AN: A little bit of a shorter update than the previous ones as we start to get onto the slightly more dramatic side of things. I hope that you like it :-)

The doors to autopsy swished open, "Hey Ducky." Said Jenny

"How are you my dear?" Ducky asked

"Good, thanks Ducky. How are you?" Jenny didn't feel like beating around the bush, not tonight

"Very well." Ducky smiled

"I take it that you didn't invite me down here for a pep talk." Jenny shrugged

"That would be correct, Jennifer. I asked you down here for a different reason." He admitted, "The blood tests that you are after are concerning."

"I know Duck, we can skip over that part." She stated

"Are you sure that you want to have them taken?" he asked, he needed to know that she was sure about this

"As a security measure, yes."

"Okay." He gave in

"But I think that it would be best that we do this whilst Gibbs is busy with a case." She thought aloud

"Yes, that would be more wise." He agreed

"I'll see you later, Duck." She wished him goodbye before walking out of Autopsy and back to her office

"Venti Americano Jamaican Blend, no sugar, no cream." Jenny ordered over the counter of Starbucks.

"Sure Ma'am that will be si-" the employee began to say but was cut off by a familiar voice

"Put it on my tab, Mason," Said Gibbs "And make it two."

"Certainly, Agent Gibbs."

Jenny walked to a nearby table.

"Thank you, unnecessary but welcomed." She said noting that now she owed him a coffee

Gibbs sat down opposite her. She'd had way too many personal encounters with him over the past 48 hours.

"You didn't go home last night." He stated as he took in her appearance, she was wearing her back up clothes that she kept in the office.

"You're fishing, Jethro." She replied

"You didn't answer your cell either."

"I didn't realise I had to, you checking up on me?"

"You're my wife." He justified

"I think we should get a divorce." Jenny started, she had to protect him

"No." He said simply

"No?" she asked him, he was questioning her judgement yet again

"You heard me, Jen."

"Don't expect this to have a happy ending, Gibbs, in case you've forgotten, things are different now."

"Great, back to the Director, when she's done, get Jen to call me." He said as his name was called out, he stood up, handed her a coffee and stormed out of the store.

He was right, he always was.

Just...

Something in her gut was telling her that something wasn't right.

Another morning in the office, signature coffee in hand from Starbucks and his NCIS ID in the other, he swiped through the employee's gate, signing himself in.

"Gibbs." Called the security guard next to the visitors check

"Hey. Morning, Henry." Gibbs replied, walking over

"That sushi place you sent me to." Henry said, crossing his arms over his chest

"What? You didn't like it?" probed Gibbs

"Oh, I liked it fine." Replied Henry, "Only, you didn't tell me that I had to speak Japanese to order." He continued

"You don't order," explained Gibbs, "You eat what you're served with a smile." Gibbs then gave Henry a stick of gum before walking off.

"Just like being married." Gibbs muttered as he walked off, reminiscing about the food that Jenny had once cooked...

And how he coincidentally got food poisoning afterwards.

The elevator dinged and McGee stepped out in a rush, he was late.

Tony was on the phone, "Oh, glad you could join us McTarty."

Ziva was at her desk attacking her computer.

Tim put his things away quickly and sat down; he grabbed a piece of paper on his desk only to notice, "Where is bossman? I need a superior to sign off on this."

"Well hand it over, I'm clearly superior to you in so many ways." Rambled Tony, one arm outstretched

McGee took a different approach, "Where's Gibbs?" he asked Ziva

"We thought that he might be with you." She answered

Tony clicked his fingers to get the Probie attention.

"No, I've been at the range doing my annual qualifications." Explained Tim

"Well, he has not been in this morning and no empty coffee cup in his trash."

"Maybe he had an appointment, doctor, or dentist?" added Tony, "Check his calendar McGee."

McGee raised an eyebrow.

"No. As soon as I go through his stuff, he's going to walk in here. Just forget it."

"I cannot believe this. I'll do it." Volunteered Ziva, "Tony watch the elevator, McGee watch the stairs now." With that, everybody moved.

"Nothing." Said Ziva disappointed, "I don't even think that he knows how to use this thing."

"He lives alone, maybe something happened to him. I mean let's face it, no one would know." McGee started to think

"I would Agent McGee." Said Jenny as she walked in the Squad Room, Ziva ran back to her own desk and sat down, making sure that Gibbs did not see.

The three agents looked at her curiously as she sat down in Gibbs chair, placing her cup of coffee on his desk, with her lipstick printed on the lid.

"Uh." Said Tim

"Don't panic." Smiled the redhead, "Secrets safe with me."

"What secret?" asked Gibbs as he walked in front of his desk

Ziva, McGee and DiNozzo all watched in surprise as he did not even make a comment in regards to her seated at his desk, no one sat at Gibbs desk and lived to tell the tale.

"Ours." Jenny shot at him and raised an eyebrow as she sipped her coffee

"Well then, Director Gibbs, there a reason why you're down here?" asked Gibbs

Ziva and Tony's mouths dropped as McGee's eyes widened.

"Conference room now, Special Agent Gibbs." She growled, her whole demeanour changed as she stood up

Both of the Gibbs' walked into the elevator, the doors closed behind them.

"Whoa." Said Tim

"Yeah." Said Tony

"Director Gibbs? Are you insane Jethro?" Jenny vented

"Well yeah, Jen. I thought it was rather fitting." He said seriously which just made her fume on the inside even more

"Don't be cute, Jethro." She shot at him, she was not in the mood, she already had enough to deal with, let alone throwing a husband into the mix.

"What happened last night?" he tried

"Need to know." She replied

He didn't say anything, as he waited for her to say something.

"Classified." She answered his silent question

"If there was something wrong, you'd tell me, right?" He asked

She didn't say anything for a moment, contemplating her answer.

He stood in front of her, watching for her tell.

"Yeah." She murmured

Her right eye twitched.

Something was wrong.

"I'll see you tonight?" he fished

"I'll be home." She confirmed as she flicked the switch on.

He was worried about her, there was something bothering her.

The elevator sprang back into action, the doors opened and she stepped off and made her way into her office.

"Morning Cynthia." She said in passing

"Morning Director." Said her loyal assistant

She turned her computer on and saw that she had a few emails.

She had one from Hector, with the subject line as Special Agent William Decker.

She opened it up in an instant, it read.

Morning Jenny,
Sorry it took so long to get back to you.
There's a lot of backlog at the moment, hence the email.
Cause of death was a Heart Attack.
Please find attached a copy of the funeral plans.
Speak to you soon,
Hector

Jenny sighed, relief flooding through her.

They were safe.

If only she knew how wrong she really was.

She opened the attachment and saw the dates.

She forwarded the email to Cynthia with the following email attached.

Cynthia,
I need you to book flights and organise a hotel for the day before and after the funeral.
I'll assign two senior field agents.
Thanks
Jenny

She took another sip of coffee, maybe things would be okay.

On to more pressing issues, like her marriage, Jenny thought with a wince.

Tony DiNozzo felt like a kid in a candy store, he was in the Director's office and no one was around, meaning, he could snoop.

He checked out the initial obvious things like photos, books and knick knacks on the shelves.

And then something caught his eye, a vase of flowers on her desk.

He quickly scrambled to them and picked up the card that had 'Jenny' written on it in elegant script that he did not recognise.

Jenny had gone out for a long lunch, deciding that she owed it to herself; she walked into her office and put two and two together straight away.

"There a reason why you're touching my flowers Tony?" she asked in amusement as she closed the door to her office.

Tony turned around in surprise; he hadn't heard her come in.

"Er, I uhm, I was just admiring them, Jenny." Tony said quickly, "Flowers are a passion of mine."

"Really?" she asked, with a hint of 'Yeah right' added to the undertone, "So you would know how rare and expensive they are."

Tony smiled awkwardly, "Yeah."

"And their name." Jenny continued

"Of course." Said Tony, he looked at the flowers again, mentally cursing himself whilst Jenny grinned, "Uhm... Well judging by the colour and uh, of course the green things that they connected to."

"Stems." She interrupted

"Stems," he repeated, "Uh... These... Are right on the tip of my tongue."

"Phalaenopsis Orchids." She clued him in

"Orchids. Of course they're orchids."

Jenny grinned at the situation and then she held her hand out in front of him

He placed the envelope in her hand, "This slipped out when I was sniffing them."

"Ha, sure." She said as she walked around her desk and sat down.

Tony's cell rang.

"DiNozzo." He answered

"Gear up." Said Gibbs before ending the call

"I'll speak to you after the case." Said Jenny

"Yeah." Said Tony before getting up and leaving

AN: What did you think? :-)