby stood looking through the door, Abby leant slightly against Tim. "They're good together," Tim commented as they watched Jenny and Gibbs talk, laugh, hug and even share a small kiss.

"They belong together," Abby said with a smile. "Like peanut butter and jam," she commented.

"Ham and cheese," Tim added.

"Bourbon and steak," Abby almost laughed thinking of the couple.

"Like strawberries and cream."

Like Jenny and Gibbs.