Jen sat at the table silently, staring at her tea while Ziva sat very awkwardly across from her eating breakfast. She was sitting rather rigidly while her youngest daughter watched her like a hawk. Why were those two up so early all the time, Jenny half wondered while she continued to stare at her tea. It was eight in the morning on a Saturday, she wasn't even so sure why she was up.

Ziva hadn't slept after last night's activities, she was scared. She knew it had been a nightmare, but she had also never seen anyone react like that because of a nightmare. She looked up and Jenny and smiled a bit. She saw Katie next to her watching Jenny too. She figured that Katie had the same thing on her mind.

Jenny glanced up at the both of them and pushed herself out of her chair, hugging the housecoat around her tighter, which was actually Jethro's. She made her way outside in the back yard, curling up on the chair outside and watching the grass. The sky was a little gray from the dawn still breaking but the chill didn't seem to bother her. She hadn't slept at all and she'd been feeling pretty apathetic. She rested a hand on her belly, taking a drink from her tea and staring at the wood of the deck.

Gibbs had just woken up and saw that Jenny wasn't in bed anymore, he looked at the clock and shook his head. Those girls got up way to early it was the weekend for christ sakes. He stumbled out of bed and headed downstairs quietly he didn't want to wake up the kids that actually wanted to sleep in. He went into the kitchen and smiled at the girls "You do realize that it is a weekend you should still be in bed" he said as he noticed that the back door was unlocked he went outside knowing that's where Jenny was. "Morning" he said as he walked outside and sat down next to her.

Katie looked up just as her father came in while she was sliding off of her chair and picking up her bowl to put in the sink. "No, you just sleep too much Daddy." She grinned, walking to the sink and stretching to put the bowl on the counter before making a beeline to the living room for Saturday morning cartoons.

Jenny looked up at him and smiled a little. "Morning." She said quietly, taking another drink of her tea before looking out at the grass again. She looked over her shoulder at a scratching on the door and got up, letting Butch out into the yard for a morning run around. She sat down again, looking over at Jethro. "I'm sorry I woke you up." She mumbled quietly, snuggling more into his housecoat.

He caressed her cheek gently "Don't apologize it's a sign of weakness" he teased smiling at her. "How are you feeling this morning" he asked pulling her into his lap and holding her protectively.

She set her cup down on the small patio table and snuggled into him when he held her. "I'm tired." She said honestly. After all she hadn't slept much at all after that. She'd only gotten up so early because she'd been so sick of just laying there all night.

That's not too surprising I'm sure you didn't sleep well after that nightmare" he said caressing her arm gently. "You can go back to bed if you want too, I'll keep an eye on the girls and I'm guessing the others will be sleeping for awhile anyways" he said

She shook her head. "I don't want to sleep." She said, looking up at him. She really was exhausted, but she almost feared going to sleep and it was starting to upset her body. Her stomach was feeling a little off, her head felt a little light, but she wanted to do anything but sleep now. She moved her arms up around his neck and nuzzled his shoulder sleepily

You don't have to be afraid Jenny. No one is ever going to hurt you again" he said holding her tight and protectively trying to make her feel safe.

She got a little tense when he spoke. "Jethro, who's going to stop him from doing it again?" She asked, sitting up and resting her hands on his chest. She tilted her head softly, looking a lot more worn and tired than she had in a long time. Perhaps the sudden drop of caffeine wasn't helping, and it had been well over three months now since it had happened. She couldn't even be sure if it was His or Jethro's baby. She looked away from him at the thought.

Because you're going to tell me who he is and I am going to make sure it never happens again" he said calmly he was going to make sure that the bastered who did this to her paid. "Jenny when did it happen" he asked her as he caressed her face gently again

She leaned into his hand. "I don't... Uhm... ... three or so months ago..." She mumbled, looking away from him again and moving her hand up to rest against his hand.

He turned her face gently so she was looking at him. "Jenny this is not your fault." he said he knew now that the baby might not be his but that wasn't something that they needed to worry about for the moment. He pulled her head in gently so she was lying against him.

She nuzzled his throat softly, taking a slow and rigid breath. She closed her eyes and tightened her hold on him slightly, still a little scared to sleep. She felt safe right there, though. She found herself quickly in a very slow and quiet sleep, snuggled close to him like he was the only thing to keep her alive. She half wondered in her subconscious what had changed there, she used to be so independent and she used to want to be always on her own.