A/N: WOW. I was not expecting all of your reactions to this! You are all awesome, and I hope you continue to enjoy this story with this update!

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"You have a case?" Jenny asked when her husband closed his cell phone, taking another drink of his coffee. He nodded, setting his mug down.

"Body in Anacostia Park," he replied, standing up and stretching his back. "Gotta meet the team there. You okay to drive in by yourself?"

"I am quite capable of driving myself to NCIS," Jenny replied, flashing him a reassuring smile. "I have to meet with Morrow, and then I'll meet my team."

"I'll try to grab lunch with you," Jethro said, grabbing the car keys from the counter. Pulling her closer, he pressed his lips to hers, and she could taste the coffee in his mouth. "Have a great first day."

"Mm, I'll try," Jenny said, brushing her lips over his once more. "Go, before Tony calls you, asking where you are."

"Wouldn't want that now would we?" Jethro asked, a smirk twisting his lips. He couldn't stop from kissing her once more, and then he was out the door. Jenny bit her lip, containing the smile.

Twenty minutes later, Jenny was driving to NCIS headquarters. She tapped her fingers on the steering wheel as she drove, the music in the background filling her ears. She pulled into the parking lot and stepped out, grabbing her bag and her coffee cup, heading for the elevator.

When it reached the bullpen level, she couldn't stop the excited flutter in her stomach as she realized yet again that this is where she worked-and she wasn't leaving anytime soon.

She took the steps up to Director Morrow's office, stepping up to his assistant's desk. The young woman looked up, her brown eyes taking her in.

"I have an appointment with Tom," Jenny said, and the woman nodded.

"Name?" the assistant asked, prepared to type into the computer.

"Jenny Shepard."

Jenny turned at the sound of Tom Morrow's voice, a warm smile on his face.

"Well, it's Jenny Gibbs now, but yes, that's me," Jenny said, stepping forward to take Tom's extended hand.

"Ah, yes, my mistake," Tom said, leading her into his office. "You look good, Jenny."

"Thank you Tom," Jenny said, taking the seat he motioned to.

"We're very excited to have you back at the agency Jenny," Tom said, pulling out two files. "We could really use you to get some of our younger agents up to NCIS standards."

"I'm glad to be back Tom," Jenny replied, accepting the two folders he gave her.

"The two new members of your team are Gianna Bianchetti and Landon Oliver. As you can see from their files, they're both very promising," Tom said, watching as Jenny read through their profiles. "They're coming from other teams, Gianna from San Diego, and Landon is transferring from Los Angeles."

"From the West Coast," Jenny commented, raising an eyebrow slightly as she read. Tom let out a laugh, nodding.

"Hollywood agents, as your husband calls them," he remarked, and the corners of her lips turned up.

"I have no problem with it, as long as they work hard and can get the job done," Jenny replied, shrugging. Tom nodded, folding his hands.

"In a few months, after you've gotten comfortable with your team and the job, I'll more than likely be adding a probationary agent to your team as well," Tom told her, and she nodded, closing the file and looking up at Tom. "You'll be dividing cases with your husband's team; lately, the number of cases has risen steeply, and we haven't been able to stop the overflow, making Jethro have to run his team into the ground, as I'm sure you know."

Jenny nodded-it hadn't been hard to tell from her husband's voice when he'd called that he was exhausted. And even in the three weeks that she'd been traveling between the States and London, he'd caught an insane amount of cases.

"Now, the cases will alternate between both of your teams," Tom said, linking his fingers.

"Sounds good," Jenny replied, nodding. "And Tom?"

"Yes?" he asked, raising an eyebrow curiously.

"Not many people know how Jethro is married to, and we'd like to keep it that way," Jenny said, watching as Tom's eyes widened. "And, well…there may be a bet involved."

At that Tom's face broke out in a grin, and he nodded.

"Of course. Will you be going by Agent Gibbs, or Shepard?" he asked, curious.

"I think that the agency is big enough with one Agent Gibbs in it," she replied, smiling. "I'll still be Agent Shepard, but my married name is Gibbs."

"I understand," Tom said, nodding. "How would you like to meet your team Agent Shepard?"

"I would love to."

Tom led her to the door, opening. His assistant looked up, catching his attention.

"Sir, your wife is on line one," she said, her bangs falling into her eyes for a moment.

"Thank you Diane," Tom said, nodding to her. "Can you tell her I'll call her back in about twenty minutes?"

"No problem sir," Diane replied, picking up the phone.

Tom continued to lead Jenny out to the catwalk, and down towards the bullpen. Her desk was on the other side of the partition behind Jethro's desk.

Oh, this could be fun.

At the two desks across from hers were a man and woman, both in the mid-twenties. They stood when they saw her, coming around to the front of their desks.

"Special Agent Shepard, these are Special Agents Bianchetti and Oliver."

The woman stepped up first; she was tall and tan, her olive skin accented by her dark black hair. She had large, dark eyes, the color of night, and full, dark lips.

"Gianna Bianchetti," she said, sticking out a hand. "I'm really looking forward to working with you."

"And I you," Jenny replied, shaking the younger woman's hand firmly. She turned to the young man next, who stepped forward as well. He had floppy blonde hair that kept falling into his large golden eyes, and his frame was similar to a rail-tall, skinny, and lanky.

"Landon Oliver," he said, shaking her hand. "I'm sure we'll work well together."

"I do hope we will," Jenny replied, an amused smile creeping onto her face.

"I'll leave you three to get better acquainted," Tom said, nodding. "Come up and see me before you leave, Jenny, if you would."

"Of course," Jenny replied, nodding to him. He cast all three of them a smile before heading back up to his office. Gianna and Landon went back to their desks, continuing to unpack, and Jenny headed to hers, setting down her bag on the empty surface.

Landon already had two picture frames on the surface of his desk, directly next to his computer, while Gianna's desk was mostly empty, save for a stack of multi-colored post-it notes and a rubber band ball.

Sitting behind her desk, Jenny pulled out the silver picture frame of her father and placed it near her computer screen. Another photo sat in her bag, but she'd wait until after the bet had been won to place it on her desk. She was moving her hand when her engagement caught the light, and Gianna, sitting directly across from her, couldn't contain her gasp.

"That's an absolutely gorgeous ring," she said, her dark eyes wide. "How long have you been married?"

"A little over three years," Jenny replied, offering the woman a smile. "Are you?"

"Not yet," the woman replied, shaking her head. "I'm still trying to find the right guy."

"Always a good plan," Jenny said. She turned to Landon, tilting her head slightly. "And you?"

"My wife Skyler and I have been married for six years," Landon answered, sitting forward slightly. His golden eyes were softer as he spoke about his wife, and Jenny was impressed.

"Any kids?" Jenny asked, enjoying this get-to-know-you session.

"Sienna is three," Landon replied, his eyes going to one of the pictures. "Skyler is pregnant, due in six months."

"Congratulations," Jenny said, smiling. Landon nodded, accepting her good wishes.

The group lapsed into silence as they continued to organize their things, turning on computers and setting up accounts. They were just nearing lunchtime when the elevator opened, and Jenny watched as her husband and his team stepped off.

She hid her smile as the team-save Jethro-ogled her, Gianna, and Landon. She heard her husband bark instructions to his team before saying he was going to Abby's, and it only took thirty seconds after he left for Tony to make his way over.

"Welllllll what do we have here?" he asked, her grin wide as he looked mostly at the two women on the team. Jenny raised an eyebrow, watching his eyes dip down Gianna's v-neck shirt.

"I'm Gianna Bianchetti," Gianna said, and Tony ate up the not-so-subtle flirting. Jenny rolled her eyes, exchanging a look with Landon.

"I'm Very Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo," Tony said, leaning closer to her over her desk. "But feel free to call me Tony."

"We'll do that, Agent DiNozzo," Jenny said from behind him, her arms folded over her chest. Tony turned around, his eyes widening at her, with her long legs crossed at the ankles, and her arms folded underneath her breasts, giving him plenty to stare at.

"And you would be?"

"Agent Jenny Shepard," she replied, moving slightly, her rings catching the light. "Team leader."

"Married?" Tony asked, slight disappointment crossing his features.

"Three years," Jenny answered, sitting up slightly. "And we're very happy, thank you."

"Good for you," Tony responded, nodding. He looked at Landon, raising his head slightly in greeting. "You?"

"Landon Oliver," he answered, returning the greeting.

"Well, things are going to get much more interesting now that we have friends sitting behind us," Tony said, grinning at them. "Don't mind our boss-he's a little grumpy, but a good guy underneath it all."

"DiNozzo!"

"That's my cue-gotta go," he said, turning and running back into the bullpen at the sound of Jethro's voice. Jenny rolled her eyes, turning back to her work.

A little while later, Gianna and Landon left to get lunch-Jenny declined, saying she'd come next time. Both bullpens were empty, save for Jenny, and she didn't hear anything until a pair of hands covered her eyes.

"Boo," a voice said softly in her ear, and she bit her lip, controlling the grin.

"I thought we agreed to no PDA," Jenny said as his hands fell away from her eyes and she turned around and faced her husband.

"I believe we agreed to no making out in public," Jethro replied, raising one eyebrow at her. She rolled her eyes, shaking her head.

"You're impossible."

"Ah, you love it," Jethro responded, grinning.

"Oh do I ever," Jenny said, mocking him in a breathy voice. "Are you free to get lunch?"

"I'm all yours if you'll have me," he replied, and she smiled.

"Well, considering that that was one of my vows, I'll have to say yes," Jenny said, her eyes bright. Jethro smiled, grabbing his coat from behind his desk. "Where to?"

"I have some ideas," Jethro answered, and Jenny shuddered playfully.

"Oh, I'm terrified," she gasped in horror for a moment before smiling, following him to the elevator. The doors closed, and they'd only been descending for a moment when Jethro stopped it. He pulled her closer and captured her lips, letting her hands thread into his hair and his fall to her waist, but eventually travelling down further, pulling her closer. She let out a soft moan that combined with a gasp as they broke apart.

"I've always wanted to do that to you, in here," Jethro admitted, pulling back from kissing her neck to look her in the eyes. She let out a light laugh, her hands staying in his hair.

"Well, it's good to know we have the same fantasies," she replied, kissing him again. His eyes gleamed in amusement, and he opened his mouth, but she covered it with her own again, stopping him. "Don't go there right now sweetheart. I can't exactly have sex with you in the elevator on my first day."

"Second?"
"Only in your dreams."