Inside information

Disclaimer : I cried so you might, it's really sad actually. I didn't get the rites for NCIS for chirstmas =[

RIP jenny

In my story she isn't dead!!!

chapter 4 :

Gibbs' POV

"Elizabeth Shepard," I said getting out my cuffs, "you are under arrest for the murder of Matthew Thomas. You have the right to remain silent, anything you say may and will be used against you in a court of law. You also have the right to an attorney…"

Liz took the fact that her father was arresting her pretty well. She didn't slap me. But Jen would not be happy. But why should I care about her. She means nothing to me.

"Should I take it from here boss?" Tony asked, and I handed Liz over to him. She was his problem now.

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Tony's POV

"I'll be out soon," Liz promised me.

"Are you still pretending you didn't do it," I sounded to not be emotional. But she was bloody gorgeous.

"I didn't," she smiled, "I am a killer, but I didn't kill him."

"How sure are you?" I asked her.

"Ditto."

I put her in her holding cell and shut the door. She just sat down and smiled at me through the bars. She knew she'd be out soon, and I believed her.

I am so thankful I don't have any paperwork to do tonight. I just want to have fun. Get drunk. And screw someone pretty. That blonde over there's sexy.

I walked over to her and started talking, "hey babe, name's Tony."

"Hi Tony, I'm Liz," the blonde said turning round to shake my hand. Fuck.

"How?" I asked, wasn't she in a holding cell? How did she get out?

"I have a good lawyer," she smiled turning back to the bar, "can I get ya something."

"I can get my own beer," I said in a stuck-up way.

"That's nice," she said gulping down her vodka

****ADULTS ONLY PART!****

Liz' POV

His tongue was down my throat and my legs were wrapped around his body, his very muscled body. I quickly unbuttoned his shirt and he ripped mine off. God he was sexy. But then he pulled away from my embrace, "Gibbs must never know."

"Definitely," I replied then we were attached again. He pushed me down onto his bed and I pulled him on top of me. Here was where I wanted to be.

I woke up, our naked bodies entangled in each other.

"Morning," Tony smiled at me.

"Morning," I said with a smile on my face, he looked even more fucking gorgeous in the morning sunlight. Why did he have to work under both my parents?

"Want to get up and get some breakie?" Tony asked me, tracing my breast with his fingertip.

"Yummy," I smiled, kissing softly and untangling myself from his sweaty, muscled body, "Wait. What's the time?"

"Six," Tony smiled, "I don't have to start work for another hour."

"I…I have to go," I said piling my clothes on. "How far away's Jen… Director Shepard's house?"

"At least seven miles," he said looking at me confused, "you wana ride?"

"Don't worry," I smiled at him, "I'll run." Then I bent down and kissed him softly. Why did he have to be so sexy?

"Wana ride?" I turned to see Jen sitting in her car, windows down.

"Thank you," I smiled getting in and dropping my stilettos to the ground, I was covered in sweat from the run, and last night.

"What were you up to last night," Jen asked me, her voice was laughing at me.

"Do you really have to ask?" I smiled back, I could tell she was laughing on the inside. Jen just wasn't one to laugh out loud. Too polite. But then a laugh broke through, one laugh, it lasted about…umm… one second. More like a cough, but not a cough, you know?

"We just have to stop into the office," Jen smiled, placing her eyes back onto the road. I looked at the time. Seven thirty. What time did Tony say he had to go in? Seven. Dam. Why me?

"Sure," I smiled a fake smile, trying to hide my feelings.

"Will you help me bring some stuff to the car?" Jenny asked, she knew! Didn't she! But how? That's it, she knows something, but she doesn't know what.

"No problem," then I remembered, I am in my far-to-skinny jeans and my far-to-tight tank, and covered in sweat. Fantastic, I thought pushing my hand through my hair, which was knotted. Great.

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Tony's POV

"We found the murder weapon boss," Probbie said happily.

"Nice Probbie," I said sarcastically, he just threw me a look, it was crack up! And I couldn't keep in my laughter. As usual, that calls for the head-lap.

I was surprised when the elevator dinged open and the director came out, she was always super early, but I was even more surprised when Liz followed her out. She was still in her clothes from last night, and covered in sweat, why hadn't she had a shower?

I was going to say hello but the look in her eyes told me not to. "Gibbs can never know," I remembered, hadn't I said that? He would probably kill me.

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Abby's POV

Who was she? I asked myself, all that blonde hair. Gibbs had told me I had to work out the tattoo on her back. My guess at the time was that it meant nothing, that she'd just got it to look cool. But then I got studying the patterns. It had a mix of Maori, Brazilian, and Mayan designs. The big part in the middle was a mixed symbol for death, then she had pretty much anyone you could think of, friends, family, everyone. Then inside the death symbol was the symbol for life and inside it was something written in Japanese.

I opened up a translator on my baby. I typed in what it said and it roughly translated to Jenny. Did that mean director Shepard?

"Got something for me Abbs?" Gibbs asked, and I jumped, as always.

"Yup," I smiled, than explained everything.

"What's that?" Gibbs asked pointing at the photo. I magnified it onto the computer. It was writing. How could any tattoo artist could write that small? It read, "my love will always go to the one who saved me, Gethro." I looked up at Gibbs, but he was already gone.