When Jen woke up the next morning she was surprised to find Gibbs still asleep. She must have really tired him out last night, she thought jokingly. She smiled slightly as she slid her hand across his naked chest. They were lying close, his arms tightly around her body. She didn't regret what they had done, something she was afraid she would. She moved her hand from his chest and pulled it through his hair, his beautiful silver hair. As she did, his eyes suddenly flicked open, and his gaze fell upon her face.

"Good morning" she said rather sleepily, still with her hand in his hair.

"Yeah, good morning to you too" he answered without taking his eyes off her face.

"You ok?" Jen asked when he hadn't said anything in a while.

"Yeah, I'm just a bit tired. You never could pace yourself, Jen" he said and they smiled at each other. With his arms in a firm grip around her waist he pulled her on top of himself. Jen laughed. She rested her head on his chest.

"You were quite amazing last night" she told him as he copied her actions and played with her hair.

"Yeah, so they tell me" Gibbs said and Jen lifted her head and pressed her lips against his and left a deep, passionate kiss. When she pulled away she saw his eyes were closed, and she leaned in to kiss him again.

"You were pretty damn good too" he confessed the next time she pulled away, knowing she just wanted to hear his opinion.

"Do you want some breakfast?" Jen asked, knowing they better get up now, or they'd be in bed all day.

"Sure, I need coffee" he replied before rolling over, pinning her to the bed underneath him. Jen felt his body pressing against her own. She saw him leaning in to kiss her, but she covered his mouth with her hand.

"Breakfast" she responded to the surprised look on his face "We'll do this tonight"

"If you say so, Director" he responded

"I do say so, special agent Gibbs" she said, though she knew being his boss could make this situation even more complicated, but she thought she'd save that conversation till another time.

Gibbs looked down at her before he rolled off her and reached for his clothes that had been thrown away across the room. Jen had walked over to her closet and threw Gibbs old NCIS sweat shirt at him.

"You can put this on if you want. It's actually yours, hope you haven't missed it" she said as he put down his shirt on the bed and put on the sweat shirt instead.

"To be honest I didn't know you had it" he said. It smelled of her perfume and he figured she had worn it quite often. Jen had put on underwear and a white shirt that was way too big for her, the sleeves were folded and it reached down to her upper thighs. Gibbs put on his pants as Jen walked into the kitchen to make some coffee.

Jen was feeling quite happy, which felt good because she hadn't been happy since Amy got ill. But now everything seemed to change. She was back together with Gibbs, and his feelings for her appeared to be as strong as hers for him. She instinctively knew he was the love of her life, and she would fight her hardest to make this work, she didn't want this to end the way it had ended the last time. She didn't want this to end at all… But how would that be? Would they get married? Or better question, would he propose? And would she say yes without a doubt? Would they live happily ever after?

Gibbs hand on her shoulder interrupted her thoughts.

"Jenny, you ok?" he asked, concerned. Jen forced a smile.

"Why wouldn't I be ok?" she lied, still with all the unanswered questions in her head.

"You just looked a bit…thoughtful" he said as she turned around to face him.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me" she said and wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. After the kiss she hugged him, and her head rested on his shoulder.

"I don't want to lose you Jethro. I don't want to lose what we have" she said quietly into his ear. Gibbs understood what she was talking about; their relationship, just not why.

"You won't lose me, Jen. And we're not gonna lose this"

"I trust you, Jethro" she said just as quietly as before, but she lifted her head and looked up at him.

"But isn't it too soon to worry? I mean, this is still so new. Hell, I'm still trying to understand that we are…"

"If there's anything our last relationship taught me is that all kind of unexpected things can happen. I just don't want us to screw this up" she interrupted, not letting him finish his sentence.

"Come on, Jen! It's just been a couple of days and you're already afraid of us breaking up? Did I do something wrong? Was it something I said?" he said furiously, taking a step away from her.

"No, you didn't do anything wrong" she said, confused and slightly shocked by his tone of voice.

"Then what the hell is wrong? I thought we were happy, I thought you were happy, but now you're confusing me" he said just as angry. Jen didn't back off, instead she placed her hands on his upper arms.

"I am happy, Jethro. For the first time since Amy got sick I am happy" she shot back almost as angry, and her eyes met his.

"Is that why you're afraid? Because if you lose me, you'll lose that happiness?" his voice was still cold, and he saw the anger rise in her eyes.

"Why the hell did you have to get so angry? Everything I care about is you and Amy, and every time I leave the hospital to go to work I am afraid something is gonna happen to her when I'm gone. Every time you are out chasing a killer I am afraid you'll get shot. Is that so weird? Am I weird for being afraid of losing what I got? That's something you should know a hell of a lot about, isn't it? Losing everything. Aren't you afraid? Don't you care?"

Silence. Jen realized what she had said, how awful she had been to him. Why had she said those last sentences? When she now met his gaze she saw just how much her words had hurt him. She closed her eyes, couldn't stand the look he gave her. She felt him walking away from her, her hands sliding off his arms, falling to her sides. She opened her eyes and saw him standing at the window with his back to her.

"Jethro, I am so sorry. I don't know why I said that. I'm sorry" Jen said, now she definitely had a reason to be afraid of losing him.

"You're not weird" he just said, and then he continued "I just can't believe you're implying that I'm not afraid of losing you and Amy"

"I didn't…" she hesitated; she actually had implied that he didn't care. Gibbs turned around to face her. She dared to take a few steps towards him.

"Jethro, I'm sorry. I don't know why…"

"…you said that" he finished the sentence "I do, Jen. Because you meant it. You want me to take better care of what I got, and you want me to do everything I can to prevent losing it, losing you. Just because I've been married four times doesn't mean I don't take care of my family, it just means maybe I married the wrong women" Gibbs took a step closer to her "I loved Shannon, and I loved Kelly. I protected them with my life, every time I was with them; I was always on my guard. But did it help? Did always watching over them mean they didn't get hurt? We should understand each other; you feel the same about Amy, you want to protect her"

Jen just realized tears were running down her cheeks, and she quickly wiped them away with her sleeve.

"It was stupid, what I said. I know you better than that" she said, feeling a bit awkward. She didn't dare to look at him. What had happened? Why did they have to get into fights like this? Couldn't they just get along, like they had the night before?

Jen was pulled from her thoughts as she realized he was standing right in front of her. She looked up at him and met his eyes.

"Didn't mean to make you cry" he said, and placed his hand on her neck, his thumb grazing her cheek.

"Jethro, I know you care, I just… I don't know. I love you, and I simply want our relationship to last" Jen said before he put a finger against her lips, she silenced.

"I just wanted you to realize I care, ok? I care a hell of a lot about our relationship, but I just think we don't have a reason to worry yet. We both love each other; we both want this to work, what more do we need?" he removed his finger, but she stayed silent, just nodded to tell him she understood, smiled to tell him she was glad they had worked this out. But she didn't dare to speak, she didn't know how little it took for her to start crying, and she didn't want to start weeping again. "You ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, thanks" she answered and forced a smile "I believe the coffee's ready" she added as an excuse to turn away from him, have some time to gather her thoughts. But she couldn't turn; he was holding her tightly by the shoulders.

"You're not fine" he said after looking into her eyes. Jen looked away; she was fine, just maybe not recovered from their argument. He embraced her carefully, holding her head against his chest as he rubbed her back. Jen didn't cry, she didn't do anything but relax there in his arms. She didn't speak, but she lifted her head and looked at him, before she reached up and kissed him lightly, her lips only brushing against his. It was like if she was asking if she was forgiven for what she said, not really daring to deepen the kiss until she knew.

Gibbs told her she was forgiven by opening his mouth and deepening the kiss. Jen pulled away.

"We should eat some breakfast and get ready to go to the hospital" she said and playfully pushed him away from her, before she started to pour them two cups of coffee.

Ok, still no Amy…But I give you my word that next chapter will be at the hospital. Thanks for reading and please leave a review!!!