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This one and next one which will be up soon used to be one chapter but it got too long so I separated it so this is my Valentine's Day Couple part 1

"Jethro, where are we going?" Jenny asked beside him in the passenger seat as he drove quickly through the Saturday traffic.

"Dinner."

"I know that Jethro." Jenny glared at him. "I meant where are we going? Weren't we going to have a movie and dinner."

"We just saw a movie less than an hour ago Jenny, you can't be honestly tell me you want to see another one. Even Tony isn't that obsessed." Gibbs said as he turned to look at Jenny.

"Watch the road!" Jenny yelled as they almost went over the curbside as Gibbs put all his attention on looking at her. She gave a big sigh as they went back on track, they were going at a crazy speed and making sharp turns again but at least she knew that he was paying attention to the road. "You haven't even gotten your license for a month yet, you should be more careful!"

"Uh-huh" Jenny groaned at his uncaring response.

"Now where are you taking me if we're not going to the movies. It's only five, it's not time for dinner yet." When Gibbs continued to drive forward without the intention of answering her she decided to change tactics and mock him. "You aren't dragging me out of the city for a romantic date under the shining stars are you?"

"Now you're being ridiculous, Jen. Relax, I would never resolve to that kind of thing, that's Tony's expertise. Although you got one thing right, we're definitely getting out of the city."

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Gibbs hit the brake pedal hard as car swirled into the driveway of an old wooden house beside a forest. Still refusing to tell Jenny where they are going, or now where they are, he turned the engine off and stepped off the car. As he shut the driver's side door, a tall young man wearing a western suit and a cowboy boots jumped down the wooden deck and walked towards Gibbs. He took one last puff of his cigarette and threw it on the ground, squishing it with the tip of his boots.

"Probie! It's been a while, what brings you down here today?" The dark brown haired young man said as he patted his shoulders.

"Probie?" Jenny asked, her voice still rough from the thirty minutes of silent ride since they left the city border.

"Since when did you become so melodramatic, dragging girls down here."

Gibbs ignored his comment and turned to Jenny. "Jen this is Mike, an old friend." Then he turned back to Mike. "Mike this is Jen, my girlfriend."

"Jenny Shepard." Jenny introduced herself as she held out her hands. Mike slightly raised his eyebrows, considered for a moment and shook it.

"Mike Franks. Former Marine."

"Former Marine." Jenny stated more than asked.

"Former Staff Sergeant, honorably discharged last year." Gibbs answered for Mike.

"So what brings you and Jenny down here?" Mike asked again, this time pausing slightly before adding Jenny's name.

"Can I not just visit an old friend Mike?" Gibbs responded as he locked his car door.

"If that was coming out of anybody else other than you Probie, I'd buy it but you..." Mike didn't bother to finish as he shook his head.

"You still have the boat in the basement Mike?"

"'Course I do, I can't get that junk of yours out of the basement no matter what I try."

Gibbs smiled at Mike's answer. "Can I borrow your basement for the night Mike?"

"Whatever Probie, I'll just go back to the lake, I never go down there anyway, use it however you want but keep the voices down though. Just because I don't have neighbors doesn't mean there aren't police cars patrolling and I don't want them to think I'm killing someone here if you know what I mean." Mike laughed as Gibbs narrowed his eyes at him giving him the stare. "Have fun, Probie." Mike said again as he left for the lake.

"What's in the basement?" Jenny asked a lot less enthused and a lot more harsher than she intended. But it wasn't her fault she thought herself, she was still ticked off from Mike's comments, not to mention that neither him nor Jethro has answered her question of what's with 'Probie'.

"Just follow me." Jenny immediately softened as Gibbs used his gentle tone, something that in the 16 years that Jenny had known him, she knew he didn't use often. As they went down the stairs Jenny could see a big dark figure of something. She couldn't be exactly sure of what it was in the dark but it somewhat looked like a bench? No a boat. Jenny found out that she was right as Gibbs turned on the light in the basement.

"Did you make this Jethro?" Jenny asked and when she saw the sanding tools sitting at the desk at the far corner she added. "By hand?"

"I used to come down here every weekend when Mike was deployed to help him clean and keep his house and after I was done I started building a boat here." Gibbs explained. Jenny looked at him and suddenly he wasn't strong tough guy everyone saw him as anymore, he was sitting there with his drink which she sincerely hoped wasn't bourbon liked the one her father kept in her house, spilling his guts, to her. She walked around the boat and froze as she saw five letters neatly printed across the boat, it was nothing other than her name.

"Jenny." She whispered without turning to see that Gibbs was now standing right behind her.

"Jenny." Gibbs whispered directly into her ears. "Happy Valentine's Day."

She turned and faced Gibbs who was staring intensely at her, not his usual glare, but a passionate one. She stood on tippy-toe and leaned in to kiss him. Her hands were now playing with his hair and he wrapped her tightly around her waist. They broke apart after several minutes of their tongues making a liaison. Jenny looked Gibbs in the eye and said. "Happy Valentine's Day, Jethro."

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Gibbs stood up from his chair and gathered the dishes together as the three of them finished dinner. After a disastrous fail at attempting to make dinner for three, Jenny offered to take over and make the dinner, and Gibbs had to admit that her dinner was so much better. Even Mike complimented, well to be quoting exactly, "This is the most decent meal I've had in years." , but for Mike it was a compliment that he wasn't likely to give to just about anyone.

"Leave it there Probie, I wash once a week." Mike said as Gibbs was about to start the water at the sink.

Gibbs pretended that he did not notice Jenny's expression of shock and disgust, and replied. "Least I can do Mike."

"Fine with me, save me the trouble of doing it myself." He muttered as he grabbed his bourbon bottle and went outside.

As Mike left Jenny grabbed rest of the dishes and put it down in the sink. "I'll help." She offered but when Gibbs saw her eyed a little worriedly at the sink where several other dishes that wasn't on the table a minute before, he smirked and said "I'll wash, you dry."

Jenny exhaled in relief as Gibbs made the offer. After five minutes, she asked him. "What do you think Tony and Ziva is doing right now?"

Gibbs shook his head and chuckled. "It is none of our business and you should not have forced them to go to the stupid park Jen."

"Please Gibbs do you really think Tony called us yesterday and asked to hang out today because 'it's Valentines day and I think it's important to bond with each other and a movie sounds nice'? It's more Ziva than us really" Jenny asked.

"No, but it's still none of our business even if it was true. Besides since when did you become such a gossip?" Gibbs asked raising an eyebrow which Jenny immediately frowned to.

"I'm not. Look, for over the ten years that we've know him, he's been hitting on girls all the time. Say a sweet line, a gentle kiss, and maybe a cheap gift, but he's never actually used his brains and planned something for anyone really. With his father being a bastard, he's done anything he could to stay out of that house and honestly I think this is the first time he's cared for a girl so deeply."

"Yes you are the love expert Jenny." Gibbs said in amusement as he shook his head and continued with washing his dishes.

When they finished the dishes Gibbs told Jenny that he has secretly took one of the fireworks package his father has ordered for the New Years Celebration several months back and hid it in the basement and they could use it today. Even though Jenny wasn't too keen on breaking the rules, which her father and his father created together when they started dating, that specifically said no dangerous things, she liked the idea so she agreed. She huffed internally to think back about how playing with Gibbs as a kid, he always convinced her to break the rules which almost always ended up in trouble. She swore to herself every time that it was the last time but it never happened. Quite frankly recently she started to break rules without Gibbs around her too. You know when you create your own rules to twist other's rules to suite you that you have been with Gibbs for way too long, she thought to herself.

She grabbed a bottle of water and walked onto the deck and sat down on a wooden chair beside Mike. "Hello Mike." Jenny greeted him.

"Hey...Jenny. You're a lucky women, Probie does really like you." Mike said but Jenny doubt he was really serious considering the amount of bourbon he has now consumed and from a personal experience, another one with Gibbs, she knew that the thing was strong. But seeing that he was half drank she decided to ask again hopefully he'll answer this time.

"Why do you call Jethro Probie?"

Mike sat up straighter and sighed. "Guess Probie didn't tell you huh?" Jenny looked confused so he bit his lip for a moment before deciding to continue. "We met at his mother's grave several years back. He was just going from his mother's funeral, I was 18 then just enlisted, I know I don't seem like the guy who's sentimental, but I was telling the news to my parents. Probie was only 12 then, but he was close to his mother. I walked up to him and talked with him for an hour or so told him where I lived and spend every weekend of the 2 months before my deployment here. Eventually he decided that he wants to be a Marine too. And Probie just sounds much better than his name."

Jenny was overwhelmed by the load of information she has received. Anyone who has known him before his mother's death knew how much he has changed. He was so much happier, and a lot more immature but nonetheless a happy boy. But after his mother's death he changed, Jenny assumed that he missed her since he was closer to her than his father but now she knew the real reason. He found himself a dream, he wanted to serve his country and he has disciplined himself to be able to be a good Marine, to be a men his mother would be proud of. Jenny's own mother left when she was three and have always lived with her father since then so she did not feel responsible to make her proud like Jethro did.

"And I know you think I'm drunk and wasn't serious but I did mean it. Jethro really likes you, maybe even love you if you two weren't sixteen, and you're lucky to have him." Mike said surprising Jenny.

"Jethro in love. Yeah like that'll ever happen" She huffed.

"You know the boat down stairs, it's his second one. He made the first one to another women he cared deeply about."

"His mother." Jenny responded after considering for a moment as his word sank in.

"Yes. How he got that boat out I don't know but I do know that he would have to care deeply for you to replace that boat for yours." Mike explained.

Jenny nodded now knowing exactly what Mike meant. After sitting silently for several minutes Mike broke the silence. "Jenny-"

"What conversation?" Jenny said smiling as she got up.

"Good." Mike said as he took another sip of his bourbon.

"Firework's ready." Gibbs announced as the door slammed open. Jenny joined him at the front door and walked alongside them as they tried to find an open space for the little firework. Gibbs lit one of them up and after a second or so it lit off.

Jenny looked at the beautiful firework and whispered Gibbs in his ears. "This is my favorite Valentine's Day."

TBC and please review