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Authors Note – thanks for all your reviews, please keep them coming. Gibbs is a bit OOC in this chap but I thought to how he reacted and behaved in Kill Ari pt. 1 and in my eyes I think he'd be similar here.
Sorry it's short I just liked how this ended and thought it fit.
Enjoy…
He couldn't believe this was happening to her, not Jenny. She was the strongest woman he knew and she beat the majority of male agents by a mile. She'd never been scared of risking her life for others even when she knew she could get shot. She'd saved him hundreds of times before just like Kate had on that roof top. He couldn't lose her; Leroy Jethro Gibbs could not take losing another member of his team. These last few years had seen too many agents die, too many lose their lives to protect him, too many he knew personally. He couldn't not stand to lose her.
For once, as soon as the team got in they didn't go to the bull pen, but instead down to Abby's lab. They needed to be together for this one. So as they exited the lift they all knew something was wrong when they didn't hear the usual music blasting. Gibbs walked in front, he saw Abby and hugged her, as much for his sake as hers. Abby knew this but wouldn't say anything. Even their silver fox needed to know someone was there every one in a while. "She'll be fine Abs, Jen is a fighter – always has been." No one said anything about his use of her first name. It was in times like these that they really became a family and pulled together. "Right, McGee-"
"Phone records, on it boss."
"DiNozzzo."
"Already spoken to her security boss, nothing out of the ordinary in the last six months: no death threats and no safety compromises."
"Good," Gibbs said. His phone began to ring and he left the room. As he did so they all got on with everything. Abby, McGee and DiNozzo all tapping away at their computers. "Ducky, any news?"
"No Jethro, I'm afraid not." Gibbs let out a frustrated sigh. "Ziva is having her cloths sent over, and is photographing the wounds."
"Right, good."
"She's nipped out to get Jennifer some clean cloths, we all know that she is a proud woman, I doubt she would want people seeing her in a hospital gown."
"No Duck I doubt she would. Thanks."
"Jethro, before you go. I've looked at Jennifer's wounds. The attack looked planned, there was two of them and she was restrained as there are no defensive marks but we will have to wait for bruises to form to know for definite. Also, Jethro to me this attack…it seems planned….as if someone had planned every detail. This was no spur of the moment attack, there is years of planning behind if not decades. I would suggest you look into her cases from as far back as when she was a probie. Focus on anything she got personally involved with. The crosses appear like crucifix's, they could symbol belief faith."
"Someone believed to be innocent."
"It may be Jethro."
"Thanks duck." With that Gibbs went back into the lab. All eyes were suddenly on him, all hoping for even just the smallest amount of news, of hope. Even for Gibbs, the hard ex-marine, telling them there was not hurt like hell. "No news." He said it in a softer voice. HE noticed how they'd all moved close, how Abby was hugging McGee. "DiNozzo, I want every case file for every case J-the director worked on. Ducky says this was planned, a decades old vendetta, you get every file, starting with her first cases."
"Yes boss."
"Take McGee, you'll need help, bring them up here."
With that the two disappeared off. Gibbs knew this would be a long case, a hard case, it always was when it was one of their own. Abby was working on her computer. "Off to get coffee Abs." just as he got to the door he heard her week voice.
"Gibbs."
"Yeah."
"Be careful."
"Always Abby." With that he left. They all saw her as a mum, he knew that. Abby the most. He knew it was hitting her hardest, he could see it in her eyes. He saw her as a wife, but not like his other wives, he saw her like Shannon: one who he truly loved. He had lost Shannon; he couldn't lose Jen as well.
-reality strikes-
Half an hour later McGee and DiNozzo came up with a trolly and a ton of case files. They were arguing as per usual. As they got in the lab they sighed. Just as gibbs came up behind them and head slapped the pair. "The director has been attacked and you two have time to argue?" He handed them both coffee and Abby a Caf-pow. They looked surprised but managed to hide it. They knew it would be a long night and that their boss was taking this hard. "McGee, that phone records thing you do, can it be done from the hospital."
"I can get into the systems wifi and connect to ncis via- yes boss."
"Good, go swap with Ziva, we need her help, she worked with the director in Cairo." He looked at Tony as McGee left. "That them all?"
"Minus undercover, they wouldn't give me them."
"I'm not surprised DiNozzo, most of the missions we worked were black opp and those that weren't there is not documentation for."
"Why boss?" questioned Tony.
"They were illegal DiNozzo."
"Oh."
-reality strikes-
An hour later and Ziva had joined them. Abby was still at her computer. The rest were sat around the desk case files everywhere. It was silent. Ziva needed to speak, her best friend and mother figure was in hospital fighting for her life. "The first time I met Jen I was stood in my father's office. He told me she was one of the best. I looked at her, white oxford shirt, black trousers and them ridiculous heels and nearly laughed. I thought he was having me on, we were in Cairo. So I looked at her and said, 'in those heals, you have to be kidding me'. I left and slammed the door. I didn't know then that she would end up saving my life and be the best partner I've ever had." She smiled sadly and Tony squeezed her hand.
It went silent again before Gibbs decided maybe he should tell them about her, they all saw her as a mother and him as a wife. She was part of their family, not just his. "I stood in Marrows office, and he went 'don't torture her Jethro, for god's sake. You're having a probie whether you want one or not. She's got potential', I looked at her, stood there in them heels and I thought she was from public services or something. Her first day I made her sit through an autopsy, her second I took her sown to the range."
"She was a good agent, the best." Said Ziva with a smile.
"Still is Ziva, still is."
"Gibbs." Said Abby.
"Yeah?"
"She'll be ok. She's our Madame director, our fearless leader, out mummy, she'll pull through."
"I hope so Abs. I hope so."
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