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A/N- I am ever so sorry for the wait. Mock exams are kind of taking over my life at the moment, yet I have managed to get this written. So I hope you enjoy. I think there is one small final chapter/epilogue left. Thanks Kayleigh for your encouragement, let me know when you get to this chapter!

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"M…Mark? But it could be a mistake right? I mean…" Jenny questioned. She was fumbling due to the mixture of surprise and maybe even grief.

"I re-ran the test three times. The chances of it being wrong once are minute; it being wrong three times is nearly impossible, as well as unheard of. I'm sorry." Abby said.

"It's…it's fine. He's dead anyway. So case closed I suppose. Would someone go tell…go tell the Director?" she questioned. "I'm…I am gonna go get coffee of summort. Erm…ye I'll…I won't be long."

They all watched the red head nearly run off. Her walls were coming crashing down around her feet and they all knew she wouldn't let them see her when they were completely gone. Gibbs could feel his heart being torn apart as he watched the woman he loved so much run off nearly in tears. He'd never really seen her cry, not over something that wasn't physical pain. When it was, he was usually too shocked by the words coming out of her mouth to notice the tears.

Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Sara about to go after the older woman. Knowing from past experience now was not the tie to go after her he gently placed his hand on her arm, and in a gentle voice said: "Leave her. You go after her now and if you're lucky she'll bit your head off. More likely though she'll shoot you."

"Thanks." The younger woman replied with a sad smile. "How about me and James go update the director on the case. We were the ones who caught the case originally, well James was. I think it is only right we finish it off."

Gibbs watched as the pair walked up to the director's office. He knew Jenny was lucky to have both of them. It made him slightly happier to know that this past year when she has had so much to deal with that she had them both, even if she didn't have him. "Reports now!" Gibbs ordered as he sat down at his desk. Tony rushed to look as if he was doing something were as Kate just continued to write hers. How they both reminded him of Stan and Jen when they were on his team.

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Half an hour later Gibbs stood up from his desk. "Off to find Jenny." As he marched away DiNozzo decided to enlighten his boss.

"Boss she said she was off for coffee." Tony received a head slap for his concern.

"I'm not deaf DiNozzo, but you're obviously dumb. When she says she's off for coffee she is obviously not."

"You want me to track her phone."

"No DiNozzo. She was my partner I do know a bit about her DiNozzo."

Gibbs stormed out leaving DiNozzo baffled. He stepped into the lift and selected the ground floor. He attempted to run thoughts of when she was his probie. When he thought back to her he remembered that whenever she was upset she would go off on her own. Ducky had said that whilst visiting his father many years ago he had seen her in the grave yard. That was where she would be, he was sure of it!

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Her back rested against the old oak tree that was parallel to her father and mothers graves. It was the exact position she sat in every time she came. Although it had been too long since the last time she was here. Working in London with barely a minute to herself left little time for a holiday. She prayed for them, but it didn't dispute the fact she should have been here sooner.

"I guess I should apologise for not being here more often. Work got in the way again. I think you'd be proud of me dad, I'm assistant director now, working in London of all places. I'm in charge of all field offices and operations across Europe, and I have my own team. But I'm back in DC working a case. Was working a case…turned out Mark, you know my husband well nearly ex, well he was the killer." She paused, swiftly wiping away the tears that had fallen down her cheeks. "There is a plus though, always a plus eh mum? The other team, its Jethro's, it's him and his two new agents. Coincidence I suppose, then again he never did believe in coincidences, luck, fate, one of them anyway… I miss you. Could have really used your advice lately mum, you too dad. Could have used you both, especially with the whole Paris thingy. I might not have ended up nearly ruining my life. I suppose I should tell you now, I think me and Jethro are back together."

Behind her, and unbeknown to her, Jethro appeared. He stayed silent, not wanting to ruin the rare moment she got to speak to her parents. He already knew she had lost them, just not how or when.

"You'd like him dad. He's a marine, just like you were. He'd have believed you didn't take that bribe, just like I did. Anyway, he's…he's brilliant, caring. He looks after me and…I love him. I always have, and the strangest thing is after all that's happens I still thing he loves me."

Jethro stepped forward, placed his hand on her shoulder and sat down beside her. She looked to him, her eyes glazed over with unshed tears. He brushed away the tears off of her cheek. "There's no think about it Jen. I love you, always have and always will." A true smile filled her face.

"I love you too." She replied.

"Jen, I want this to work, us to work. If there is one thing that needs to happen to make this work then it's us being honest to each other. There is something you need to know…about my past."

"Jethro…"

"I want to. You know I've been divorced three times, well I've been married four."

"You're…you're married. I should have known…you've moved on it's only to be-"he quietened her by placing a finger over her mouth.

"I'm not married Jenny. They died my first wife Shannon and my daughter Kelly. Shannon witnessed a murder; she was going to testify against him. NIS put her and Kelly under protection only a drug dealer shot the driver. They were both killed in the crash."

"Jethro I'm so sorry."

"Kelly was eight, the splitting image of her mother. Only she had my eyes. You'd have loved Shannon, Jen, she'd have love you too."

"Thank you. My mother was a nurse – the best. That's how she met my father, she was his burse. One day there was a patient; he was in prison but was suffering from some spasms or something. She was taking blood. Only somehow when the needle was full he managed to turn it around and inject her. The thing was he had HIV. That mixed with the fact that he was a different blood type caused problems. It developed into full blown AIDS and I…I watched my mother dye before my very eyes. A seven year only girl watching her mother dye." She wiped away the freely flowing tears. "My father was a marine, a cornel. I was 18 when he was accused of taking a bribe I know he never took. He wasn't the sort Jethro. Anyway, a month after he was wrongly found guilty i came home to find his body in the study. The ME ruled it suicide, but it never sat well with me, and I know…I know it wasn't suicide, because it was murder."

"I'm sorry Jenny."

"It's life. I got over it."

He kissed her forehead and wrapped his arm around her shoulder pulling her in tight. They sat like that for the next fifteen minutes. Just reliving times bygone with family lost. He stood up and held out his hand. She accepted it and they began to walk away, only he stopped them. He turned around to face the grave and saluted. "I'll do my best to look after her sir, ma'am, because I'm the luckiest man in the world. Semper Fi."

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