Once again, Hollis and Gibbs were in Director Shepard's office for a second time. Jenny was not thrilled about the pair being in her office again. She sensed it had to be Jethro's fault. Today, it was hard to give him the benefit of the doubt. She blew out air and rested her head against the back of her chair, waiting to be told of the catastrophe. No one was saying a word.

"Speak," Jenny commanded.

"We have a little issue," Hollis started.

"We?" Jenny glared to Jethro.

"You wanna tell her Agent Gibbs?" Hollis turned to him slightly. She was trying her best not to stare at Jenny. She'd heard rumors about the NCIS Director, but she couldn't tell. The black sweater vest over the dress shirt was doing a good job of concealing the pregnancy.

"No…not particularly," Gibbs mumbled.

Jenny turned her head towards him, narrowing her gaze. "Is this issue going to involve lawyers?"

"It already did," Hollis replied.

Jethro rolled his eyes and looked to the side. Day from hell. Slippery slope. Wrath of a redhead. He'd rather stand in front of a firing squad than be here.

Jenny turned her look to Hollis as she continued to explain.

"It's his ex-wife. She's a material witness."

And she was back to Jethro. "And which ex would that be?" The look on her face was nothing short of what a lioness would look like before attacking an antelope.

"Stephanie."

"What number is she again? Second?" She smiled, not caring if she was visibly enjoying this degree of questioning. He needed to feel uncomfortable. After all, he was the reason she had to finally get into maternity pants today and hadn't aided in her bad day turning into a good day.

"Third," he shot back.

"Ohhhhh, right…"

Hollis bit her lip, shaking her head and staring at the carpet. She'd always sensed a history between Director and Special Agent. It was clear from a mile away that Jenny Shepard was reveling in the visit. Little did she know, she was standing in front of Jethro's fourth wife.

"You lived in Europe with her for a while…Frankfurt?"

"Moscow."

"Two years?"

"One."

"Well, it's hard to live in Moscow with anyone."

He rolled his eyes.

"Do you think he should divorce himself from this case, Colonel Mann?"

"No, no ma'am. No."

"Nor do I. I don't see a problem if you conduct the interview. Do you have a problem with Colonel Mann interviewing your ex-wife, Agent Gibbs?"

"Do I have a choice?"

Why did he bother asking?

"No," the blonde and redhead answered in unison.

Jenny smiled sweetly. "Problem solved."

Colonel Mann left the Director's office for interrogation. Jethro had informed her he'd be there momentarily. He watched Jenny pick up her glasses and put them back on, ignoring him.

"Jen…"

"Yes?"

"Could you have enjoyed that a little more?"

She looked up at him. "I'm sure I could have if I'd told the colonel she was standing in front of your fourth wife."

He glanced up the ceiling, rolling his eyes. "Dammit, Jenny."

"Don't, Jethro. Don't." She took her glasses off, throwing them onto her desk. "It's simple. You tell her the truth. All the others were different. I wasn't here. They weren't shoved in my face. I didn't shove any of my affairs in your face. To top it all off, I'm pregnant and having to see you come into my office with her twice today, Jethro…TWICE. AND don't get me started on Stephanie. If I have to see Stephanie, so help me God..." She trailed off, making a face and shifting in her chair.

"Jen?"

"What?" she snapped, rubbing the side of her stomach.

"You…okay?"

"Fine, Jethro," she mumbled, standing up and stretching her back slightly. She noticed him staring at her. "What?"

He shook his head. "Nothin'."

"Say it."

"Black can only hide so much, Jen."

She threw her pen at him, shaking her head. "You could be a little nicer."

He placed her pen back on her desk and walked closer, pushing the computer mouse over and sitting down. He pulled her to him by her elbows. She stood in between his legs, not making a move.

He put his hands on her hips gently. "Back hurt?"

She nodded her head. "Haven't got the chance to move around too much today."

He nodded his head, toying with the hem of her dress shirt and sweater vest combo. He missed being this close to her. He slid his hand underneath her top. He raised an eyebrow when he felt fabric and not skin. "Jen…"

She frowned. "Maternity pants."

"About time."

"About time?"

"It was dumb to keep buying a size larger pants."

She smacked his shoulder. "Shut up and do whatever," she groaned as his hands began massaging her lower back. As much as she wanted his hands off her, she couldn't tell him to stop. He watched her become jello as he worked out the kinks. He moved her to the sofa and gave her a full back massage. When he finished, he kissed the back of her head. "I should get to interrogation."

Jenny nodded her head and leaned against his chest. "Jethro," she whispered.

He slipped his arms around her. "Yeah?"

"Thank you…but tell her or…" She was quick as her hand found his crotch and squeezed. He whimpered, and she squeezed harder in a more not so nice way.

He swallowed hard and grimaced, nodding quickly. He couldn't move until she let go. It wasn't hormones…just that redheaded temper coming out in her. He slid out from behind her and took a moment to recover from the assault on his manhood before quickly leaving for interrogation.

The questioning of Stephanie Flynn was enlightening to Hollis Man. She admitted, slipping a few times in the interrogation, but she couldn't help it. The woman had been married to Jethro. She didn't know where she stood in her relationship with him if it could even be called a relationship. She didn't know what was going on with him. Stephanie wanted to speak to Gibbs. She wasn't fond of Mann's questions. Gibbs entered the room with two coffees. Hollis closely watched the interaction between Stephanie and Gibbs, closely examining the body language. When Stephanie attempted to get him to talk, he did his best to get away. Jethro did not want to talk. Hollis could sympathize. She always felt there was a part of him that was locked, or he was hiding something from her. From her first case with him, she had a profile done of Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs. She knew about the death of his first wife and daughter. He never spoke of it, and she didn't ask…but there was something else. Maybe the answer was in his marriage to Stephanie…

McGee interrupting broke her out of her thoughts. He informed them Abby had found something within Reynolds' computer. The forensic scientist wasn't originally thrilled with the idea of someone watching over her shoulder, but she warmed up to him. McGee translated the findings for Gibbs and Mann. They'd found a file share of the Element Song. Both investigators were not sure how that was relevant to the case.

In autopsy, Hollis was checking with Ducky to see what he'd discovered. He had bits and pieces of information from Jenny about the day. She had been his lunch date.

"That must have been extremely awkward for all concerned," Ducky said to Hollis.

"What happened between them?"

"You know, a man's heart often tells us how he lived. Sometimes, it might even tell us how he died…but contrary to popular myth, it never tells us how he loved." Ducky put an x-ray up and looked at it. Hollis moved closer to him.

"I'm sorry. I did not mean to put you on the spot."

"You won't find a better man than Jethro. He's a fiercely loyal colleague and friend, but he does come with his challenges."

"Tell me about it," she replied with a laugh. "There's a part of him…I…I don't know…he just shuts me out. I thought maybe it was Stephanie or their marriage."

"They weren't married long."

"14 months."

Ducky turned and looked at the colonel. He realized he may be pulled into dangerous territory.

"Top of my class in interrogation."

"Well, remind me to ask for a highly qualified lawyer should I ever be interrogated by you."

"I don't want to be another one of his mistakes, Ducky. I know he's been married three times."

Ducky straightened. He was unsure if Hollis didn't know about Shannon or Jenny. He decided to assume Shannon. He was familiar with Jenny's temper. He wouldn't be the one to spill the beans about that marriage. He looked at Hollis.

"More than three times?"

"Perhaps I should get that lawyer now," he answered with a swallow. "Uh, married four."

Her breath hitched. "Jethro's married?"

"Well," Ducky hedged and walked away from her quickly. He almost spilled the beans.

She picked up her pace and grabbed him by the arm. "I…I don't understand."

"You should speak to Jethro."

Jethro entered autopsy, and he noticed how Hollis was looking at him. He wasn't sure of the conversation between her and Ducky. In a way, he didn't care to know. They learned Sweigart and Reynold's wife were having an affair. It was time to call it a day for investigating. He slipped out of Mann's sight. He needed to disappear for the night.