A/N: This has a little higher rating than normal - just an FYI to those who are squeamish over such things. I have a busy weekend but will try to get another chapter up on Sunday but no promises. Thanks again to all who leave a review – it means a lot.

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The shrill sound of the alarm blared until Jenny pounded it with her hand. She squinted, trying to make out the time – 0230 – and groaned. She turned over and shook her husband.

"I'll take out the trash later," he mumbled, still half asleep.

Jenny frowned. "This was your bright idea, so you'd better wake up," she whispered, before grabbing him down below to speed up the process.

He woke with a start. "I'm up."

Jenny sighed, exhausted. "You still want to do this?"

He scrubbed his hand down his face. "Yeah, I'm up." He glanced over at her. "You still want to do this?"

"I never said I wanted to do this. I agreed to do it as a reward for not arguing with me yesterday."

"You don't want to, Jen?"

She regretted her words after hearing the hurt in his voice. "I'm tired, that's all I meant." Even in the dark she could see his puppy dog eyes. "Make me want to, Jethro."

"Make you?"

"Get me in the mood. Yeah, that's right. I mean foreplay."

He groaned. "I'm half asleep."

"Fine. I'll just lay here then. Do me," she yawned.

He growled. "This wasn't how it was supposed to be."

"Jethro, make up your mind. Either you just want servicing, and I'll lay here. Or, if you want me into it, help – act like you want me into it. Is that so much to ask?"

"No, I'm just tired too." He fell back against his pillow. "We can't have woken up this early for nothing."

Jenny could already feel herself falling back to sleep. "You'd better hurry. Your window is quickly closing. Feel me up, anything."

Gibbs smiled. "Oh, if you insist." He turned on his side and scooped her towards him so he could spoon her. He started kissing behind her ear, working his way down to her neck as his hands traveled under her T-shirt.

Jenny smiled. "Now that's a good start," she moaned. When he tried to pull her shirt over her head, she stopped him. "Just lift it up. We may get interrupted."

"Pessimist. Won't happen." He lifted it up and moved his mouth downward. He loved the feel of her fingers threading into his hair as he rubbed his face against her breasts. "Shhh, stop moaning. We have to be quiet."

"Fine," she said, biting her lip. She helped out by moving her shorts to just below her knees. "That's as far as they're going. Make do."

He grinned, taking that as an invitation for foreplay to end, so he lowered his sweats and got on top of her. Both smiled with relief after he entered her, happy to be like this – their favorite way of connecting back with each other. Gibbs kissed her deeply as their bodies moved together.

She put her hands across his back, hugging him tightly to her. She loved the feel of his skin, the way his back muscles moved as he made love to her.

He picked up the pace, nearing the finish line – both of them trying their best to not make any sounds but their breathing was labored.

"Gibbs, why are you squishing Genny?"

Jenny's eyes widened as she squealed, a bit horrified to make out the little head that was at eye level with her. She was appalled that Jethro didn't seem to hear him and quickly pushed him off of her. She then lowered her shirt and raised her shorts. "I'm okay, Sam," she said, a bit out of breath as she leaned on her elbow to face him. "Did you have a nightmare?"

A very pained Gibbs rolled over and buried his face in his pillow, inwardly cursing his being tossed aside at a very inopportune moment. He very carefully pulled up his sweats, trying to catch his breath.

"It was scary, Genny. And Simon's still gone."

She sat up in bed and reached for his hand. "We'll look for him some more tomorrow. How about if I walk you back to your room and sit with you until you fall asleep? Would that be all right?" He nodded his head. "While we're doing that, I'm thinking Daddy will have to um… take care of himself." Jenny couldn't really see his face but she had a feeling her husband was probably glaring at her, especially if his growl was any indication.

When Jenny still hadn't returned after 20 minutes, Gibbs went looking for her. He smiled when he found her asleep, half of her sitting in a chair - with the other half sharing Sam's pillow. He gently lifted her off the bed and over his shoulder. When they returned to their room, he laid her down on the bed and crawled under the covers with her.

It felt like only a few minutes had passed but actually a few hours later, the alarm on his side of the bed went off. "Damn it," he mumbled as he shut it off. He nuzzled his wife, whispering into her hair, "Five more minutes." His hands traveled under her shirt while his mouth and tongue made their way to her neck.

Jenny was half awake but could feel she was being molested. "What are you doing?" she whined, completely exhausted.

"I got cheated last night."

She tried to relax, his lips and hands on her body feeling so good. Then Julia started crying, which made Sam start yelling for her to stop. Both adults groaned, realizing their day was starting whether they liked it or not.

A couple of hours later, Gibbs, carrying coffee, and Sam, carrying hot chocolate, entered the bullpen. Tony looked up from his desk and smiled at the visual. The young boy headed straight for the very special agent. "Tony, where's my bear? Is Simon with you?" he asked, a little bit of whimpering in his voice.

Tony and Ziva shared a look. He heard his computer beep with an instant message from her. "You predicted this!" He wanted to laugh but he kept a straight face, reaching into his drawer. "Here you go. He was on the blanket when you guys left yesterday. I made sure to take good care of him."

Sam's eyes lit up. "Thank you, Tony!"

Gibbs nodded his gratitude. "Where are we on the case?"

Tony, Ziva and McGee immediately stood up and joined their boss at the plasma - rattling off the latest details.

Upstairs in the Director's office, Jenny was trying to comfort a fussy Julia, who was in pain due to teething. "I really should buy a rubber suit," she said, looking down at the soaking mess that was now her blouse. "Or maybe I need to store even more clothes here." She smiled and kissed her daughter's head, feeling horrible as she watched her baby pull at her own ears. "There, there, sweet girl. I know it hurts."

Mildred walked over with a washcloth. "Here, this was in the fridge. It should help with the pain and keep her occupied."

"Thank you." Jenny walked back over to her desk and sat down, handing Julia the cloth. "There you go," she smiled. "If that doesn't work, it's going to be bourbon for both of us."

Milded snorted as she returned to her book.

A relieved Jenny noticed it seemed to calm her down. She caressed her head before she opened up a case file on her desk. "Mommy loves you so much, Julia," she whispered.

Down in Abby's lab, Gibbs entered, determined to find out the latest information she had for him. When the Goth spotted him, she squealed with delight. "Gibbs, Gibbs, Gibbs," she said as she hugged him fiercely. "So great having you back." He motioned to his right with a nod. She looked around him. "Sam!"

As she took the youngster into a giant hug, Gibbs smiled. "What'cha got for me, Abs?"

She grabbed the remote and lowered the music. "Nothing you're going to like. In fact…" Abby stopped talking and looked down at Sam's eager face. "Umm…" she said, motioning downward, "probably nothing he should really... you know."

Gibbs nodded. "Sam, have you met Bert the hippo in the other room?"

"Yep."

Abby and Gibbs grinned knowingly at each other. She took his hand, "Come with me, Mini Gibbs, and let's get you… occupied," she smiled to herself as she set him up with Bert. She then put on some music – albeit a bit softer than usual and headed back to speak with Gibbs privately.

Sam squeezed Bert a few times and giggled but was hardly entertained for long. He started walking around the back room. Seeing Abby's computer, he climbed up into her chair and started playing with the keyboard.

Abby was almost done filling in Gibbs when she heard strange noises from the other room. She maneuvered around him to look. "Oh no, Sammmmm!" she yelled as she ran towards him, scaring the boy a little when she pushed the chair out of the way so she could do damage control.

Gibbs joined them, quickly lifting Sam out of the chair and into his arms. "Gotta be careful. Abby's work is very important."

"Put me gown," he pouted. Gibbs sighed and did as he asked.

Abby waved him over. "Sam, I'm sorry I kinda yelled. You scared me but everything looks to be okay. If you ever want to play on my computer again, just ask and I'll totally hook you up with some awesome game to play, okay?"

He went behind Gibbs' leg. After a few seconds, he peered around it at Abby and nodded.

"Still friends?" she smiled, lifting her hand for a high five.

He jumped up and slapped her hand.

"Thanks Abs." He kissed her on the cheek before heading out. "Let's go see Jenny and Julia, Sam."

Abby sighed in relief as she watched them walk towards the elevator. "You're okay," she said, trying to calm down her computer… and herself.

Gibbs and Sam walked into Cynthia's office. Knowing how much his son enjoyed his wife's assistant, he left them to talk while he went inside. He smiled at the sight before him; Jenny was allowing Julia, who was sitting on her lap, to chew on her pinky finger as she read case files. "I take it the tooth hasn't come in," he teased, the corners of his mouth curving upward.

She put the file down and removed her glasses. "Not yet, so my finger's still safe. Where's the monkey?"

Gibbs narrowed his eyes. "Monkey?"

Jenny laughed. "Oh right, you haven't seen it. Is Sam with Cynthia?"

He nodded. "Total flirt."

"He has excellent taste," she smiled.

"I need to see Vivienne, but I'm not sure how I feel about taking him. I'm afraid of another scene like you had. Might be easier to have them talk on the phone. Can I leave him with you and call if she's able to talk?"

Jenny stood up with Julia and walked towards him. "Of course."

Gibbs put his arms around them, leaning over to kiss his daughter on her head.

Sam walked in and frowned. He stomped his foot to get their attention.

Jenny laughed. "Well hello there, monkey. Hey Sam, why don't we show Gibbs what happens with 'flip.' Jethro, pick him up and hold on very tight to his legs. That's it, really press your arms against them." She stood back out of the way.

"Flip," yelled Sam, as he flung his head backwards, shocking Gibbs.

"You could have warned me." But he smiled at the way Jenny laughed and the fits of giggles coming from Sam. He lowered the boy a little bit more so his hands were on the ground and then flipped him over.

He immediately got to his feet and lifted his arms. "Again!" he giggled.

Gibbs laughed. "OK, one more time. And then I need you to go downstairs, get your stuff and come back up here while I go out for a while. Agreed?"

He nodded eagerly. After another round of flip fun, Sam headed downstairs. Jenny put Julia down by her floor gym to be supervised by Mildred. She then nodded for Gibbs to follow her as she walked into the bathroom to change her blouse. "Are you going to ask Vivienne about his schedule? Don't forget you have to meet with the lawyer, probably need to get documents and figure out custody issues." She looked over at him as she was about to button up the clean blouse. She could tell he wasn't listening but rather staring at her chest instead. "Oh come on, already. It's nothing you haven't seen a million times."

He slipped his arms around her waist. "Never tire of that view," he said and then nuzzled her neck.

She blushed, kissing him gently on the temple. "You don't want him catching us again, do you?"

Gibbs rolled his eyes as she finished buttoning up. "That was incredibly painful this morning."

"And embarrassing. At least he has no idea what was going on, but we need to be more careful."

Downstairs, Sam was gathering up his things.

Tony looked over at him. "What's going on, Sam?"

The young boy put this backpack on and walked over to his friend. "I have to sit in Genny's office."

Ziva sat on the edge of Tony's desk. "That should be fun."

"I guess," sighed Sam.

Tony looked at Ziva and back at Sam. "Everything okay, buddy? Rough night?"

"Another nightmare."

Tony rubbed his arm. "Sorry to hear that. What'd you do?"

"I went to see Genny. Gibbs was squishing her but she saig she was okay."

Ziva narrowed her eyes and looked at Tony, who was also confused. "Sam," she began. "What do you mean he was squishing her?"

"He was sleeping on her, but not sleeping cause they were moving a lot and making funny noises."

Ziva's eyes widened. "Oh God. Oh, um, I am sure it was okay."

Tony could barely keep a straight face. "You'd better get upstairs."

"Okay. See you later!"

McGee stood up and walked over to them, incredulous. "Did he just say what I think he said?"

Ziva motioned with her finger to be quiet for a second. She and Tony both stood up and watched until they could see that Sam was safely behind Cynthia's door before they looked at Tim and then at each other and burst out laughing.