A/N: I hope you're all still enjoying this, sorry its been a while, I've had tech trouble :p Let me know if you like it, and if you have any ideas on what Jenny should do next, do tell me, and I'll try and incorporate it!

"Director Shepard?"

"Ah, Colonel Mann. What can I do for you?"

"Well, I just wanted to ask you if you were alright. I saw you outside MTAC, just staring down at the team, for maybe ten minutes. Is everything OK?"

Jenny took a sharp intake of breath, and tried not to glare at her rival. After all, her plans were in place, and Colonel Mann would be out of the way before she knew it.

"I'm fine, thank you, Colonel."

"That looks nasty," Mann said, gesturing to Jenny's hand. "How did that happen?"

"Car exh-"

Jenny stopped; she didn't really need to discuss how she had burnt her hand on the exhaust pipe of this woman's car right now. Or ever.

"Oh. Right. Well, I'll be…"

"Yes, yes, thank you, yes…" Jenny mumbled, ushering the blond out of her office, to try and break the somewhat embarrassed silence. Still, the car incident was witnessed by only three people; she herself would never tell, Jethro was hardly a talkative man, and as for Mann – well, soon she wouldn't even be able to. Jenny looked out across the Navy Yard, and saw the sun start to shine. Yes, today was going to be a good day.

"If you park up here, then I'll meet you on 22nd Street."

"OK, Hol, I'll only be half an hour.

"Alright," Hollis said as she stepped out of Gibbs' car. "See you in 30."

Hollis clicked along the sidewalk in her heels, her mind lost in a wandering maze, mostly about the case. She refused to let thoughts of Jethro creep in, and of Jenny; there was most definitely something wrong with the woman. The car incident, although they hadn't spoken about it, was still playing on her mind; Jenny hadn't, Hollis thought, been wearing earrings that day. And if that was true, what was she doing under her car? Stop it, she chastised herself. Focus on the case, and not your personal life.

Her mind firmly back on track, Hollis returned to her thoughts about the case, and headed for 22nd Street to wait for Jethro.

"Great, just great," Jenny muttered to herself as she drove around the corner. "I would have to be late today. Ten minutes till Hollis will be in position, and I'm not even there yet."

Growling in frustration at the realisation that she could soon miss her chance, Jenny swung into the closest available parking space – right in the middle of 22nd street. It wasn't ideal, but with any luck, she could remove Mann and get away before anyone suspected a thing.

Hollis started to pace up and down a little area of 22nd. There was still fifteen minutes until Jethro would arrive, and she had absolutely nothing to do. Still, best to just wait here, until he arrived. Sighing, she took a seat on one of the benches outside the library, and waited.

Jenny Shepherd took the steps up the library two at a time. Having contacts always helped; she had been able to persuade the man who owned the library to let her get right on top of the building. With its overhanging ledge, it was the perfect place; having persuaded Jethro to meet Mann there, then ensuring that she would be standing around for a while, all she needed was a weapon. And so, waiting on top of the ancient old building was a lump of rock, just heavy enough to do damage whilst still being moveable. A piece of rock falling on and killing a CID Colonel in the middle a nearly-deserted as it always was, at this time street would be tragic. A tragic accident, of course.

Where was he? Impatient, Hollis started tapping her foot. Her stomach had been bothering her all morning, probably owing to the large amount of bourbon she was consuming at the moment, but it seemed to be getting worse. Still, Jethro would be here so, then she could get moving again; that seemed to help the uncomfortable feelings in her abdomen.

A few minutes later, and he still hadn't arrived. Now, Hollis really was uncomfortable, and starting to shiver. And, why was this street so deserted? It was eerie, really, but it could be worse. She eventually decided to get moving and stood up to start pacing again, allowing a small smile as her stomach thanked her for standing once again.

The rock was in position, and, to her surprise, Jenny found that she could actually move it fairly easily. Now, all she had to do was push it off, and Mann, and all of her troubles were history. Plus, Jethro would be hers. Jenny started to push against the rock, but just as it was about to leave the ledge, she stopped. The damn woman was moving! Still, this building ran almost the whole way along this side of 22nd street, so if she could roll it – which, thankfully, she could – then when Mann stood still, one good shove would do the trick. Jenny, glancing at her watch, realised with a start that it was now or never. Heaving the lump of rock along the roof, Jenny watched her mark closely, praying for her to stop. And she did. Jenny stood back, deciding to take a run at it for good measure, took a deep breath, and went for it. As she slammed into it, she realised, too late, that she was going to overshoot; the damn rock was going to miss Hollis! Too late in realising her error, Jenny watched in horror as the rock sailed over the edge, just as Hollis started to walk down the street again. A huge crash and a car alarm sounding spilt the silence of the air, and Jenny gingerly lent over the edge, afraid to see what damage she had done. Opening her eyes, she looked down in horror at the scene below.

"Son of a bitch!"

Hollis leaped about six feet into the air as a massive crash sounded just metres behind her, followed by the manic blaring of a car alarm. A moment later, Jethro arrived on the scene, and immediately pulled her out of the way, before realising that there was no bomb, no shooter, and seemingly no danger, just a very large roof through the windshield of a car. After double-checking Hollis was alright, he looked back at the shattered car, and with a start, realised who it belonged to.

"Hey," he said, turning to Hollis. "Isn't that Jenny's car?"