Chapter 7

Disembarking in the Bahia de Los Angeles that morning, they had a beautiful view of the hills of the small town. The city known for its competitions of motorcycle and bicycle racing had many roads and a beautiful beach with clear water and a variety of fishes and dolphins that appeared from time to time. Small kiosks were scattered on the sand and there was the Museum of Nature and Culture showing the ancient objects and dinosaurs skeletal.

The town, with less than a thousand habitants, had simple houses, but very well cared and the place was surrounded by several brown hills, where many tourists would venture doing the walking and out of the town there was an old place, which was the mission San Francisco receiving tourists, showing not only the inside of the place, but also historical rocks and offered a bath in the hot springs.

As it wasn't the period of the races, there were few tourists in town and Gibbs found a small kiosk offering fishing poles for tourists to have fun fishing their lunch. Jenny was sitting on one of the red tables, outside, dressed in denim shorts with a green top and low sandals.

The redhead watched the beach, seeing some couples laying on the sand, under the sun, behind her glasses, thinking about the wonderful morning she'd had with Gibbs. Despite having woken up early and made love twice, she didn't feel a bit tired. A sigh escaped from Jenny's red lips, which were curved into a smile, remembering just how careful he had been with her, as much with the sex as with her problems, a side that Gibbs hardly showed and she liked that he guarded for her.

The hickey that Gibbs had given her was still clearly visible, though concealed by her hair, but she was satisfied, and remembered the various scrapes she had left on his back, as evidence of things he made her feel when he touched her.

Jenny opened her purse, pulling out a tube of sunscreen, smiling. The sunscreen had floral aroma and it was Gibbs's favorite one and Jenny knew he would soon be sniffing or kissing her skin, making her heart beat fast. She wanted him again.

When she finished applying it on her face and arms, Gibbs came to her, dressed in shorts and a t-shirt and he was carrying on hands two fishing rods and a cooler, looking pleased. Besides fishing, an activity that he liked, Gibbs would be able to spend the rest of the morning in the sun with Jenny at his side, watching her sunbathe.

That morning had been perfect, from the first time they had made love, to the discussion he had with her for the sake of her health and the sex again. Sex with Jenny had always been intense and when it began, it was difficult to achieve stopping for more than 20 minutes as Jenny intoxicated him with her scent and her body and he was pleased with the scratches that Jenny had left on his back, as if she had marked him as her lover and partner.

Gibbs's eyes wandered from her long legs, to the top that left her shoulders bare and then went to her face, she had a beautiful smile for him, while she rested her face on her hand that was on the table, watching Gibbs and he stopped in front of her with his blue eyes shining with desire.

"Ready?" The redhead asked, standing and Gibbs agreed, kissing her lips.

"Yeah... I could get used to have a life like this. Navigating in Mexico with you and when not ... Expending all day in the bedroom." He said, whispering the last part in her ear and Jenny pinched his arm, but liking the suggestion and giving him an amused smile.

"We'll fish our lunch?" She asked as she walked with Gibbs in the soft sand, heading toward the area for fishing, a bit away from the bathing area.

"Yes." He replied smirking, taking her with his free hand and pulling her to him.

Jenny laced her fingers with his, as they passed by several surfers and some anglers who walked to another fishing area.

A surfer, with dark skin and hair, went ahead of them and smiled confident to Jenny and the redhead raised an eyebrow, while Gibbs looked at him with his cold blue eyes, causing the brunette to leave quickly, intimidated, making Jenny giggle and get closer to Gibbs, caressing his shoulder with her nose as they continued to walk.

When they came to a part of the beach that was covered with rocks, farther to allow privacy, Gibbs put the things on one of the stones at his side as he helped Jenny to climb and the redhead whistled, amazed at the sight. The sun was shining on the clear sea that was calm in that area, with few waves and far they saw a group of dolphins swimming.

"They're so cute." Jenny lowered her sunglass and sat on one of the rocks, removing her sandals and putting her feet in the water, feeling the perfect and cool temperature.

Gibbs nodded, sitting beside her and opening the Styrofoam box and checking the bait that the owner of the kiosk had given him. Fishing was almost as good as building boats because it was a quiet activity in contrast to his work in the NCIS and allowed him time to relax with Jenny, fishing their lunch and kissing.

When Gibbs finished putting the bait in one of the poles, ready to deliver it to Jenny, he turned and saw the redhead wielding a fishing pole and Gibbs looked surprised and admired:

"You've fished before?"

"With my dad, when we traveled to California." She said with a rueful smile, remembering when her father had taken a license and they went to California to visit her mother and sister and fished on the beach, having fun and classifying the types of fish they caught. "But it was a long time ago. Put the bait for me?"

Gibbs took the end of her pole and put the bait on the hook and she smiled, throwing the hook and watching Gibbs work on his pole. His hands were skilled and Jenny remembered the way that Gibbs had handled her body with his hands and she felt the heat rising up her neck, diverting her attention to the sea and smiling at the landscape. Gibbs put his bait and then threw the hook and for some time, the couple stayed in a comfortable silence in that sunny morning.

Jenny touched Gibbs's knee with hers, brushing with affection and he used his foot to caress her foot under water, causing tickles in the redhead, who flexed her foot, trying to push him away from her, unsuccessfully, because he held her foot with his.

"If you keep moving a lot, you'll scare the fishes." He said, raising an eyebrow, with a gleam of amusement in his eyes.

"So stop tickling me!" She demanded, staring at him with her green eyes and soon she felt Gibbs's foot stroking her again, making her laugh against her will.

"I think I got something." Gibbs said after some time, feeling something pull the hook and Jenny watched as he stood it and saw a big fish.

"A big fish, huh?" Jenny said in a sly tone and Gibbs smirked as he stood up and removed the fish off the hook and put it in a bucket that was inside the cooler.

"Someone doesn't seem lucky today." He commented and Jenny just raised an eyebrow, turning her attention to the pole:

"Let's see it, Jethro."

Gibbs then sat behind Jenny, his legs encircling her legs and he let his arms rest around her belly, holding her and watching her fish. Jenny leaned the back of her head on his shoulder as she waited a fish to bit the bait and Gibbs poked her neck with his nose, brushing away a lock of red hair that stood there, gazing with satisfaction that the mark of the hickey was still there.

"Pleased with yourself, Jethro?" Jenny asked raising an eyebrow, watching from the corner of her eye him looking at the mark.

"Very."

"Possessive." She replied, turning her head aside and kissing the corner of his mouth, before turning her attention to the fishery, while Gibbs distributed kisses on her neck and whispered into her skin:

"What do you want to do after lunch, Jen?"

"I was thinking of going to the Museum of Nature and Culture."

Gibbs rolled his eyes, remembering the many museums he had visited with her in Europe. Some of them he had liked and maybe was interested, like the Louvre and a small museum in Russia, but there were many others that she had dragged him and he felt he would die of boredom, without even being able to touch her or hold her because Jenny had been too engrossed with the stories and objects.

"You'll like it, Jethro, they have some guns that they used in the war." She said, knowing how impatient Gibbs could be in museums and she smiled, pleased to see that he seemed to be accepting accompany her to the museum because Gibbs would be next to Jenny.

"And then we can walk through the hills." He suggested, looking at the hills that were around the city, eager to explore them and Jenny agreed, thinking that a little exercise would be good.

"This town is so ancient. It's beautiful." She said while he agreed, rising his lips and nibbling at her earlobe, causing a shiver in Jenny. "Jethro, behave yourself!"

"Impossible. You're using one of your oils from Paris." He said, inhaling her skin and feeling the floral aroma.

"My sunscreen that I buy in Paris?" She laughed, not caring about what Gibbs was doing to her, feeling good and feeling him distributing small bites on her neck.

After twenty minutes, Jenny felt something biting her bait and she sighed, impatiently, staring at the sea and pursing her lips.

"Finally!" And she began to lift the hook while Gibbs laughed.

"Patience was never your virtue, Jen."

"Neither yours, Jethro." She said as a smile spread across her face to see that the fish she caught was almost as large as the one that Gibbs had fished.

Gibbs stood up, pulling the fish off the hook and putting it in the bucket and the redhead asked:

"Want to try to fish another one while I lay in the sun?"

Gibbs agreed, preparing another bait while Jenny got up and opened the bag, pulling out a white towel and extending it into a flatter area of rocks. She removed her top and shorts, putting her sunglasses and lying face down on the towel, feeling the sun on her back and closing her eyes.

Gibbs sat on the edge with his feet in the water waiting for a fish to bit the bait, but looking after Jenny with the corner of his eye, to watch her from anything that could be a threat to her, and to see her white skin get tanned.

Gibbs used the time to reflect, thinking that Shannon would be pleased that he had found a woman like Jenny, with whom he could go ahead and have children. He knew how much Kelly wished she had had brothers and Gibbs and Jenny always loved children.

When another fish bit the bait and Gibbs put it on the Styrofoam with the other two, Jenny had turned with her back on the towel and she flexed her knees, crossing one leg over the other and she had removed the top of her bikini, exposing her bare chest to the sun.

"Jen!" He exclaimed, shocked and the redhead laughed. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Topless. That's when-"

"I know what it means!" He cut her off, staring at her bare chest and approaching in a mixture of admiration and shock, feeling himself hard, as his gaze went to her sunglasses and again to her chest. "I just can't believe you're doing this on a beach in Mexico."

Jenny stared at him behind her glasses, amused. She had never done topless before, although she had had willed to do that in Europe, but with the mind engaged in the mission, she was rarely at the beach with Gibbs.

"Well, it's not every day that the director of a federal agency has the opportunity do go topless without being noticed by a lot of photographers." She explained while giving space for Gibbs in the towel, and she said almost disappointed: "I thought you'd like it."

"And I liked it." He assured her and his eyes flashed with desire and encouraging her. "But I don't want anyone else looking at you."

"Oh Jethro..." She said smiling and Gibbs pulled off his shirt and lifted her red head, lying on his lap and getting a perfect view of her from above, leaning his back on a rock. "No one will look at me because this area is deserted and I have you by my side, scaring any guy."

"You're right."

Gibbs watched Jenny from above, sunbathing and noting her skin turning lightly tanned, listening to her quiet breathing as he stroked her cheek, looking through the lens of her glasses and realizing she was napping. He decided to let her rest a few minutes while the sun wasn't strong, and let his hand wander from her cheek to her red hair.

At eleven, the sun was beginning to get strong and Gibbs noted that Jenny's skin was tanned, lightly golden and a smile spread across his face, as he leaned down, kissing her lips and Jenny mumbled something, opening her eyes and correspond to the kiss, leaning on her elbows to be able to sit and turned to Gibbs, deepening the kiss. Jenny hugged him as one of his arms surrounded her and his other hand stroked a tan breast, earning a moan from Jenny, who felt a shiver in her body, under his warm touch.

"Umm... Jethro, don't stop." Her hands massaged his tanned shoulders.

"Jen..."

Gibbs pressed his lips to her firmly as her tongue demanded passage and he immediately granted, as he changed from one breast to the other, giving attention to the other.

When they broke the kiss, panting, Gibbs held out her bikini top and stood up, whispering in her ear:

"Sexy..." And put on his shirt, while Jenny smiled.

When the redhead finished tying her bikini and wearing her clothes, Gibbs reached for Jenny and the two walked hand in hand, Jenny carrying the poles and Gibbs, the stock cooler and after delivering the fishes at the kiosk, they got a table to wait for the food. Gibbs opened up a bit with her, telling her about his childhood and his time in Stillwater to the Marines.

"So you were a rebellious teenager, Jethro?" She asked laughing and Gibbs glared at her. "It's because I can't imagine you as a teenager."

"Everybody passed through adolescence, Jen." He said, raising an eyebrow and poking her leg with his foot under the table. "And it was the sheriff who was looking for a reason to get me in trouble."

"Relax, Jethro, now you have me to protect you." Jenny said, smirking and Gibbs smiled back. She touched his gray hair, running her fingers down the side and feeling his scalp, watching Gibbs enjoy her touch. "I'm imagining you with the hair almost shaved."

"Sexy, Jen." He described himself, watching her and Jenny brushed her lips on his.

"You still are, Jethro."

When the waiter brought the two fishes with shrimp sauce, rice and salad, they thanked and the two started eating. The food was delicious and Jenny tasted the shrimp sauce, sighing.

"Wow, it's great." She then noticed that Gibbs was watching her with a soft expression, leaving her curious: "What happened Jethro?"

"You're eating Jen. And it makes me happy." He replied sincerely and Jenny smiled sweetly.

"I promise to keep myself healthy." She then looked at the shrimp on his plate and asked mischievously: "Are you going to eat that shrimp?"

Gibbs skewered the shrimp and reached it to her and Jenny picked up the fork, eating it and Gibbs was thinking how much he missed the simple things between them, sharing the food as they had done in Paris, trips and discussions and of course, sex. But now that they were together, no matter where they were, Paris, Washington or Mexico, they would be together on a bed every night.

After lunch, the couple visited the Museum of Nature and Culture, which had gardens, artifacts and historical photos. There were some tourists and the couple eventually found another couple from California. The blonde woman was Anne and her husband was Chris, who was also in the Marines. Soon, Gibbs and Chris were entertained in a conversation about their time at the Marines while the women laughed and walked among the museum's exhibits. The men were walking behind them as the two women passed through various objects and Anne asked:

"So you're Gibbs's wife?"

Jenny denied, thinking of a word that would describe them as she walked toward the skeleton of a marine dinosaur that was hanging on the ceiling.

"We're partners." She said, biting her lip thoughtfully. "We worked together in Europe before I become his boss."

"Interesting. You are from the police?"

"Federal agents. NCIS."

Anne looked surprised and then looked back, watching Gibbs before turning to the redhead.

"He loves you very much, because he can't stop looking to where we are." She said softly, smiling and a small smile appeared on Jenny's face.

"Jethro is a wonderful man. And I'm very lucky to be with him again."

"I'm sure he thinks the same of you Jenny. You seem to be someone who protects everything you love."

"Thank you Anne. But and you and Chris, how did you meet each other?"

"In high school." Chris said as he and Gibbs approached and he hugged his wife and Gibbs walked beside Jenny. "We started dating in our last year before I joined the marines."

"And we've been together since then. I go with him wherever he goes." Anne added with a smile, kissing her husband and Jenny smiled, amazed at the time that they had been together.

"Hey Gibbs, did you visit the San Francisco Mission?" Chris asked as they stopped outside, where there was a display of guns and the two watched with interest, along with the women.

"No. What's there?" He asked as Jenny rested her chin on his shoulder, watching the historic piece from behind Gibbs.

"Besides the historical part, they have hot springs. They're great to remove all the stress of the day."

"Have you ever been there?" Jenny asked and Chris nodded.

"We went there yesterday afternoon. It was one of the places we wanted to visit before we go. Tomorrow morning we are heading back to Los Angeles."

Jenny and Gibbs exchanged a look and he said to the redhead:

"We could go there tomorrow morning before we leave for La Rumorosa."

The couple had changed clothes after leaving the museum and said goodbye to Anne and Chris and headed towards one of the mountains suitable for hiking. The hills were brown and had several cactus there and the place was hot due to being almost deserted and the sun was strong. But the walk was nice and even with the heat making them sweat, there was a breeze in the air.

Jenny and Gibbs walked side by side, at a comfortable pace, without being slow and occasionally stopped to enjoy the view and share some kisses or taking pictures. The walk was nice and after they had already exercised enough when the blue sky began to turn orange, the two left the hill, ready to return to the boat.

When Jenny finished showering, she noticed that there was something wrong with Gibbs. He was in front of the window of the boat that was facing the beach and his shoulders were stiff and when Jenny called him the first time he didn't answer. Frowning, the redhead approached him, touching his shoulder and Gibbs turned.

"Jethro, what happened?"

The man was gritting his teeth and his posture was too rigid, as if he was in pain and Jenny pressed lightly his shoulder, urging.

"It's nothing, Jen." He replied, a little annoyed.

Jenny was worried, knowing how stubborn and proud he was, to admit that he was in pain and she studied his body, searching for any injuries.

"Something is bothering you, what is it?" Jenny's eyes sparkled and Gibbs ended up surrendering, not wanting to lie to her.

"My knee." He replied against his will, hating to show that he was in pain and he rubbed his forehead.

Gibbs had injured his left knee when he had served in Kuwait, but rarely his knee bothered him and he suspected that it was because of the run he had bet with Jenny earlier, in the hills.

"Oh Jethro..." She knew about his injury and, even knowing his answer, she asked: "Want to see a doctor?"

"No." He replied stubbornly and Jenny sighed, releasing his shoulder and thinking of something.

"Go to the bedroom and lie down Jethro." He opened his mouth to protest, but Jenny placed a finger over his lips and said softly: "Once in a lifetime, do what I ask."

"Ok Jen..." He nodded, feeling a stab of pain and Jenny smiled, kissing his lips fondly.

"I'll make your pain go away."

Gibbs went to the bedroom, wary of what Jenny had in mind and the redhead followed him, removing something from her suitcase and entering the bathroom while Gibbs straightened the pillow and lie down, staring at the ceiling. Ten minutes later, the bathroom door opened and Gibbs looked forward, seeing Jenny wearing a white leotard with the front in a heart cut, and her long legs were bare. Jenny held a floral massage oil in hand.

"Jen?" He called, running his eyes over her clothes, genuinely curious and admiring her.

"Jethro." She mocked him, knowing he was getting excited with the clothe she had bought at the store and a satisfied smile appeared on his face as she approached the bed and sat between his legs.

"What will you do?"

"A massage, Jethro. I promise that your pain will go away, trust me?" She asked, staring at him with a twinkle in her emerald eyes.

"I trust you, Jen." He told her, still in awe of her clothes before raising his sapphires to her emeralds, smiling despite the twinges of pain.

Jenny smiled in gratitude, leaning down and kissing his lips, stroking his cheek fondly before turning away and opening the tube, spreading a quantity of oil on hands. She picked up his left foot and began to massage his toes, one by one, pulling them gently and then going to his heel and ankle.

Jenny could feel his body become less tense and he let a moan escape when Jenny's hands started to climb toward his calf, massaging it slowly, first with her fingertips and then with the whole hand, and she leaned her body over him, rubbing her chest on his leg and Gibbs leaned discreetly on his elbows, watching Jenny on her clothes and seeing the valley between her breasts, smiling at the sight.

"Getting better?" She asked as her hands approached to the injured knee and she watched him intently, still worried.

"Uh-huh..." He nodded, closing his eyes for a moment and concentrating on her touch, feeling some of the pain go away. "You are very good at this Jen."

The redhead smiled gratefully as she applied more oil on her palm and began to massage his knee in slow but firm motion, going to the side and using her fingertips and then the entire hand. Gibbs moaned her name as he felt the pain go away and his skin becomes perfumed with the scent of her flowers.

Jenny realized he was no longer in pain and then her hands went through his thigh, over the shorts and her fingers found the zipper and lowered it. Without protest, Gibbs helped her remove the shorts and boxes, but when he started to touch her, Jenny took off his hands and placed them above his head, whispering in his ear:

"I'm not done with taking care of you."

Her lips met his in a sensual kiss and Gibbs's hands stubbornly went to her almost bare back, running his hands inside the leotard and reaching to the small of her back, caressing her lightly tanned skin while Jenny lowered her hands to his member, touching him.

"Jeeeen..." He groaned hoarsely.

Jenny started massaging him with more intensity, laying her body on him and touching his chest with hers, while Gibbs's hands began to wander over the leotard, holding her by the buttocks and deepening the kiss to cover their own moans with Jenny's moments on him.

Jenny felt that he was closer and she broke the kiss, her lips lowering to his member and kissing it. Gibbs felt her lips manipulating him and when he felt it was too much, he brought Jenny up, by the arms and with one hand, he pulled aside the leotard, touching her center, caressing her and after, in a quick movement they became one.

When both parted later, Jenny wiped her lips with her tongue gently, tasting Gibbs and then straightening her clothes and lying down next to Gibbs and hugging his neck as he gave her a peck and rested their hands on her waist.

"Better?" She asked, staring at the sapphire eyes for any sign of pain, still worried, but Gibbs smiled, reassuring her.

"Better, Jen. Thank you." His eyes then raced through her clothes and he asked curiously: "Where did you buy that outfit?"

The redhead laughed, touching his nose with hers and saying:

"That store in San Felipe. There are more from where this one came." She told him with a smirk and Gibbs smirked back, trying to imagine the other models.

Jenny brought a leg up in his left leg, stroking it lovingly and Gibbs brought her closer to him, before covering them with a blanket and Jenny yawned.

"Let's sleep Jen." He said, extending his arm and turning off the lamp, stroking her face and preparing to sleep. "We still have several Mexican cities to explore."

"Uh-huh..." She said and brushed her lips against his, before closing her eyes.

"Good night, Jethro."

"Night Jen, sweet dreams."

Princess Ariel

Who can say if your love grows

As your heart choose?

Only time

TBC

Oh, and about the 3 outfits, I took the idea from that cartoons in the internet, about Disney's princesses dressed liked Miley Cyrus.