A/N: Hey! I've decided not to wait for feed back and just post the whole thing in one day, since I've already written it. I've only just realized how short it is, and i'm so sorry about that- I wrote the story on a notebook first before I converted it and it seemed much more longer in my notebook.
Anyway, enjoy!
Leroy Jethro Gibbs was getting increasingly frustrated. He had tried every interrogation technique he knew and still Rose Murphy refused to confess, or even open her mouth. He was tempted to let Ziva torture her until she confessed.
He burst through the Observation Room and glared at his team.
"David," he barked. Ziva raised an eyebrow in question. "Get Director Shepard here to interrogate Murphy."
Ziva smirked. It was going to be one hell of a show.
Jenny had a way with criminals. She consoles them, convinces them that she understood exactly what they were going through then coaxes the truth out of them. She was a damn good interrogator. It was always fun to watch her interrogate a suspect and even more so to see the smile of triumph light up her face after the murderer was arrested.
Ziva knocked on the door.
"Come in," came the soft voice. She opened the door and walked in. Jenny looked up from her computer and smiled when she saw Ziva.
"What can I do for you?" she asked, gesturing at the seat opposite her.
"Gibbs needs your help." Said Ziva. Jenny looked shocked.
"In what?"
"Interrogation." Said Ziva. Jenny looked at her skeptically.
"Can't he-"
"He tried. Murphy won't break." Said Ziva
"Even when he shouted?" asked Jenny disbelievingly. She had never met a living soul that wasn't scared when Leroy Jethro Gibbs interrogated them, much less shouted at them. She found it hard to believe that the woman didn't wet her pants.
Ziva nodded dismally. There was a long pause, then Jenny started laughing loudly. Ziva stared at her like she was mad.
"What are you laughing about?" asked Ziva worriedly, wondering whether her friend had gone nuts.
"I was just imagining Jethro's face when Murphy didn't break." Said Jenny, still laughing. "Oh, I would pay a hundred bucks to see that expression."
"I wouldn't." said Ziva, though she smiled. "He looks like the next one to defy him will be murdered."
"Why couldn't the three of you break her?"
Ziva raised an eyebrow.
"What on Mars makes you think we can break her when even Gibbs cannot?" asked Ziva.
"True," said Jenny, nodding thoughtfully.
"Jenny Shepard, if you do not go0 right now, there will be a dead civilian in NCIS' custody and you'll have to explain why she died to the SecNav and the press."
"Let's go," said Jenny, without missing a beat.
On the way to the Interrogation Room, Ziva briefed her on the case and the findings. As she explained, Jenny could see the scene of the murder play in her head.
"…Oh, and Ducky said that there was marks on the backs of the victims, indicating that they were dragged to the beach to hide the bodies."
They reached the Observation Room. Tony and McGee were silently watching Rose twirling a blonde lock, her eyes constantly sliding out of focus.
"Where's Gibbs?" asked Jenny, grabbing the file from McGee.
"Coffee run. He left five minutes ago." Replied Tony, not taking his eyes off of Rose.
Jenny nodded and left the Observation Room.
"Did you call Abby and Ducky." Asked Ziva curiously. She knew that they didn't want anybody to miss their Director in interrogation.
"I called Abby." Said McGee.
"I called Ducky." Said Tony.
Ziva smirked.
The Interrogation doors flew open and Jenny walked in confidently, file in hand.
Ziva's smirk grew wider.
It was time to enjoy the show.
Next up, Jenny's interrogation. I promise a longer chapter.
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