A/N: This is the edited version because I was half asleep when I wrote this and forgot Shannon had red hair… so big thanks to TheBreakfastGenie who saved the day!

Team Gibbs, Vance, and Jenny were standing in MTAC Monday morning, just a weak since Jenny had "come back from the dead," as Abby liked to call it. They were waiting to meet with SecNav to discuss their plan for taking down the Italian mafia. There was a nervous energy in the air, this was a big case and the fate of NCIS was in their hands. They all knew the risks, the challenges that were lying ahead, but they were ready. Or as ready as they'll ever be. SecNav appeared on the large screen and everyone looked at him expectantly.

"Good morning everyone," he greeted.

"Morning sir, how was your weekend?" Vance asked, he was still on SecNav's bad side and he desperately wanted to be on his good side.

"Nice brown nosing attempt Vance." Gibbs and Jenny had matching smirks, Tony laughed then got head slapped by Ziva, and McGee looked away trying to hide his laughter. Vance looked annoyed, but didn't say anything.

"Okay first things first: Shepard, Gibbs, pack your stuff you fly out to Italy tomorrow afternoon. You're mission will be one you've done before: acting as a married couple to get information. The head of the mafia has named himself Bonaventura, which ironically is Italian for good fortune. His real name is Costanzo Bianchi and his wife's name is Elisabetta, according to Intel we've acquired in order to get into Costanzo's good graces you must get along with his wife. This is why you will play a married couple who have just moved to Italy for a change of pace. It's a good cover since as far as I know neither of you speak fluent Italian, it also leaves you wiggle room to create your own lies. Acquire as much information as you can and at the end of each week you will call us on a secure line we give you to provide us with the information. You can expect to be there for at least three months and Jenny I've already ensured there's a doctor there who can attend to you. Any questions?"

"No sir and thank you I appreciate it."

"You're welcome Jenny and how about you Gibbs?"

"No sir."

"Excellent, an agent will meet you at the airport tomorrow at 1600 hours with your tickets and any additional information. Now you two go home to pack and make arrangements. Everyone else is to remain with me to find out their missions."

Jenny and Gibbs got up and walked out of MTAC silently. Apparently SecNav did not know their history or he would never have sent them on an opp that would cause old pain to surface. Even though Jenny had promised not to leave again, this mission was too much like Paris for Gibbs. He wanted to believe she wouldn't leave, but his past experiences told him not to. She loved him, he loved her, it shouldn't be complicated, yet it was. As memories from Paris overwhelmed he knew what he wanted to do. He pulled Jenny into the elevator and flipped the emergency switch. The lights dimmed as Jenny gave him a confused look, but he didn't care. He pushed her against the wall as his lips crushed hers in a long kiss. It was unexpected and rough, filled with their regrets. After a few minutes the need for air became too much and they broke apart, panting.

"Well that was…surprising." Jenny said. Her heart was beating out of control and she couldn't catch her breath. Gibbs had caught her off guard, but for once it was in a good way. It was reassuring to see that he still wanted her. She no longer felt stupid for still wanting him, because he wanted her too. Now all she had to do was prove herself to him, in a way it was like going back to her probie days. She had to re-earn his trust, prove that she wouldn't leave this time. She could explain it to him, but with Gibbs actions always spoke louder than words.

The elevator was filled with a comfortable silence; both were too consumed with their thoughts to talk. But they were hogging the elevator and people needed to use it. Jenny remembered how many complaints she got as director when Gibbs used the elevator as his personal "office." She flipped the emergency switch off and the doors opened. Gibbs raised an eyebrow as she motioned him to follow her. She walked out of headquarters and into the bright sunlight of the warm September day. Gibbs still looked confused, but did not say anything instead he just kept following her. She reached into her bag and pulled out her aviator sunglasses and keys.

"Get in Jethro," she ordered, opening the door to her red Suburban.

Jethro raised his eyebrow, "where are we going Jen?"

"To get you something to keep you entertained with on the plane." She remembered how much long plane rides bore him and how restless he got. If she didn't get him something to do he would go stir crazy, which in return would drive her nuts.

"Since when do you drive a Suburban?" He had remembered her saying they were gas guzzling mom cars and that she would never own one, yet here she was driving one.

"Since I have to drag my nieces and nephew plus their friends around to various activities, I needed something that had a lot of room. And before you say it yes I know I called them gas guzzling mom cars, but some days I feel like their mom."

"What are they like?"

"Who, my nieces and nephew?"

"Yeah, them."

"They're great kids, Lindsey is the oldest, she's twelve, then Liam, he's nine, and last but not least Addison, she's six. Lindsey is the artist of the family, she loves to paint and draw and she's really good at it. She also swims to keep in shape, but I don't think her heart's in it. Liam, is the athlete he plays lacrosse and soccer, and loves to run. He's on a travel lacrosse team that plays all over the state. Then there's Addison, the princess, she loves anything pink and sparkly. She's still trying to find her place but she loves her ballet classes."

"Kelly was the same way," Gibbs said casually, catching Jenny off guard. He never spoke of his daughter, but she was glad he was opening up to her.

"I know you don't like to talk about her but will you tell me what she was like?"

Gibbs sighed, he didn't like talking about her, but he wanted this to work. And the only way this was going to work is if he opened up to her. "She was a daddy's girl through and through, she loved pink, and she did ballet. She had red hair and brown eyes just like her mother. Her favorite movie was Cinderella and she was convinced she was going to grow up to be a princess. She always hated when I left, but she would send me letters all the time. She was perfect."

Jenny hadn't expected him to open so much, but she was glad he did. It was a sign that she had started to get his trust back. But it made her hurt for him; life was so cruel to him. She could've given him a daughter, but no she decided to leave.

"Jethro , if I had stayed in Paris do you think we would've had a family by now?"

"No, I don't," he said unintentionally hurting her.

"Why not?" she asked in a small, hurt voice.

"Don't get me wrong Jen I loved you with everything I had. But I wasn't honest with you and you weren't honest with me. We both had skeletons in our closets we weren't telling each other about and that would've held us back once they surfaced. You were too focused on your career for a family and I needed time to heal. But there's no sense dwelling on the past, let's look forward to the present."

Jenny smiled, happy to know he did in fact love her. "Thank you Jethro for being honest and open with me. I know how hard it is for you, but I appreciate it because we're going to make it work this time."

"It's never too late, Jen."

"No Jethro it isn't." And with that the couple got out of the car at the local Target to get supplies for their next adventure. They didn't know what it would bring, but no matter what they had each other.

A/N: I just googled Italian first and last names so don't take offense! And thanks for reading!