May 14th 2012

NCIS Headquarters

1330 Hours

The Navy Yard division is gathered inside of the auditorium. "I wonder what the Director's big announcement is." Tony openly asks to his teammates.

"We'll soon find out." Ziva answers.

With that Jenny and SecNav Jarvis appear on stage, Jenny approaches the podium. "Good afternoon!" She addresses everyone, which they all address her back. "With the recent event of the NCIS Sniper, the Secretary of Defense and along with SecNav Jarvis both have some concerns over security at my office and along with my personnel's safety at the Navy Yard." "Starting in July, there's going to be a major remodel of the Navy Yard facing Anacostia Park." "The windows will be bullet resistant and will be tinted blue." "There will be more trees and shrubs planted along the building along with decorative barriers to minimize the chance of anybody getting shot, Special Agent Gibbs was lucky to survive last month's ambush."

"I have good reflexes Madame Director." Gibbs playfully shouts from the crowd.

Jenny gives her husband a playful glare of warning for referring to Jenny by her hated title. "Um ma'am isn't Gibbs suppose to get keelhauled for calling you that." Tony innocently baits his boss.

"He'll get punished for it later on, much later." Jenny sensuously answers and gets back to the subject at hand. "I'm happy to announce with the changes going out outside of the building, the inside of the Navy Yard is getting a much needed face lift as well." "New paint and updated cubicles will be put in." "And, Special Agent McGee this should make you extremely happy, new computers."

"Touch scream ma'am!" McGee shouts up to her.

"Yes touch screen." "And also you will also be getting a new plasma screen that is touch screen as well."

Tony and McGee high five on another. "Yes!"

Ziva leans up against Gibbs' left ear. "You still haven't figured out our old system yet." Ziva playfully teases him.

"Why should I when I have a team of agents who can do my job for me." Gibbs jokingly growls at her.

An hour later, Tony and Ziva are down in the Evidence Room. "You Probie's better get that bedroom put together with in the hour." Tony admonishes the Evidence Room Technicians.

"Tony, one of these days." Ziva sighs in exasperation at her partner and stalks off for the elevator with Tony following her behind.

"What?" Tony shrugs.

Ziva scans herself in at the eye scanner. "Why must you constantly bully the Evidence Room Technicians?"

"Because their beneath my status, and it's also fun." Tony grins.

"Your status, you know at times you can be such a snob." Ziva says to Tony in a snippy tone of voice.

"Snob!" Tony answers with surprise.

The elevator doors open, Ziva walks in with Tony following her from behind. "If the shoe fits, wear it Tony."

"Wow you got that one right." Tony laughs with the doors closing.

"I've lived in the US for seven years now Tony."

"And every once and a while you stumble on to a new American idiom that you don't know."

"Rare and in between." Ziva answers and pushes in the button for Abby's floor.

The elevator starts up. "By the way could you please explain what you did to me on Saturday morning?" Tony curiously asks.

"It's called that men are so easy to get aroused." Ziva smirks over at him.

"So it was just something you wanted to prove to me."

"I believe I proved my point." Ziva winks.

"So all men are easy to get a rise out of, so to speak." Tony shrugs out of curiosity

"Certain men, who can control their urges." Ziva sensuously answers.

The elevator stops on Ducky's floor. "And Gibbs fits that bill."

Before Ziva can answer, the elevator door opens and Gibbs is standing out in the hall waiting to step in. "I'll get back to you on that." Ziva answers trying to maintain a straight face.

"Get back to DiNozzo on what?" Gibbs asks, noting that Ziva is trying avoid his question.

"Ziva doesn't like me bullying the Evidence Tech's." Tony lies.

Gibbs steps inside the elevator and pushes in the button for the Squad Room floor. "But why does she need to get back to you on that?"

"I feel that a quick kick in the balls, as you would put it Gibbs, is a good form of punishment for Tony, if I were one of the Evidence Room Technicians on the way he treats them like their beneath his stature."

"I still don't see that I'm doing anything wrong with them." Tony protests.

"DiNozzo, in the Corps the lower class enlisted men got hazed, eventually they got promoted and some got promoted over you."

"Meaning!" Tony shrugs.

"Evidence Room Technicians cannot get promoted over you." "You need to start treating them like people and not as your flunkies." Gibbs answers.

"Never thought of it like that."

The elevator stops on Abby's Floor. "We're checking up on McGee see if he got anything on Griffith laptop." Ziva informs Gibbs.

"Keep me posted."

"We will boss." Tony answers.

The door opens; Ziva and Tony step out and wait for the door to close. "That was close." Ziva giggles.

"And to answer my question." Tony grins.

"Gibbs fits that bill only with the exception of one woman, and her name isn't Hollis Mann, Allison Hart, or Samantha Ryan." Ziva seductively answers.

"I bet you it's the green eyes that he loses all control in his lower anatomy." Tony says with a knowing look on his face.

"Gibbs isn't the only man I've seen Jenny eating out of her hands." Ziva wickedly answers and walks off towards the lab.

"Who, what, when, and where?" Tony shouts and chases after her.

Back in the elevator, the elevator stops on the Squad Room floor, the doors open and SecNav Jarvis is standing outside and is about to step in, where he meets the intense angry stare of Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs. "Agent Gibbs!" Jarvis nods, waiting for Gibbs to step out.

"I was on my way up to MTAC."

Jarvis steps in, noting that the button for Jenny's floor isn't pushed in. "Shouldn't the button for the Director's floor be pushed in." Jarvis asks and pushes it in.

"Slipped my mind." Gibbs bitterly says.

Jarvis waits for the doors to close, before turning and facing Gibbs. "Spit it out Gibbs."

Gibbs flips the switch over. "I had my say with your boss when I flew back from Mexico." "End of story."

"Then why the angry glare, I could have you suspended it for it."

"Go ahead, suspend me."

"Did you enjoy going to the Secretary of Defense?"

"Just as much as you enjoyed exiling Jenny in the middle of nowhere, so you could get her to resign." "There was no reason for you to send her to San Clemente Island." "And there was no reason for you not to keep me in the loop on her where a bouts." "I've been Agent In Charge of my team for the past seventeen years, I've always know where the Director was on the few times that they were put in to protective custody and most of the time, my team handled the Director's security." Gibbs snarls.

"Unlike the other NCIS Directors, you have a romantic relationship with your boss." "I thought it was best that you could stay focused on the Sniper investigation, while Jenny was at a safe location."

"She could have been just as safe at OSP Headquarters; Johnson would never have found it."

"I wasn't taking that risk." Jarvis answers defending his actions.

"No you wanted your hand picked flunky to be show cased at the conference, which by the way was a major bust." Gibbs laughs.

"He needs more experience working around other agencies." Jarvis protests.

"Granger needs a personality transfusion first." Gibbs laughs and flips the switch back over.

Up on the balcony, Jenny and Cynthia are talking. "Tell Congressman Saunders I'll meet with him for lunch tomorrow."

"Yes Director!" Cynthia answers.

The elevator doors open, Gibbs and Jarvis step out at the same time. "Sir our conversation has been very enlightening." Gibbs mischievously baits him and walks off towards the direction of the eye scanner and scans himself into MTAC.

Jenny raises a curious eyebrow over at her husband watching him walking into MTAC with a Cheshire grin on his face. "What was that about?" Jenny asks her boss.

"Special Agent Gibbs and I had a meeting of the minds that we didn't see eye to eye on." Jarvis answers sharply.

Fifteen minutes later, Jenny walks down the ramp of MTAC and finds Gibbs sitting in the second row with his feet up on the top of the back chair, watching an Op on screen. "Quit baiting Jarvis, or he'll have your badge." Jenny angrily warns him.

"The man is a moron." Gibbs sighs.

"I know that and unlike you, I have to deal with him, because he's my boss."

"Sort of reminds me of Commandant Lassard from the Police Academy movies." Gibbs chuckles.

"Now you're starting to sound like DiNozzo." Jenny laughs and shakes her head. "I'll start worrying about Jarvis, when he starts carrying a goldfish bowl with him."

Gibbs glances down at the MTAC Technicians making sure that they're not eavesdropping on him and Jenny. "Remember the last time I sat in this chair Director." Gibbs smirks.

Jenny knowing full well that he's trying to get even with her for the stunt that she pulled on him the other morning. "Yes and unlike you Special Agent Gibbs, I have control over my urges." She sensuously says to him above a whisper.

"No you don't." Gibbs grins and gets up on to his feet.

"Do you see me making a mad dash for my office bathroom?"

"Not at the moment." Gibbs chuckles and walks over to the stairs. "I still prefer peaches in cream over strawberries and cream for dessert." Gibbs says to Jenny getting the last word in on her, before he makes his way up the stairs.

Jenny having a flashback from on top of her kitchen table in Paris becomes aroused at the memory of his mouth and tongue in between her legs. Danielle approaches Jenny with a paper. "Ma'am!"

Jenny startled at Danielle's presence, jumps, "Danielle!"

"Gotcha!" Gibbs shouts down at her.

Danielle taking in Jenny's flushed facial expression. "I don't wanna know ma'am."

"And you're not going to know Danielle." Jenny sighs in annoyance and takes the paper from Danielle.

That night at home, Jenny is looking at bedroom sets on line. "I'm taking matters in my own hands, since Jethro can't seem to get motivated on buying a new bedroom set for us."

Down in the basement, Gibbs is staining the crown molding for the bedroom. "One less project that will be completed after this Sunday."

Back upstairs, Jenny has found the perfect bedroom set on line at JC Pennies. "Storage bed, now I'll have plenty of room for my shopping sprees now." Jenny smirks and picks up her Blackberry from on top of her desk.

Downstairs, Gibbs is about to fill up a mason jar with bourbon, when his cellphone begins to ring. "Wonder who could be calling me at this hour." Gibbs asks and picks up his cellphone from the top of the workbench. Spotting Jenny's name on the caller ID. "I wonder if in between her legs has caved in from this afternoon yet." Gibbs laughs and flips open his cellphone. "Yesssssssssssssssss!"

"Get your ass upstairs."

"Need something taken care of Mrs. Gibbs." Gibbs smugly asks with a cocky grin on his face.

"No I found a bedroom set that I'm about to purchase and need your opinion on it."

"I told you that we both have to go out and see it first."

"And I told you I'm giving you another week to get your ass in gear about remodeling the bedroom, or I'm hiring somebody to paint the bedroom." "It's been almost two weeks and I want some normalcy back into our lives Jethro."

"Be right up!" Gibbs swallows and hangs up. "Let's see if I can seduce my way out of this."

A minute later, Gibbs is upstairs leaning over Jenny's shoulder from behind. "Storage bed!" Gibbs asks out loud.

"Yes, it's perfect."

"Perfect for more crap for you to bring home from the stores." Gibbs growls.

"Exactly!" Jenny laughs.

"Jen, can we at least go out and take a look at it."

"No, I want it and there is a dresser with a mirror, a chest, media center chest, nightstands and a bench to go with it."

"Since you have to work late tomorrow, I'll go check out the quality of the furniture, if it passes my standards I'll buy it."

"Nothing will pass your standard Jethro."

"Because if it wasn't built by my hands, the quality isn't the same."

"You don't have the time to build a set for us; you barely have the time to do the repairs to the bedroom." "It's this set take it or leave it."

"Take it!" Gibbs grumbles and backs away from the desk.

"You're acting childish about this."

"Maybe if I wasn't forced into doing something that I didn't like."

"I wouldn't be forcing your hand if you would be doing something about our sleeping arrangements." "The last time I had a decent night's sleep was out in Los Angeles, just before we drove to Mexico." "Between working late night and early morning Op's, I'm mentally and physically exhausted."

"Friday and Saturday night, you'll be sleeping on board 'The Shepard'." Gibbs reminds her.

"If I had my way I would cancel my shopping spree with Ziva on Sunday and spend the night on board the boat for another night."

"It could be arranged." Gibbs smirks.

"No, I need to replace some of my clothes that got ruined when Johnson made our bedroom into Swiss cheese."

"Don't go overboard until the bedroom is set up." Gibbs barks.

"I won't!" Jenny laughs and turns off her computer. "I'm going to turn in now, have an Op to oversee at 0530 Hours tomorrow morning."

Gibbs leans down and tenderly kisses Jenny on the mouth. "This weekend you have a lot of making up to do, I've been letting our non-bedroom activities slide."

"Well maybe if I had a real bed to sleep on at night, you may have been getting a little bit more action in the bedroom Leroy." Jenny seductively baits him.

"There was a time when we didn't need a bed, need I remind you."

"Our bodies were fifteen years younger, need I remind you."

"I better get out of here before I have the urge to throw you down on top of the desk." Gibbs groans and leaves the room in sexual frustration.

"You better get use to not having sex Mr. Gibbs; I'll be in Helsinki for about a week next month."

The next morning at NCIS Headquarters, Tony, Ziva, and McGee are sitting at their desks reading the list of the new gadgets that they're going to get. "I can hardly wait, a 24'' inch flat screen monitor for the back shelf behind my desk." Tony grins.

"The monitors that we're getting are LG." McGee smoothly answers.

"Can you picture Gibbs with a touch screen monitor?" Tony laughs.

"He'll never use it." Ziva answers.

Gibbs walks in, coffee in hand. "Use to what, Agent David." He asks over hearing part of their conversation.

"Agent DiNozzo is curious if you'll use any of the new gadgets that the Director has generously given us." Ziva answers.

"And learn something new, hell no." "Oh, the plasma screen next to my desk stays as is." "The three of you can have your touch screen mumbo jumbo thingy over in the center of the room."

"You're not going to be using the digital writing tablet." McGee sheepishly asks.

"Hell no, give me my clicker I'm set to go." Gibbs growls.

"Gibbs don't you want to learn something new." Ziva curiously asks.

"No if it were up to me, we'd still be working cases the way Mike Franks taught me." "No computers, everything was written out by hand."

"You couldn't live without your cellphone Gibbs, admit it." Tony grins.

"The cellphone only comes in handy when I need it, other than that, it's a nuisance."

"Especially when your boss wants to locate you." Tony laughs.

"I don't need to worry about that, because she'll be busy with meetings, lunches, and MTAC Op's clear through the rest of the week." "I'm basically a free man."

"Special Agent Gibbs!" Jenny calls down from the balcony.

"You were saying boss." Tony snickers.

Gibbs locks eyes with his wife. "Is it important Director, I'm in the middle of something with my team." Gibbs barks up at her.

"Your childish bickering with your team over on whether or not you're up to the challenge of figuring out the new gadgets that you're about to be equipped with is more important than discussing the Griffith case with your boss." Jenny sweetly shouts down at him.

"She got you boss." Tony laughs.

"Nobody asked you DiNozzo." Gibbs snarls and walks off towards for the stairs.

Up on the balcony Jenny patiently waits for her husband. "No sex in seventy-two hours is really making him grumpy." Jenny inwardly smirks.

Gibbs reaches the top of the stairs. "This better be good."

Taking Gibbs' coffee from him. "I only have a few minutes before I leave for meeting up on the hill." Jenny nods over at him and then starts off for her office.

Gibbs following Jenny from behind. "Couldn't this have waited until you got back?"

"I have an Op to run in MTAC." Jenny answers and walks into Cynthia's outer office. "Cynthia, buzz me the minute Melvin calls you from the parking garage."

"Yes Director!" Cynthia smiles at her.

Inside the office, Jenny locks the door behind Gibbs as he walks through the door. "Jen I can't take much more than this." Gibbs groans in sexual frustration.

"Playing head games with me has a price." Jenny seductively answers and walks over to the conference table.

"What head game?" Gibbs innocently answers.

"The one you're playing with Abby." Jenny sighs in exasperation.

"I'm not playing any game with Abby and keep in mind she's in Kansas City." Gibbs smirks.

Jenny finishes the last of Gibbs coffee and tosses the cup into the trashcan. "There's a thing called a cellphone give me a break."

"Jenny, punishing me by withholding sex isn't going to get me to cave in."

"You will cave in alright."

"Ha!" Gibbs laughs and walks over to his wife. "That will be the day."

Jenny shoves Gibbs on top of the table and crawls over top of his body. "Your defenses are already weakening." Jenny purrs and leans down and passionately kisses him on the mouth. Gibbs lost at the feel of Jenny's tongue teasing the inside of his mouth, gives into her kiss. Feeling her husband's erection up against her belly, Jenny leaves his mouth and slowly works her way up to his ear. "You want it bad."

"Jenny!" Gibbs breathes out above a whisper.

Jenny nips along his earlobe. "To bad Leroy!" She whispers.

"You're killing me." Gibbs whines and is about to get Jenny up into a sitting position on top of the table when the intercom goes off.

Jenny hops off of the table and walks over to her desk; she leans over and pushes in the intercom button. "Yes Cynthia!"

"Melvin is waiting for you down in the parking garage."

"I'll be right there." Jenny answers and takes in her husband's tortured facial expression. "Maybe I may consent on putting out tonight if you go over to Pennies and buy that bedroom set that I want."

"That's blackmail!" Gibbs growls.

"Sex or bedroom set, it's your call." Jenny seductively says to him and grabs her pocketbook from on top of her desk. Gibbs lies back on top of the table in defeat. "That's what I thought." Jenny laughs and walks out of the office.

"Well Jenny I don't have to run over to Pennies to buy the bedroom set, I'll just have McGee make a fake receipt up for me." Gibbs gloats and is about to get up from the table when his lower anatomy stops him. "This is twice in the past seventy-two hours that you've done this to me and there's going to be a price for it tonight woman." Gibbs grumbles in sexual frustration and hops off the table.

Five minutes later, Tony, Ziva, and McGee are standing in the middle of the bullpen with their eyes focused on Cynthia's outer office door. "The Director left her office five minutes ago; I wonder what's keeping Gibbs." Tony openly asks.

"Maybe he's watching a ZNN." McGee smoothly says.

With that Gibbs walks out, Ziva noting the mischievous expression on Gibbs' face. "He's up to something." Ziva laughs.

Up on the balcony Gibbs makes his way over to the elevator. "McGee I need you down in Abby's Lab." "DiNozzo and David head over to Griffith's fiancée house in Fairfax and bring her in for questioning." Gibbs orders them.

"Boss it's after 0700 Hours." Tony answers….Gibbs stares down at Tony for questioning his orders. "Maybe Tanya Philter is an early riser." Tony shrugs and walks over to his desk and picks up his backpack.

Abby's Lab

Half an hour later, McGee has printed out a fake sales receipt. "She'll never know boss." McGee smiles.

"She's been on my ass about buying a new bedroom set and found one last night on a Pennies website." "I promised her that I would buy it after work tonight."

"But instead, you'll be sitting at a bar having a few cold one's of your choice to kill some time."

"No I'm meeting Ziva at Bed Bath and Beyond to pick out some curtains and a new beddings for the bed."

"You should wash the new comforter and sheets before you use them." "I broke out in a rash about a year ago."

"I always wash new clothes and sheets before I use them McGee." Gibbs sharply answers.

"I wasn't sure if you were aware of it or not." McGee shrugs.

"Kelly had sensitive skin, so Shannon always washed her new clothes and sheets and always got into a habit with our clothing as well and I continued the practice after they died."

"You washed your own clothes." McGee says with surprise.

"When I was married I didn't." "Why you think I have the money to hire someone to wash my clothes and do some housekeeping when I'm paying alimony for two ex-wives." Gibbs snarls.

"But you can afford to hire Noemi." McGee asks narrowing his eyes over at Gibbs.

"It's either I hire Noemi as a house keeper or Jenny burns down my kitchen, need I remind you that she can't cook."

"Come on boss anybody could cook." McGee laughs.

"Jenny nearly burnt down our Paris apartment fourteen years ago by trying to fry some bacon." "Needless to say, we needed to replace the stove from the grease fire."

"It's amazing the way she can shoot a gun on the range and the Director can't cook."

"Well I didn't fall in love with Jenny because of her cooking skills and there are other area's that she makes up for it."

"Do I need to hear it?"

Gibbs head slaps McGee on the back of the head. "You're getting just as bad as DiNozzo." Gibbs growls and takes the sales receipt from him. "Having any luck with Griffith's computer?"

"No, it would be easier if Abby were here." McGee answers.

"I don't need excuses on why you can't do it, just get the job done." Gibbs orders him and walks out of the lab.

McGee staring down at Griffith's laptop. "Easier said than done." McGee sighs in frustration.

1500 Hours

Jenny walks into Cynthia's outer office with her Blackberry attached to her ear. "I'll be in MTAC overseeing your end of the Op at 2100 Hours my time." Jenny answers and hangs up.

"Late night again." Cynthia nods.

"Yes, Special Agent Simmons suspects that French Arms Dealer Felipe Chevalier is in Pago Pago, Samoa."

"Wasn't he on the take with former Director Vance?"

"Yes he was." "From what I've learned, Chevalier was one of the first arms dealers that Vance was on the take with."

"So this might be an all-nighter."

"Unfortunately yes, but the way I see it, my pull out in the office is more comfortable then my current sleeping arrangements at home."

"Isn't Gibbs suppose to be buying your bedroom set tonight?" Cynthia sheepishly asks.

"Yes, but now I'll have to weasel my way out on a promise."

"Good or bad promise."

"Both!" Jenny smirks and walks into the office.

Gibbs walks into the office. "Didn't take you very long." Cynthia laughs.

"I have to a case to review with her." Gibbs playfully growls.

"You had a case to review with her the last time that you ended up staying in her office five minutes after she left."

"I was watching ZNN." Gibbs grins and walks into the office, slamming the door behind him. "You will be paying up big time tonight." Gibbs gloats and walks over to Jenny's desk, tossing the sales receipt down in front of her.

"No I won't!" Jenny answers and puts on her glasses.

"You said you would put out if I bought the bedroom set." Gibbs barks.

"That's before I got a phone call from Special Agent Simmons in Pago Pago." "I have to pull an over nighter."

"Again!" Gibbs sighs in disbelief.

"It's my job Jethro."

"I hate this." Gibbs groans and flops down in one of the chairs at the conference table.

Jenny reading the sales receipt. "You went at lunch time."

"Yeah I wanted to throw this in your face when you came back from the hill." Gibbs frowns in disappointment.

"There's always tomorrow night."

"Yeah, yeah!" Gibbs mumbles under his breath sucking in his teeth.

"It seems that the roles are reversed now from your previous wives."

"How's that?"

"Now you know how they felt when you spent long hours at work."

"I spent long hours at work to avoid them."

"Well I'm not doing this to avoid you Jethro, the quicker I get my task at hand done, the quicker you and I can move to Paris or down in our shack in Rosario."

"You know that is the reason why I built that room for you at home, so you can oversee Op's from home."

"Unfortunately this one has to be done inside of MTAC." "I promise I'll make it up to you this weekend when we go away."

"Soon as I drop anchor Friday night, you're going to be howling your brains out at an unknown location inside of the boat and that is a promise."

"It's not like I didn't deserve it." Jenny smiles.

Later that night Gibbs is putting up the crown molding in the bedroom. "This is going to set the room off; I can hardly wait to move in here on Sunday night." Gibbs smiles in anticipation.