The very last one! I might add something else to this, but I'm not sure if it'll work out, it was just something someone requested in an earlier chapter ;)

Enjoy!

Sexual harassment

Sexual harassment is harassment or unwelcome attention of a sexual nature. It includes a range of behavior from mild transgressions and annoyances to serious abuses, which can even involve forced sexual activity. (Dziech et al 1990, Boland 2002) Sexual harassment is considered a form of illegal discrimination in many countries, and is a form of abuse (sexual and psychological) and bullying. (source: wikipedia)

"Special Agent Gibbs? Do you have a minute?"

"Sure Director."

As they walked off, the team tried to come up with an explination. Anything that could tell them why their boss was in trouble again.

And anything to escape his mood after this little 'chat' with the director.

Gibbs was surprised when they didn't go to her office for their conversation, instead they headed for one of the conference rooms. She opened one of the doors and motioned him to go inside.

"So what's this all about."

"Well, remember that sexual harassment workshop you had to attend a few weeks ago? I just remembered I still hadn't given you your notes."

"Was that the one just before the case with the hummer?"

"Yes, that one."

"Come on Jen, you don't really think I need notes about that do you?"

"Well, it is mandatory. And since you never check your email, I decided it would be better if I just explained it to you in person."

"Mhm..." Gibbs sat down on one of the chairs across from Jenny.

"Right, so there is green, yellow and red light behaviour."

He interrupted her before she could even finish her sentance, "I was still present when she discussed that part Jen."

"I know, but I also know you learn so much better when there are examples involved."Her voice was still cool and collected, but if he looked very closely, he could see she was fighting a smile. This was going to be good. He leaned back in the chair, waiting for her to continue.

"Green light behaviour, that is normal behaviour. Something like what we're doing at this very moment, normal talking." She stood up again, and walked around the table, "then there is yellow light behaviour, when someone shows you pictures of a sexual nature, or a hand that brushes up against your body, or when someone hugs you."

While she said this, she stood behind his chair, he could feel her fingers play with the hair in his neck, then she leaned in more. Her hands roaming over his shoulders and his chest, before hugging him tightly from behind. Her head resting on his shoulder as she whispered in his ear.

"Something like this maybe."

He licked his lips, knowing how much she was enjoying this tease. And to be honest, so was he. The feeling of her breath against his ear, her lips so close to his brought back memories. Good ones. Very good ones in fact. But before he was able to turn his head, to catch her lips with his, she released him.

"And finally there is red light behaviour. One can define that one as delibirate unwelcome touching."

She leaned closer again, but this time, he was able to see her face. After that last trick she tried to pull, he had turned his chair around. This time, she wouldn't get away that easily.

"A good example of that is a slap at the back of the head. Do you want me to demonstrate?"

Instinctively he leaned back a little, knowing she wouldn't hesitate for a second.

"No I think I'll manage."

"Good. Well then. It seems like there is only one thing left. And that is boundaries. It is only appropriate if you keep three feet away from each other at any time while you're working. Just to give your colleaguehis or her personal space." She stepped back, to put the right amount of space between them.

"So I think that was it, are you sure you understood everything?"

"There is just one thing that bothers me."

"And what is that Jethro?"

"Well, you were telling me about red light behaviour, what is the difference between red light behaviour and yellow light behaviour?"

She returned his smirk, both of them knew what he was referring to. She closed the distance between the two of them, again.

"Maybe I'll just have to show you."

He nodded as she leaned in, licking her lips in the process. Her eyes never leaving his, both of them sure the other one would back down from the challange. Then she turned her head away, and softly bit his earlobe.

"Or maybe we'll have to invite Ms James again for a refreshing course."

With a laugh she walked away, knowing she got to him again. She threw a last look over her shoulder as went for the door. He was still standing there, in the exact same spot. Oh she would kill to find out what he was thinking about at this exact moment. She was pretty sure it had to do something with revenge, but she wasn't going to stick around long enough today just to find out.

Jenny tried to open the door, but there was some kind of force blocking it. Then she looked to her left, apparently his hand was the unknown force.

"Can you please lift your hand Jethro? Some of us have to get back to work."

"I just wanted to check if I got everything right. Green light behaviour is talking, just like we are now, right?"

"Right." She turned her head around, not sure what to expect, he ran his right hand through her hair, twirling one of the strands around his finger. His other hand was no longer on the door, instead she could feel it graze her side, following every curve of her body.

"That would mean this counts as yellow light behaviour, right?"

Unconsiously she leaned into his touch, the familiar feeling of his fingers making their way over her body released small sparks inside her, sparks that quickly shot through her spine.

"Ri-ight."

He released the strand of hair, letting it rest on her shoulder. His hand continued it's path, briefly grazing the side of her breast as his hand came to rest on her hip. With his thumb, he traced small circles.

"And this is red light behaviour, right?"

"Not exactly, I think it still counts as yellow light behaviour." She still hadn't turned around, but he took advantage of that fact when he nuzzeled his face in her neck, placing soft kisses on every avaliable inch of her neck.

"What" kiss "about" kiss "this."

"No I don't think it's that either." She leaned her head back a little, giving him more access to her neck.

"It's not?" He stopped suddenly. Her eyes quickly opened at the release of contact, she turned around in his arms, her hands finding their way over his chest, and pulling him just a little bit closer. There was hardly any way to tell where one began or the other ended.

"Red light behaviour has to be unwelcomed.".