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Chapter 4

Genvieve Staton was drumming her fingers against the gray metal desk in the interrogation room. As Gibbs promised, another team had come in and interrogated her about Eric and his life – all the little facts that she knew about him. She hoped that after that she could go back home and take a warm bath forgetting about the day and the look on Gibbs' face when he saw her and when she told him that she wasn't Jennifer. If she was going to be honest, she didn't exactly know if she was Jennifer. She had no recollection of who she was before the last nine months, so she couldn't immediately just dismiss the facts that they were presenting her telling her that she was Jennifer.

The door opened and came in a blur was a woman who's suffocating embrace she immediately felt around her and her high pitched squeal that surprised Genvieve.

"You know, I didn't believe them at first but I should've! You're here! I'm so happy! You're alive! Mommy's alive! That means that you and Daddy could have a second chance, I just hope that he woke up from his –"

"Mommy?" Genvieve asked her shocked. Whoever this Jennifer woman was had a kid? Probably with that Agent Gibbs who seemed the most affected by her appearance over anyone else.

"Yeah! Like you – Mommy, and Gibbs – Daddy?" Abby tried to explain to her. She shook her head saying that she didn't understand what she was talking about. Abby sighed taking the seat that Gibbs had occupied before her sighing.

"Urgh, how about Jethro, do you remember Jethro?" Abby tried knowing that they had both connected with the dog that came in during one of their many cases before the Director's trip to LA.

"Agent Gibbs?" Genvieve asked, how could she forget him?

"No, the dog. Jethro, he came in after --- no? Nothing?"

"Nope, sorry," Genvieve said shaking her head seeing the disappointed look cross the young woman's face. She didn't like that look any more than she liked the look that Agent Gibbs had every time that he would look at her.

"What about… uhm Carson. Mini-DiNozzo, he stayed with you for a while," Abby told her hoping that it would spark something in her memory but Genvieve still kept the lost look in her eyes that she has been giving her. Abby sighed giving her a smile anyway because that was just how she was. "It's okay you'll get it again, I promise. Gibbs is gonna do everything and then you'll remember and be happy again."

"You're a nice woman," Genvieve replied smiling at the young woman's optimism. "But, I'm just here to answer questions about Eric's death."

"Oh, Eric...The dead Petty Officer?" Abby asked. "You know I'm surprised Colonel Mann isn't here."

"... Colonel Mann?"

"Gibbs went out with her for a while, then they broke up and we haven't heard from her again."

"I really don't know what you're talking about," Genvieve said shaking her head sadly. "I wish I could help you but..."

"I was so sure it was you, so was Gibbs, our guts can't be wrong on this one, it has to be you!" Abby exclaimed shaking her head not wanting to face the reality where Jennifer Shepard was once again dead and buries six feet below the ground.

"I know this is hard for you, but I'm sorry," Genvieve said genuinely feeling for the young woman who was so close to tears. Obviously, this Jennifer Shepard they were saying was she was a very loved and cherished person. "I'm not, nor have I ever been Jennifer Shepard."

"Uhm... Can I get a swab?" Abby said producing a cotton stick and holding it up along with a Ziploc bag. "Just... to prove to myself that you aren't Jenny Shepard."

Genvieve smiled at her nodding her head taking the bag and the stick. "Cheek swab?"

"That's be great," Abby said smiling. If this woman wasn't Jennifer Shepard, she was certainly as nice as her and her aurora welcoming just like Jenny had always been for Abby.

"Here you are," Genvieve said handing Abby the sample that she had wanted to prove herself and her identity. She wasn't scared; after all she wasn't who they said she was. As far as she could remember, she was and always has been Genvieve Staton, no more, no less.

"Thanks," Abby said getting out from her chair and reaching over to hug the other woman.

"I'm sorry I wasn't much help Ms. Scuito."

"Don't apologize --"

"It's a sign of weakness," Genvieve said out of nowhere. A flash of confusion was in her eyes wondering where that came from but she shook her head. "Don't know where that came from."

"It's Gibbs' rule," Abby pointed out as she walked towards the door. "You wouldn't have known about that unless you were..."

Gibbs walked over into the interrogation room seeing Abby there. Abby had a guilty look on her face running over to the elevator to get to her lab so that Gibbs doesn't have time to get mad at her. She wasn't even supposed to be over there in the first place.

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