Don't Dream It's Over
Chapter Four

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Jenny and Gibbs talked as they ate their meal, their conversation was relaxed but the sexual tension between them was escalating again and if it wasn't for their surroundings the evening could have been mistaken for one of those they had spent together in Paris.

"That was delicious." Jenny said when she had finished her last mouthful and washed it down with a sip of wine. "I must ask you for the recipe!" She joked.

Gibbs smiled and reached for the bottle of wine, beginning to refill Jenny's glass.

"No thanks Jethro, I've still got plenty."

"C'mon Jen, live a little." Gibbs said, still holding out the bottle of wine.

"Go on then." Jenny caved, offering her glass to Gibbs to be refilled. She sipped from it, studying him over the rim of her glass. She almost wished she could predict where this evening would end but part of her wanted the surprise of finding out for herself. She knew that it could end like the night before though, with a simple kiss on the cheek to say goodnight. Jenny didn't want that tonight though, a goodnight kiss wouldn't quite suffice.

"Jenny, why did you really come out here?" Gibbs asked, watching her face for her response.

"I already told you, I had to make sure that you were okay." She explained.

"And that was all?" Gibbs tried to hide it but Jenny could sense the hope in his tone.

"I couldn't let you go off like that and just forget about you could I?"

"I don't know." Gibbs replied. "Could you?"

"Do you always have to answer questions with more questions?" She asked, before realising she had just done the same.

"Okay Jethro, I came here because I wanted, no needed, to see you. I needed to know that you were okay and that you are going to be okay. I couldn't sit behind my desk and think about what you'd be doing in Mexico, I needed to be here for you; here with you. And I'll be here for you as long as you need me to be." She explained.

"Thank you." Jethro replied, taking a mouthful of wine.

"You would do exactly the same for me!" She replied.

Gibbs smiled, nodding. "True."

"I really enjoyed this evening." Jenny said, making a move to leave. She found it hard to stop the disappointment that was beginning to sink in.

"Me too." Gibbs agreed. "I can't believe we don't spend more time together more often."

Jenny shook her head. "I don't know why we don't." She said. "Maybe we should."

Gibbs nodded. "Maybe we should." He echoed.

"I should probably…" Jenny began, standing up and Gibbs followed suit.

"Do you have to?" He asked, moving towards where she was standing.

Jenny shook her head, not trusting herself to speak. Her heart was beating so fast that any words that did come out of her mouth would be in a breathless rush. Gibbs stepped closer to her until there was barely breathing space between.

"Jen." He whispered, taking her face in his hand and caressing her cheek with his thumb. He smelt of mild cologne and wood, Jenny breathed in his scent as they locked eyes. Gibbs slowly lowered his face to her's and began to kiss her softly. Jenny wrapped her arms around his neck; it felt good to be back in his arms once more. She deepened the kiss, pressing her body into his. Gibbs' arms moved down her back, pulling her to him by the waist. Jenny broke away a little; the question forming in her eyes was answered immediately but Jethro. Jenny began to unbutton Jethro's white shirt while he unzipped the back of her dress, letting it fall away so she could step out of it. She knew she had made the right decision now, as Gibbs looked her up and down appreciatively. Jenny smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck once more. Gibbs broke away this time, leading Jenny further inside of the boat and to the makeshift bed he had set up.

"Anyone would think you had planned this." She said with a laugh, sitting down on the bed beside him.

Gibbs smiled but didn't reply; instead her slid his hands over every inch of Jenny's creamy skin. Remembering the places she loved to be kissed and touched the most.

"I…" Jenny began but she stopped as Gibbs rolled her onto her back and pushed her down onto the bed. Whatever she was going to say was erased from her mind.

It was still dark when Jenny left Gibbs boat in the early hours of the morning. She knew she could and happily would have stayed the whole night in Gibbs' arms but it seemed a bit strange. She didn't know if tonight meant anything between them or whether it would change anything. She decided that things might seem clearer in the morning so she collected her things together and redressed before leaving for her hotel. Jenny didn't bother to put her heels back on and walked barefoot along the still warm sand. She was far too busy reliving the night with Jethro that she was totally oblivious to the fact that someone was following her. Back in Virginia Jenny would have been much more vigilant but this part of Mexico seemed a different world and it was hard to imagine any serious crime happening there.

Jenny stopped at the path to put her shoes on before the uphill climb to the hotel she was staying in. She looped her purse over one of the waist height poles that formed a barrier separating the houses and the beach. She was about to bend over to slip her shoe onto her foot when someone approached her from behind, knocking her to the ground. Jenny didn't even have time to scream as the breath was knocked out of her petite body. She hit the ground hard, her knees and hands grazing as she tried to protect herself. Her head connected with a rock, knocking her out cold while her assailant disappeared with her purse. He watched in the shadows until dawn when a man found her and phoned for ambulance. As soon as they were gone and the coast was clear, the assailant replaced her purse over the railing and disappeared into his surroundings.

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