A/N- Thank you all for the reviews. My new goal is to get people to R&R my other stories. (I can dream). Sorry for the delay in updates. Thank you to all the people who continue reading this story, even though I never update. And thank you to CBS for making this show, because I am like obssesed with it. Um, that's all I have to say for now, but I will probable have more to say by the end of the chapter, so yeah. And read my other fanfics!

Four Months Ago

"Where is she McGee?" Gibbs asked, walking into the bullpen with a fresh coffee in his hand. DiNozzo and Ziva had only been gone for three hours and the silver-haired fox was on his umpteenth cup. Gibbs was trying his best to project a calm and collected air, but he didn't have the energy.

"All I've got so far, Boss, is that a call was made to Tony's phone at 10:02. The number was (655)-270-3152. The call was made from a disposable, but it is still on, so I should be able to trace its location." The younger agent read off his computer screen.

"So where id it McGee?" Gibbs demanded.

"Triangulating now Boss."

There was a pause.

"The call came from within fifty meters of Tony's apartment. It looks like the building next door." McGee clarified.

"Grab your gear, McGee. Call Ziva. I'm going to tell Vance what's going on." Gibbs said, heading to MTAC.

"What do I tell Ziva?" McGee called, but Gibbs couldn't hear him, or didn't want to.

"Boss?"

"Boss?"

Gibbs entered the director's office without knocking, as was his norm. He was unsurprised to find the desk empty, though it sent waves of sadness through his chest. Gone were the days when he could expect Jen to be in her office, ready to get out and help him on his latest expedition. The plasma was off, and Leon's secretary hadn't seen him since around nine. The flustered girl scurried into the office behind Gibbs, asking if there was anything she could help him with and telling him he shouldn't be in the director's office. Gibbs did not have the patience to deal with this. He glared at her and she rushed out of the room, closing the door behind her.

The usually strong, quiet man collapsed onto the couch where he and Jenny had spent so many sleepless nights. They would spread the paperwork that neither of them wanted to do on the table, eat steak, and drink wine. The would enjoy the quiet of the other's company, even though both knew that their togetherness would be short-lived. They only had the rare night to spend together. Gibbs had broken his own rule, and nobody could find out. As far as the others knew rule twelve was not hypocritical.

Gibbs forced his mind from thoughts of his dead love. He went to the cabinet that Jenny had kept hidden behind the bookshelf. Vance was never a field agent, and didn't know about the hidden spots all around NCIS where Jen and Gibbs would hide their notes to each other. But not only notes had been hidden. In this particular spot, Gibbs had kept an amount of paperwork that allowed him to claim any case he wanted, Naval or not. In this case the murder of Jeanne Benoit. He was just as determined as DiNozzo to find who did this. Gibbs gut was telling him that it was all tied into Jeanne. But like the web of a spider, it had different points. He had no doubt that he was a point, as were Tony and Ziva. Leon was also critical, that Gibbs knew, but he could not help but think that the spider of this web was someone, or something, mush more sinister.

A/N- Dun dun dun dunnnnn! okay that was a little over dramatic. Sue me. What's going to happen? Only I and Falleninlove know! (She is under strict orders to swear at you by the way if you ask her.) So I hope you like. Let me know!