Hey Lovelies! So I'm rounding this one out, the next chapter will be the last one/the epilogue. I hope that you have loved Jen and Jethro as much as I have!

Chapter 10 – A Kiss, Rule Twelve, and Director Gibbs

She looked down at her hand and then back up at the man standing in front of her. "Are you even going to ask Jethro?"

"Nah." He took her chin between his fingers and tilted her head back to look in her eyes. "Why ask the question if you already no the answer?"

He didn't let her answer. Instead he kissed her. Not some quick peck on the cheek, not a swift brush of his lips on hers, no this was a real kiss. Tongues dancing, hands roaming, probably never should have been kissing like that in the office, kiss. When Jen finally pulled away to breathe she grinned. "I still think you should have asked."

"Well judging by that kiss I'd say you just answered Jen." She shook her head at him, not looking away until Tony spoke up from behind them.

"What the hell is going on here? What about Rule Twelve? That doesn't apply to Gibbs and the Director?" He turned to look at them and smirked, "Besides I think we have a policy about PDA…"

"Who are you going to turn them in to Tony?" Ziva moved across the bullpen to meet him standing in the entryway. "Themselves?"

The Italian man didn't have an answer instead he stared at his bosses for a few more seconds before turning to Ziva, "But what about Rule Twelve, doesn't that still apply to them?"

"What is Rule Twelve again Tony?" The glint in Ziva's eye said that she had not forgotten the rule at all.

"Never date a co-worker." McGee had joined them at their end of the bullpen, leaving Gibbs and the Director alone in the middle of their empty desks.

"Exactly McGee, and who do we think was the reason behind that rule to begin with?"

"I knew they were together before! Back when they were partners! That's how he found her yesterday!"

"Yes Tony." Ziva smiled as she looked over at her friend and her boss. "Rule Twelve doesn't apply to them because it was created because of them."

"So after all this time Gibbs finally gets the girl huh?" Tony chuckled. His gaze shifted from Ziva back to Gibbs and Jen.

"He's done more than get the girl Anthony." Ducky appeared beside him, having come up to check on the two of them after the way that Gibbs had left downstairs. "He's going to marry her."

"Marry her?" Tony looked surprised, but then Jen moved her hand and he caught a glimpse of the ring that was now sitting there. "The Director is going to be the fifth Mrs. Gibbs?"

"Only because he never got the chance to ask her before now. She should have been the second, and only besides Shannon. But I'm sure that she will be the last." Ducky smiled at the pair as they finally realized they had an audience.

"What's going on over here? Who's working the case?" His tone was entirely serious and the team started scrambling around looking for any material they might have.

"I am Gibbs!" Abby came walking up behind them and Gibbs looked over his shoulder at her.

"Good, somebody around her needs to do something productive today."

"Yeah Boss, just imagine if I had come storming in to my desk with Ziva chasing me and then I kissed her like that in front of the entire agency, how much would you be getting done?"

Jen turned red, and Gibbs rounded on Tony, "Not a chance DiNozzo. Ziva knows better than to break any of my rules."

"Wait?" Abby was looking back and forth between Gibbs and Tony, "What did I miss?"

"It seems Jennifer and Jethro are having a hard time keeping their hands, and their mouths to each other this morning." He gave them a look and they both shrunk back like admonished schoolchildren. "I believe what I should be saying is congratulations though, it's high time the two of you were happy."

He stepped forward and embraced Jenny as Gibbs turned back to Abby, "I'm going to marry her Abs."

"Really?" She squealed, trying to contain her enthusiasm. "You're really going to marry the Director?"

"Yes." Jen turned to face her after embracing both Ducky and Ziva. "He's really going to marry me." She looked seriously at Abby, "Is that okay with you?"

"That's wonderful!" Abby bounced forward and wrapped Jenny in a tight hug.

"Abby, I can't marry her if you suffocate her." Gibbs laughed as the girl let go of Jenny.

"I'm really, really siked Gibbs, that's awesome! I've been saying since she got here that the two of you would be great together. I think Tony wins the pool though."

"Pool?" Jen raised an eyebrow. "What pool?"

"The one on when the two of you would get together. Tony had money on back in the old days when you were partners." Ziva smiled at her friend.

"And just how much money did you have in on this bet Ms. David?" Gibbs shot a look at Ziva and she just smiled.

"None. It would not have been fair to the others."

"Why wouldn't it have been fair?" Tony looked at her incredulously.

"I believe it is illegal to bet on something that is fixed, and in my case it would have been." She grinned at him. "I know everything."

"Everything?"

"Unforunately…" Gibbs chuckled. "If I were ever to hurt Jen, when she gets done with me she will let Ziva torture me. I think it's some best friend code that women have."

"It is." Ziva and Jen exchanged a look and then laughed. "After she keelhauls you I get to use all the fun torture techniques she refuses to allow me to use in this agency."

"Wonderful." He shook his head as he took Jen back into his arms.

It goes to show just how much they didn't care what anyone thought of them that Jethro officially moved into the brownstone that night, and they were married in their back yard the next weekend.

It was small, intimate. They invited his father, and her sister, and all of the team, but over all they were very few. They didn't need something big and fancy, neither one of them was very religious. Ziva was her Maid of Honor, and Ducky was the Best Man. She wasn't a possession to be handed off, and so nobody gave her away.

She walked herself down the makeshift aisle. A loose white dress that moved in the slight breeze, her red curls pinned half up on the back of her head. She was beautiful. They gave short, heartfelt vows, making them up as they went along, and as the sun was setting behind them they became man and wife.

No one was surprised when they walked into the office hand in hand on Monday. And no one said a word when the name on her door and her desk changed to Jennifer Gibbs. Everyone had seen the way that he had reacted when she had been kidnapped, there was no use denying it after that.

The end of the day Monday couldn't come fast enough. She was sitting on the couch in her office with her feet propped up on one of the armrest when he came barging in through the door. "Are you ever going to learn to knock?" She grinned at him.

"No. I don't need to knock."

"Really?" She looked at him, "Everyone else knocks?"

"Even the SecNav?" He raised and eyebrow at her as he started unpacking the food that he had brought up with him.

"Yes Jethro, even the SecNav."

"See I have one thing he doesn't though." He handed her her plate and she took it from him with a raised eyebrow of her own.

"What might that be?"

"My name is on the door now." He leaned over and kissed her before she could respond.

When he finally let her breath she shook her head. "No Jethro. My name is on the door."

"Really? Hmm?" He got up and went and pulled the door open, he pointed to the writing on the nameplate. "See right here. G-I-B-B-S, that is my name."

She rolled her eyes. "What else does it say Jethro? Before the Gibbs part?"

He closed the door and returned to his spot next to her. "Director Jennifer Shepard-Gibbs."

"Exactly." She reached across and used her fork to steal some of the vegetables off of his plate with a grin.