A/N Quickest update I've ever done. I'm not sure this is going to follow the title MTAC truths but i'll post this anyway also i know it's quite short but i wanted to but the chapters up according to the scenes and i'm also not that pleased with it but here it is anyway.

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6:30 Coffee Shop

They walked briskly but not too fast, a comfortable silence lay over them both. Something they had always loved, knowing that the other was they're without communicating. As they turned the corner Jenny smiled as she realised where they were heading. It was a small coffee shop tucked away from the busy City of DC, Gibbs had taken her here when she was a Probie. Since then they had gone together until they're Paris mission, this was the first time in nearly 7 years she had set foot her. Her heart beat raced and Gibbs did not fail to notice the change in her breathing. Suddenly everything went black in her vision, but Gibbs already sensing something wrong, was there to catch her as she fell deep into his arms lifeless.

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"Jen. Jenny. Are you there? Can you hear me?"

Voices filled her ears as she re-gained consciousness, the most recognisable belonging to Jethro. She slowly fluttered her eyes opened, as she did the people crowding around her gasped in relieve. Director Jennifer Shepard was alive. She blinked a few times and opened her eyes fully to take in her surroundings. She was lying down on the floor of what looked like the Coffee shop in Gibbs' arms. Gibbs. Her heart beat once again raised and she began to hyperventilate at the strangers around her.

"Jenny it's all right. Calm down. Louisa bring her some water please." Instructed Gibbs. Jenny gasped once and the people crowding round began to dispatch, after a few intake of short breaths her breathing began to slow down. The woman Gibbs had called Louisa gave her a glass of water, though Jenny was still shaking and nearly spilt it down herself yet again. Gibbs reached for the glass as Jenny let go and slowly moved it towards her lips. After a few sips the nauseous she felt began to pass. "Jenny are you ok to stand up?" Gibbs asked. He began to pick himself up off the floor and Jenny nodded. Slowly but surely she stood up with the support of Gibbs. "Thank you Jethro." Gibbs nodded "mm hu, just be glad it was here and not somewhere else other wise you'll be the headlines on Star's and Stripes tomorrow." At that thought her Director mask slipped on. "Crap. We should really be getting back now I have a lot to do." "Jen you can hardly walk. The most we're going to do is to get you a coffee and go to the park. Cynthia's handling your day remember." "Okay sorry Jethro my head hurts." "That's okay Jen." He made sure she was standing before turning to a small plump woman with grey hair. "Louisa, two coffee's to go please." Louisa nodded and wait around to make them, knowing only too well the types of coffee they both loved. Whilst she busily began to make them Jenny closed her eyes and memories of being here came flooding back. The kisses they'd shared here back when everything was so easy when there were no complications. She wanted to cry with unhappiness but she couldn't not with Gibbs here. So instead she opened her eyes and inhaled only to be met with a suspicious looking Gibbs. "Would you stop staring Agent Gibbs." "Oh we're going with formalities again are we Madame Director." "Jethro just pay the woman and let's go ok." Gibbs shook his head a sad look only briefly escaped his face, but Louisa saw it alright. So when he thrust a load of coins onto the counter. She handed them back to him. "You need her Jethro." She smiled weakly at him as he picked up the coffees. "Oh and next time your in here, at least try and get home before you get serious next time. I'm sure the cleaning cupboard wasn't that comfortable. Gibbs just smirked at her and gave one of the cups to Jen.

"I wish they would just see that they both love each other. But again they were the two most stubborn people in teh world." Thought Louisa as they moved through the door and into the street,