The next morning, Gibbs awakens on his living room couch down in the garage. "You look like you were ridden hard and hung out to dry." Franks cackles from a chair next to the coffee table.
Gibbs glances down and notices that he's shirtless. "I only had two beers over at Voss'." Gibbs grimaces.
"You would need about eight bottles of Bud to get hung over." Franks snickers.
"You find this funny." Gibbs growls and sits up on the couch.
"Damn straight I do." Franks laughs.
"This is just great, Jenny gets a piece of ass off of me and I can't even remember it." Gibbs groans and grabs his shorts from the floor.
"How did you know that there was something going on between you and Jenny?" Franks curiously asks.
"Her scent is all over me."
"Well she did look like a cat that swallowed the canary when I came back downstairs." Franks cackles.
"What happened?" Gibbs asks and slips into his pair of shorts.
"You had one of your Desert Storm nightmares Probie, it was pretty rough." Franks frowns.
"So you went and got Jenny?"
"Jethro I had no choice." "And Jenny was so good with you."
Gibbs gets up from the couch. "Great you got to see us screwing on the couch." Gibbs grumbles.
"No, I went upstairs for about an hour." "Not that much of a perv to watch my two closest friends making out on the couch."
"Damn it!" Gibbs snaps.
"Well she did say that she would sleep good after that." Franks teases him.
"Rub it in."
"You plan on doing something about it?"
"Yeah, I'll ask Abby to come over to watch the twins tonight; McGee is taking over for Ziva for the weekend."
"Some alone time?" Franks shrugs.
"I'm not going to get it here with everybody in the house." "I'll pick her up after work and head on over to 'The Kelly' for a night of romance."
"Think she'll give in this time around."
"I'm not taking no for an answer." "It's time for my wife to come back home and for her alter ego to stay at the office where she belongs." Gibbs snarls.
0930 Hours
Jenny is in the back of her Towne Car, coming back from an early morning meeting with the Homeland Security Secretary Janet Napolitano and SecNav Jarvis. Jenny's Blackberry begins to ring. "Shepard!" She answers.
MTAC
"Ma'am a familiar gray Ford F-250 pick-up truck is following you five car lengths behind you." Cynthia informs her.
Jenny pulls her i-Pad from her briefcase. "Ok I got my i-Pad out." Jenny answers and presses on an app for MTAC video feeds. Onscreen Jenny spots her husband's pick-up truck. "He's persistent that much I'll give him." Jenny giggles.
"What are you going to do about it?" Cynthia curiously asks.
"The St. Regis Hotel is a few blocks away; I'm going to create a diversion for him." Jenny smirks.
"You're bad!" Cynthia laughs.
"No it's the student outsmarting the teacher." Jenny laughs…."Could you call Agent Mann and ask her to meet me at the back of the St. Regis Hotel in about a half an hour?"
"Sure thing!" Cynthia answers and hangs up.
"Melvin, I'm going to make an unexpected stop at the St. Regis Hotel."
"Right away ma'am!" Melvin answers.
"Moron didn't realize I put cameras on the back of my car a few months ago." Jenny laughs.
A few cars away from them, Gibbs watches the Towne Car pull up front, Jenny gets out and goes inside of the hotel. "She must be meeting somebody here for breakfast." Gibbs shrugs.
Five minutes later, Jenny is sitting at a table inside of the restaurant. Melvin walks in and joins Jenny at the table. "Breakfast is on me courtesy of Leroy Jethro Gibbs." "I might be a few hours over at Quantico; I've spoken to the hotel manager already." "He said that you can hang out in the lounge until I get back."
Melvin glances down at the menu. "What should I order?"
"Anything you want?" "While I'm waiting for Agent Mann to arrive, I'll have a cup of Corsica blend coffee and a croissant with strawberry preserves."
Half an hour later, Jenny gets into Hollis' car. "So Jethro was following you." Hollis laughs.
"I'll give him credit." Jenny snickers.
"So what did you do to make him follow you around?" Hollis curiously asks and pulls away from the curb.
"I know that Gibbs bumped into DiNozzo at Starbucks yesterday morning."
"Do you think DiNozzo said something to him?" Hollis asks.
"Not sure, I sent an agent to question Gwen the barista, she'll get back to me later on this morning." "I can't trust Tony, because he disobeyed a direct order involving a case with the FBI, when Ziva was set up by a former Mossad Operative and she disappeared." "NCIS was under orders from the FBI if Ziva should turn up or call one of us that we were suppose to cooperate with them." "I ordered Tony to work with the FBI."
"So he disobeyed orders and worked the op alone."
"And located Ziva in the process, but by then Ziva had called Gibbs down in Mexico to collect on a favor he owed her and he had arrived in back in Washington to help her out." "It was bad enough I had Gibbs thumbing my authority for the five years I was his boss."
"So Gibbs is on to you that you're working the op with another team?" Hollis surmises.
"Might be, but he doesn't know your back in town." Jenny smirks.
"You're so right; this is going to be so sweet sticking it to him." Hollis grins.
An hour and a half later, Gibbs is in the parking garage staring over at Jenny's Towne Car in disbelief. "How long does it take you to eat breakfast?" Gibbs growls and gets out of the truck.
Inside of the hotel, Melvin is sitting in the front lobby reading a newspaper. Gibbs discretely walks in and finds Melvin absorbed into his newspaper. "Wonder if she's inside of the restaurant." Gibbs shrugs and walks off towards the direction of the restaurant.
Melvin smirks over at him. "Subject has entered the hotel lobby." Melvin alerts Cynthia through his COM.
MTAC
"Copy that Melvin." Cynthia laughs.
Gibbs makes his way into the restaurant. The server approaches him. "How many for your table sir?"
"I'm not here for breakfast, I'm looking for someone." Gibbs answers and brushes past him. Scanning the restaurant, he notices that Jenny isn't around. Spotting a busboy clearing one of the tables Gibbs approaches him. Taking out his wallet, Gibbs shows the busboy a photo of Jenny. "Was this woman inside the restaurant?"
"Yes, but only for about twenty minutes, she sat with a younger gentleman."
"I wonder if she has business elsewhere in the hotel." Gibbs inwardly says to himself. "Thanks!" Gibbs nods and walks away.
Back out in the lobby, Melvin continues to read his newspaper. "No he hasn't returned yet." Melvin says into his COM.
"This is too much." Cynthia giggles.
Gibbs returns to the lobby, the hotel manager approaches him. "Sir can I help you with something?"
"I was just looking for my wife?"
"Is she a guest here?"
"No, my wife is the Director of NCIS, Jenny Shepard."
"Director Shepard has a meeting in one of our conference rooms." The manager lies. "I'll leave word that you were here to see her."
"Don't bother; I'll catch up with her later on." Gibbs sharply answers and then glares over at Melvin one last time before leaving the hotel lobby.
The hotel manager walks over to Melvin. "Was that really her husband?"
"Yes, she's working on a classified op that is so sensitive that she has to keep it from her husband."
"I didn't know that NCIS did classified ops." The manager answers with surprise.
"You'd be surprised what NCIS gets into." Melvin laughs.
Quantico, Virginia
Marine Corps Base Quantico
NCIS Headquarters
Jenny, along with Hollis, Southerly, and Estéves are sitting in a conference room with Bob and Carl Voss. "This is the person that hired Merton Bell to go after Mike Franks' daughter-in-law and granddaughter." Jenny informs him and shows Voss and Carl a photo of Omar Masri.
"Who is he?" Voss asks.
"Omar Masri, he's an Iraqi tribal leader." "His son Kathem had an arranged marriage with Leyla Shakarji Mike's daughter-in-law." "Her mother Shada Shakarji is also Iraqi tribal leader." "With the two tribes merged together by marriage it would have made a powerful tribe in Baghdad." Jenny answers.
"So Leyla disgraced her family and Masri's family by marrying an American and giving birth to his child." Voss openly says.
"Omar felt betrayed and felt that his son got disrespected by his peers with in his tribe, that his son committed suicide about a year ago." "He's out for blood and hired Bell to locate Leyla and Amira." Hollis answers.
"If and when Bell hires you and your team, I need to quickly see if you can talk Bell into finishing the job that the three screw ups didn't finish." Jenny instructs him.
"That won't be until Sunday evening."
"Until then we can go over strategy." Jenny nods.
"Gibbs and Mike still haven't caught on yet." Carl laughs.
"That's because I'm one step ahead of them." "They won't know what hit them." Jenny smirks.
While Jenny is at NCIS Headquarters, Ziva and Tony are in the elevator heading down to Abby's Lab. "I don't like this." Tony grumbles.
"McGee and I switching places for the weekend?" Ziva answers.
"No Jenny working solo on this investigation."
"Well I hate to tell you Gibbs and Mike are also working solo on this investigation as well."
"It's Mike's family he has every right to go after Bell." Tony bitterly answers.
"And Jenny is the Director of NCIS and she can choose if she wants to work on an investigation by herself or not Tony." Ziva snaps.
"You're sticking up for her."
"Yes, Gibbs demeaned her authority in front of M. Allison Hart." "Figures the men stick together as usual."
"You're calling me a chauvinist."
"If the shoe fits." Ziva sarcastically answers.
Before Tony can answer her. The elevator stops on Abby's floor, the door opens and Ziva walks out of the elevator. "I'm heading down to Ducky's, with the men." Tony shouts.
"Whatever?" Ziva sweetly answers back.
Inside the lab, Abby is looking into Sterne and Schneider's phone records. "I see they were major players just like a certain Team Leader use to be." Abby laughs at the number of incoming and outgoing female phone numbers on Sterne and Schneider's call logs.
"He keeps up his attitude he'll be a player again." Ziva sighs in annoyance and approaches Abby's workstation.
"Are the two of you fighting." Abby frowns.
"We're having a difference of an opinion about something and he's annoyed that I'm not taking his side on his stance."
"Typical man!" Abby laughs.
"Tell me about it." Ziva mutters…."So what do we have?"
"Nothing of importance, in between assignments for Bell, they would hit the bars it seems, by their credit card transactions, they never paid cash for anything." Abby answers and shows Ziva a print out of Schneider and Sterne's call log sheets.
"There is more to life than hanging out in a bar every night."
"The weekend's fine, you're unwinding from the long work week."
"How hard is it to go out on a date when you're a former serviceman?" "Can't you dress the part when you go out?" Ziva laughs.
"After Gibbs and Stephanie got divorced he shaved the back of his head." "When I would see him in the bar after work, usually Gibbs would be wearing a green military field jacket." "He looked so hot in that and of course jeans would go with his outfit to show off his butt." Abby drools.
"Abby you keep forgetting that Gibbs is a happily married man." Ziva playfully teases.
"I know, I know, but my memories are of Gibbs when he first got divorced and was playing the field for all of the attractive single women, and surprisingly, rich women would go after Gibbs." "He dated a beautiful redhead that drove around in a red BMW convertible for about six months."
"I know all about that Tony told me." "Gibbs was never alone for very long."
"Face it women are suckers for his blue eyes, that draws them in every time." Abby smiles.
"Well in about eleven years from now when Mike notices the opposite sex, that will be one of his assets, having his father's gorgeous blue eyes." Ziva winks.
"So cool I get to babysit the twins tonight."
"I heard and saw." Ziva snickers.
"Saw what?" Abby asks.
"The hickeys on the side of Gibbs' neck."
"So they made up?" Abby nosily inquires.
"I don't know I was up early this morning." "Jenny came out of her bedroom for work, Gibbs came up from the garage around 0700 Hours with his shirt off." "Either way something had to of happened between them and Gibbs wants some alone time between the two of them tonight."
"Well they haven't had much of that since the twins were born; maybe a night of romance is just the thing." Abby winks.
After one-thirty Jenny's Towne Car pulls out from the parking garage. Jenny who had spotted Gibbs' truck in the parking garage. "I'll give him credit for not giving up." Jenny laughs.
"He's like a coon dog." Melvin laughs.
"That's a good description of Jethro." Jenny giggles.
"What time do you want me to pick you up to take you home?"
"Around 1800 Hours, I don't have any ops going on in MTAC, I finished up my case files this morning, so there's no reason for me to be in the office." Jenny smiles.
Ten minutes later Jenny walks into Cynthia's outer office. "Cynthia must be in MTAC still." Jenny notes and walks into her office, where she finds Tony waiting for her on the couch with his feet up on the coffee table. "You better have a damn good explanation for that Special Agent DiNozzo." Jenny angrily chastises him and slams her briefcase and pocketbook on top of the conference table.
"I don't owe you any explanations since you're keeping me in the dark about the Shakarji Investigation." Tony defiantly answers.
Jenny walks over to her office door and slams it shut. "I don't owe your any explanations Tony; I'm the Director of NCIS and chose what information that goes out to my agents." Jenny screams at him. "Now get your feet off of my table and your skinny ass off of my couch."
Tony slowly gets up from the couch and walks over to Jenny. "It's my case." "I have every right to know what's going on about it."
"You have zero rights; you defied me five years ago when you ignored my direct order, when I told you to contact me when you found out where Ziva was at." "My job was on the line." Jenny snaps.
"I thought you were fine with that." Tony swallows.
"Because I thought that you had learned your lesson and wouldn't do it again." "Obviously my instincts were right."
"What do you mean?" Tony shrugs.
"You spoke with Gibbs for about five minutes at Starbucks yesterday."
"You had me followed." Tony protests.
"No I've been having Gibbs and Mike followed." "From what I was told, the conversation seemed to be intense between you and Gibbs that I had an agent question Gwen, she filled them in on your entire conversation with Gibbs."
"I didn't tell him about the Shakarji Investigation."
"But you did tell him that I've been having MTAC locked out and been leaving the building on secret meetings." "It's none of your damn business and it wasn't your place to tell Gibbs what I was doing."
"I was frustrated!" Tony frowns.
"I don't care, how dare you leak information out like that and you were under orders Tony not to speak to Gibbs about anything about the Shakarji Investigation or what I was doing."
"I didn't leak anything out to Gibbs as to what you were doing; I just told him that I finally knew how he felt when you were keeping the La Grenouille Op from him." Tony swallows.
"You still told him what I was doing." Jenny sighs in disappointment, flopping down in one of the chairs at the conference table.
"Like Gibbs was going to-"
"He was following me this morning Tony." Jenny angrily interrupts him.
"Damn I thought Gibbs was the master at tailing people." Tony laughs.
"For security reasons, cameras were installed in the back of all government agency heads a few months ago." "My MTAC Tech's caught Gibbs red handed."
"Jenny I'm sorry."
"Never apologize Tony it's a sign of weakness, and I do not like apologies when you don't mean them." Jenny frowns.
"I guess you're going to demote me as team leader."
"Why would I do that, you're a damn good agent when you're not acting like Bozo the Clown." "I'm just disappointed in you for one, breaking orders once again." "You never would have done that with a male Director." "And two, you still have to go to Gibbs on things without figuring things out on your own Tony." "I never ever called Gibbs for help once I became a Team Leader, I did things on my own and figured them out by myself." "You need to step away from the nest someday Tony and quit leaning on him."
Downstairs Ziva is on the phone with her mentor Monique Lisson." "Thank you Monique, I'll pass that information on to Tony." Ziva smiles and hangs up.
Tony walks out of Cynthia's outer office and locks eyes with his lover down in the Squad Room. Jenny's words keep repeating over and over in his head. "You need to step away from the nest someday."
"By the look on his face, I take it that his meeting with Jenny didn't go over very well." Ziva frowns and watches as Tony walks down the stairs over the catwalk and down the bottom set of stairs.
Tony makes his way over to the entranceway of his section. "That went well." Tony jokingly answers.
"Get your ass chewed out." Ziva snickers.
"Boy did I ever." Tony sarcastically answers.
"Tony you should have let it go."
"Wouldn't have mattered anyway, Jenny was tailing Gibbs yesterday." "One of his stops was at Starbucks, conveniently when I was there having my morning Java Chip Frappuccino fix."
"Tony what did you say to him?" Ziva groans and gets up from his desk.
"Nothing about the investigation, but I did mention that I knew how he felt when Jenny was keeping secrets from him during the La Grenouille Op."
"Such as?"
"MTAC locked out, secret meetings out of the building."
"Tony!" Ziva sighs at his stupidity.
"I know!" Tony swallows and runs his hands through his hair. "After we both left, Gwen the barista was questioned on what we were talking about."
"Tony all of us were ordered not to talk to Gibbs about the Shakarji Investigation."
"I know, I know, I was just frustrated Ziva."
"Keep in mind there are many things that Jenny does that we may or agree with or disagree with, either way she is the Director of NCIS, we do not question her decisions."
"Gibbs use to all the time."
"And for the last time you're not Gibbs, you do not have that leeway Tony."
"And your suppose to be the Probationary Status Agent on my team, how did you get so smart?" Tony smiles.
"I'm a Probationary Status Agent by technicality, keep in mind I've been an agent since I was twenty years old."
"And you were trained by the best." Tony grins.
"Speaking of the best, I just got off the phone with Monique; she got some information about Omar Masri."
"Go ahead?" Tony nods.
"Apparently he's been trying to kill off several other tribal leaders." "He was successful with one; the other survived an attempt on his life."
"Power struggle, is he after Leyla's mother?" Tony sheepishly asks.
"Shada Shakarji has been staying at an undetermined location; she does keep in touch with her daughter via cellphone."
"I guess when this is over and done with, things maybe going in the other direction when Shada finds out that Omar hired Bell to go after her daughter and granddaughter."
"There will be hell to pay, from what I understand; Shada Shakarji is feared throughout most of Baghdad." Ziva smirks.
1815 Hours
Melvin pulls up out in front of the house, Jenny gets out of the car, briefcase in hand. "I'll see you at 0630 Hours on Monday morning Melvin." Jenny smiles at him.
"Have a good weekend Director." Melvin smiles.
"You to." Jenny softly answers and slams the door shut. Melvin knowing that there are agents watching over the house pulls away from the curb. "The first thing I'm going to do after cuddling with my babies is to get out of these heels and suit." Jenny groans and is about to walk up the sidewalk, when Gibbs flips her over his shoulder. "Jethro!" She hisses, dropping her pocketbook and briefcase on the ground.
"Madame Director I'm taking you hostage and there will be no rescue attempt." Gibbs smirks.
From the living room window, Abby, McGee, Mike, Noemi, Sofia, and Leyla stand and watch as Gibbs hauls Jenny into his Dodge Challenger. "The question is whether or not that Jethro will have any workable parts from below the waist when they arrive on 'The Kelly'." Franks cackles.
'The Kelly'
Twenty minutes later, Gibbs drags Jenny down below deck. "How dare you?" Jenny screams at him.
Gibbs picks Jenny up by the waist and puts her on top of the counter in the galley. "You're going to shut up and hear me out." Gibbs growls.
"On what?" "You started this, by showing me up in front of that barracuda." Jenny snaps at him.
"That's not what I'm talking about." Gibbs barks.
"Then what?"
"I wake up this morning, half undressed, and the first thing that hits me is your scent." "We make love in the middle of the night, yes you were comforting me after I had one of my nightmares, but I don't have any memory of it." "You do, I'm not going to be shut out from my wife another night." "Leave the Ice Queen back at the office." Gibbs snarls.
Jenny is about to get off of the counter, when Gibbs stops her with his weight. "Release me!"
"You're not going anywhere."
"You're pissing me the hell off."
"How do you think I felt this morning smelling you on me?" "Then I go to shave and I find your calling card on my neck." "To top it off, you told Mike that you were going to sleep good afterwards." "So it's convenient for you to have sex with me, knowing full well that it might be a possibility that I won't remember in the morning." "Jen that's low."
"Jethro-" Before Jenny can get another word out, Gibbs captures her mouth in a hot passionate kiss, Jenny instantly gives in.
Gibbs unbuckling Jenny's belt. "So glad you dressed casual today." He says in between kisses.
"Tell me you're not going to screw me up against the counter." She groans at the feel of the tip of his tongue circling inside of his mouth.
"It's an idea, but I want to hear you screaming and completely fallen apart before I enter you."
"Oh god!" Jenny cries out.
In the sleeping cabin, two minutes later, the lovers are naked; Gibbs shoves Jenny backwards on to the bed. Jenny stares into the depths of his hungry cobalt blue eyes. "I can't believe I'm giving into the bastard." She inwardly cringes.
Gibbs climbs on top of her. "Damn you feel so good." He smiles and begins to nip along the left side of her collarbone. Jenny lies motionless on the bed, letting him have his way with her body. Gibbs works his way down savoring her breasts with his mouth and tongue.
"This is going to be like Naples all over again." Jenny mentally says to herself.
Gibbs slowly moves his mouth down to her flat stomach. Hearing Jenny's moans of pleasure he descends over to her right hip and nips down to her right thigh, while his mouth continues to move down to her calf, Gibbs' right hand goes in between her legs, feeling the wetness on her arousal. "You want it bad don't ya?" He says between kisses.
"Quit teasing me." She moans out as his fingers draw out her centre.
"I'm dragging this out over to your left leg and then I'll slowly work my way up and once my mouth and tongue reaches its destination you won't know what's going to hit you, you will scream, beg, scream some more and until you are a trembling mess on top of this bed I won't let up."
"Worse than Naples!" Jenny inwardly moans out. Gibbs goes over to Jenny's left calf and slowly and methodically moves his mouth and tongue up her left leg, when he reaches her left inner thigh; he bites down hard leaving several bite marks. "Ow, you-" Gibbs' mouth and tongue goes in between her legs. "Bastard!" She screams out arching up against his mouth and tongue. "Yes!" She screams out over again as his tongue fulfills her secret places. She wraps her legs around his neck and shoulders pressing her heels of her feet up against his shoulder blades. "Don't stop!" She cries digging her nails into the comforter on the bed. With his wife in full orgasm, Gibbs continues driving her over the edge. "Jethro!" She screams out, begging him.
"I can't hear you." He inwardly gloats.
"I'm about to pass out you son of a bitch." She screams out, her body shaking from the after effects from her release.
Gibbs rolls on to his side with a Cheshire grin on his face. "The expression your face right now is priceless." Gibbs laughs.
Jenny rolls on to her side. "It's going to take me at least a half an hour to come down from that so do not think about entering me until then." Jenny warns him.
"I need to freshen up a bit, by then you should be ready for round two." He smirks and gets up from the bed. "Expect this all night Jen."
"What about the twins?"
"Abby's watching them for us." Gibbs grins and walks out of the room.
"Damn I might need an hour to recover from this one." Jenny groans and buries her face into a pillow that's on the side of the bed.
Gibbs after getting a quick shower goes out into the galley and retrieves a bottle of Gentleman Jack bourbon from inside of the cabinet along with one glass. "It hasn't been fun drinking alone the past year."
Inside the sleeping cabin, Jenny is about to doze off when Gibbs walks in. Hearing the sound of bourbon being poured inside of a glass, Jenny cracks open an eye. "You trying to get me drunk?"
"Crossed my mind." Gibbs laughs.
Jenny sits up in bed. "The last time I got drunk, the twins were conceived." Jenny purrs.
Gibbs puts the bottle of bourbon on top of the nightstand and joins Jenny in bed. "Unlike Halloween night 2009, you won't be falling asleep afterwards; I plan on us staying awake tonight." Gibbs smirks.
Jenny takes the glass from him and takes a healthy sip. "Damn I haven't had Gentleman Jack in a while." She swallows hard as the amber liquid burns the back of her throat.
"This is the bourbon we drank together as partners back in the day." Gibbs smiles.
"And it's been my drink of preference ever since." Jenny smiles.
"Coffee, bourbon, and sex, all three compliment us." Gibbs smoothly says and takes the glass from Jenny.
"What a hell of a combination." Jenny laughs.
Gibbs downs his glass of bourbon in one gulp. "Combustible combination!" Gibbs laughs, tossing his glass on top of the nightstand.
"You look like you don't know what you want to do to me first."
"I know what I want to do to you." "I've been planning this all day long."
"So that's the reason why you were following me?" Jenny mentally notes.
Gibbs leans over Jenny. "What was the bath oil you used last night?"
"Lavender!"
"We're taking a bath together Sunday night and I want you to put that in the bath water?"
"Why Sunday night?"
"Because Abby will be in the house tomorrow night and she'll tattle to DiNozzo." Gibbs growls.
"Right she can't stay the night, because she has summer league night on Sunday nights."
"I've had the scent of lavender in my head all day; it was the first thing I smelled when I woke up this morning." Gibbs smiles and captures Jenny's mouth.
Feeling his erection up against her thigh. "I take it there isn't going to be foreplay before sex." Jenny says between kisses.
"We already had our foreplay." Gibbs answers, leaving Jenny's mouth descending over to her neck and shoulder.
"You already had your foreplay." Jenny corrects him.
"Too bad, I've waited long enough and I want to be inside of your body not inside of your mouth."
Jenny arches up against him the tip of his shaft touches her hot wet flesh. "You going to keep talking or are you going to do something about it." Jenny purrs.
"I'm a take charge kind of a guy you should know that by now."
Jenny cries out with pleasure as he enters her fully in one deep thrust. "Take me!" She whimpers and lifts her hips from the mattress. Slowly he moves deep within her. "Yes!" She moans out, digging her nails into the back of his shoulders.
Gibbs wanting to prolong their love making slowly moves his body against her. "I'm going to take charge of you slowly." He grunts out in between thrusts.
"Quit talking and make love to me." She seductively cries out, arching up into him to meet his next powerful thrust.
For ten torturous minutes, Gibbs drives Jenny over the edge with his body over and over again. In full orgasm, Jenny writhes beneath him. "Jethro!" She screams out.
Making eye contact with his wife, Gibbs looks into the depths of Jenny green eyes at the height of his passion. "I love you." He breathes out, his body shudders against her in a fiery release.
"I love you!" Jenny answers back above a whisper, trembling from the after effects from her orgasm.
Gibbs buries his face in between Jenny breasts. "Hold me!"
Jenny stroking his sweat soaked hair. "I'm not going anywhere." She tenderly reassures him, kissing the top of his head.
For several hours, Gibbs and Jenny passionately make love, there week long impasse finally over. "You really need to keep Madame Director at the office, I hate when you bring her home." Gibbs growls, stroking Jenny's hair as she snuggles into the croak of his right bicep.
"Don't show me up in front of a barracuda like M. Allison Hart and Mike Franks." "You do not work for me anymore and I'm tired of you disrespecting my authority Jethro."
"I wasn't disrespecting you; I wanted to show Mike an interrogation with my partner."
"You disrespected me Jethro." Jenny frowns and rolls over and looks up at him. "You disobeyed a direct order not to get involved with the case, you impersonating as an agent to access the Interrogation Room, could have gotten NCIS into big trouble."
"But I am an agent."
"Retired agent!" Jenny corrects him.
"It's still in me Jen, I can't let it go." Gibbs swallows and gets out of bed.
"You think I enjoy watching you unhappy at home."
"No!" Gibbs sadly answers and turns and faces Jenny. "And I shouldn't take it out on you."
"You shouldn't, if anything there should be a fitness test to give aging agents to see if they can still continue working out in the field." "What's embarrassing, you're in better shape than Tony and McGee." Jenny giggles.
"I beat those two losers in a foot race before I got shot last year." Gibbs smirks.
"A ninety year old lady could out run Tony." Jenny giggles and gets out of bed.
"You hungry?"
"Starving and it's all your fault." Jenny teases him.
"Put my t-shirt on so I'm not distracted while I'm making you dinner." Gibbs playfully growls at her.
Out in the galley a half an hour later, Jenny watches as her husband shirtless and wearing his trademark powder blue boxer shorts is at the stove cooking Pasta Carbonara. "You use to cook this after we would have make up sex in Paris." Jenny smiles.
Gibbs draining the fettuccine pasta in the sink. "It's a good energy booster." Gibbs smirks.
"I'm still recovering from the first round."
"To bad!"
Jenny retrieves a large bowl from the cabinet. "Are we eating this in bed?"
"Pasta in bed was the norm when we first started seeing one another." Gibbs answers mixing the contents of eggs, bacon, cream, Parmesan Cheese, butter, chopped parsley, and black pepper in with the pasta.
"No getting drunk and screwing me in 'The Diane' was the norm."
"I liked the morning after when you were hung over, you were easy prey I loved taking advantage over you." Gibbs mischievously answers.
"That's if I didn't have in a bucket or upstairs in the toilet." Jenny grimaces.
"I learned to make sure that you had a full stomach and we stuck to bourbon only." Gibbs answers as he dumps the pasta into the bowl.
"Jethro!" Jenny purrs.
"A huh!" Gibbs grins.
"You are just as easy prey when you're drunk and particularly when you were hung over in the morning." Jenny smirks.
"Name the time and place woman." Gibbs growls.
"The Saturday, Thanksgiving weekend 2009 at your fathers, you were so drunk that you could barely walk." "You laid there in bed like a lost little boy Leroy and laid there while I had my way with your body." "It was a major turn on smelling the bourbon on you that I screwed your brains out."
"Sort of like last night, you have a memory of it and I don't." Gibbs protests.
"Jethro!" Jenny smiles over at him.
"What?"
"You screwed my brains out last night; it was the reason why I slept so good." Jenny seductively answers and walks off towards the direction of the sleeping cabin.
"Who was on top?" Gibbs shouts, picking up the bowl and folks from the counter.
"I was!" Jenny shouts back.
"Damn!" Gibbs groans.
In bed, Gibbs and Jenny are sharing a bowl of pasta, Jenny straddling over Gibbs lower back. "This is so good." Jenny sighs in between bites of her pasta.
Gibbs reaching for the TV remote on top of the shelf on the library. "I wonder if the Nationals have a game on the tube tonight." Gibbs shrugs.
"Jethro, it's around nine-thirty, games more than likely over."
"I need to focus on something while I'm eating." Gibbs answers digging his fork into the bowl.
"Why do you need to focus on something while you're eating?"
"I can feel your nipples through my t-shirt that you're wearing up against my back and it's making me crazy." Gibbs barks, turning on the TV. "The game is still on; pitchers must be walking a lot of batters."
"What else is new?" Jenny sighs.
"A year from now this team will win the division and the Phillies with their aging veterans and over inflated payroll will be in last place." "Mark my words Jen."
"Good, it would be nice and a change in pace for the city, since it's a Redskins town."
"I would like to have a good contending team so that I can take Mike to some ballgames." Gibbs smiles.
"You're looking forward to that." Jenny smiles.
"First ballgame, t-ball game, the first time I take him fishing."
"Still not sure about hunting yet, I know Jack was talking about that when he here a month ago."
"That will be Mike's decision to make Jen, not mine."
After dinner in bed, since Gibbs cooked, Jenny is out in the galley cleaning up. "Since I don't have cable TV in here, I wonder if there's something on PBS." Gibbs shrugs and puts on an old episode of 'New Yankee Workshop'. "Wonder what this is doing on, on a Friday night?" Gibbs shrugs.
Ten minutes later, Jenny walks in. "Oh know you don't." Jenny hisses and joins him in bed, grabbing the remote.
"I'm getting an idea for something Jen." Gibbs protests.
"I'm not watching this crap." Jenny mutters and changes the channel to a reality show
"I'm not watching this crap either." Gibbs snarls and tries to take the remote from her.
They playfully wrestle with one another in bed fighting over the TV remote, Gibbs straddles Jenny and gets his full weight on top of her. "We're wasting a lot of energy fighting over the TV remote."
Jenny turns the TV off and tosses the remote on to the floor. "What did you have in mind?" She seductively asks.
Gibbs pulls the t-shirt over Jenny's head, noticing the bruise on her right hip. "Did I do that last night?"
"Yes, when you pulled me down on you so that you could get better leverage."
"Damn!" Gibbs groans out at not remembering what happed between them the night before. Jenny leans up and kisses Gibbs on the mouth, getting him to go down on to his back. "How hot was last night?" He asks between kisses.
"Remember when we made out in the car down in the Evidence Room?"
"Yeah!" Gibbs answers.
"Hotter!" Jenny seductively purrs capturing his mouth in a deep hot passionate kiss.
0630 Hours
Jenny awakens in her husband's arms; she glances over at Jacqueline and Mike's empty cribs. "Jacqueline, Mike!" She screams out and gets out of bed.
Gibbs waking up from Jenny's screams of anguish gets out of bed and pulls Jenny into his arms. "Their safe at home." Gibbs tenderly reassures her, kissing the top of Jenny's forehead.
"I'm just use to seeing them in their cribs Jethro." Jenny answers with her voice trembling with emotion.
"I know!" Gibbs whispers against the top of Jenny's head. "We needed this night alone together Jen." "It's been so damn long since I've had you all to myself."
"And I enjoyed having you all to myself as well last night, but that's a luxury that you lose once you become a parent." Jenny sadly reminds him.
"Quick shower and then stop for coffee."
"Nothing in the shower between us is quick." Jenny laughs.
Inside the shower after making love one final time, Gibbs and Jenny are washing up. Jenny knowing that her husband recovers quick decides to have one last quick one. "Do they sell lavender soap?" Gibbs curiously asks as he rinses himself off.
Jenny glancing down at him from below the waist. "Of course they do." She answers and begins to touch him.
"Jenny there isn't a lot of hot water left." Gibbs groans at the prospects of taking a cold shower.
Jenny turns off the water. "What I need to do does not require water?" She sensuously says to him and leans up and kisses him on the mouth. Gibbs groans out at the feel of her tongue inside of his mouth. As she explores his mouth with her tongue, Jenny's hands stroke on his length bringing him to a full erection.
"Let's move this to bedroom." He moans out between kisses.
"Hell no!" Jenny mischievously answers and begins to master his chest with her mouth and tongue.
"Oh god!" Gibbs cries out as the feel of Jenny's tongue flicking around his nipple. Slowly she descends down to his abs, nipping along his right hip, down his right inner thin and over to his left thigh where she bites down hard. "Damn I didn't bite you that hard." He growls.
"Payback!"
"Payback!" Gibbs moans out at the feel of her tongue circling around the top of his swollen shaft. "Don't tease me." He cries out as her tongue moves up and down his harden length.
"This will be a slow tedious pleasurable torture for you." Jenny seductively warns him.
Gibbs throws his head back as Jenny's mouth masters him below the waist. "Don't stop!" He cries out over and over again. Her mouth slowly slides up and down the length of his shaft. "Yes!" He moans out.
Jenny knowing that she has her man over the edge takes him inside of her mouth fully. Gibbs grabs on to her shoulders as she strokes her tongue against him over and over again. "Oh yes!" He cries out with pleasure, his hips wildly move towards his wife's probing mouth and tongue, over the edge he climaxes inside of Jenny's mouth. "Damn!" He pants out with exertion at trying to hold back his release.
Jenny slowly gets up on to her feet. "You could never last more than five minutes." Jenny teases him.
"That's because my brain travels down there." Gibbs points towards his groin.
"It usually is when we're not having sex." Jenny laughs.
Gibbs turns back on the water. "Soon as I get you back to Mexico." Gibbs warns her.
"We'll have to wait until then."
"Too many people in the house and they'll hear your big mouth." Gibbs smirks.
Jenny grabbing the wash cloth. "Our big mouths." "Mike said you're just as loud as I am."
Gibbs' House
Forty-five minutes later, Abby, McGee, Mike, Leyla, and Amira are standing next to the living room window waiting for Gibbs to pull up. "I bet you their still fighting." McGee grins.
"Not a chance." Franks growls.
"Gibbs should spend another night with her on board the boat." Abby smiles.
Leyla glances over her shoulder at the twins playing in their playpen. "I don't think Jenny wants to be away from the little ones Abby."
Gibbs' black and yellow Dodge Challenger pulls up alongside the curb. "They're here!" Abby squeals.
Outside Gibbs gets out of the car and walks over to the passenger side door and opens the door for Jenny. "You want pancakes for breakfast?"
"Sounds like a good idea." Jenny smiles and gets out of the car. "Noemi bought powdered sugar the other day, she knows your prefer powdered sugar on top of your pancakes."
Gibbs closes the door and pulls Jenny up against him. "If it wasn't for the mess that Mike is in with his family, I would be tempted to get the twins and go back to the boat for the rest of the weekend."
"I know, but I feel safer if Jacqueline and Mike were kept inside of the house until this mess is resolved, keep in mind we were fifty-feet away from Mike's place when Bell's goons attacked Leyla."
Inside of the house, the on lookers note that the couple is glowing. "Aw they made up McGee." Abby gloats and holds out her hand. "Pay up!"
"It was a stupid bet." Franks snorts.
Leyla smiles over at Gibbs and Jenny as they make their way up the front sidewalk, with Gibbs left arm protectively around Jenny's waist. "He's very protective of her." Leyla softly says.
"Try possessive!" Franks laughs.
"I think it's sweet." Abby smiles.
"We're home!" Jenny shouts from the hallway.
"In the living room." Abby shouts back.
Gibbs and Jenny walk into the living room, right away Jenny rushes over to the playpen. "Their fine mom." Gibbs laughs.
"You know damn well I only get them to myself for two days a week." Jenny protests and picks up both of the twins at the same time.
"I'll go make the pancakes." Gibbs smiles and is about to walk out of the room.
"Stop right there, I'll make the pancakes." Abby volunteers…"You two enjoy your little ones, while I make you breakfast." Abby winks and walks out of the room.
Leyla noting that the couple needs some alone time with Jacqueline and Mike. "Amira, let's get out of your pajama's." Leyla sternly says to her daughter patting her on the butt to leave the room.
"I have some z's to catch up on, not use to this city noise." Franks grunts and walks out of the room.
"I'll go check in with Tony back at headquarters." McGee nods.
Jenny goes over to the couch; Gibbs follows her and pulls Mike up into his lap. "I see Aunt Abby gave them a bath last night." Gibbs smiles.
"I usually do on Friday nights, but I usually take a bath with them."
"You don't use the lavender stuff on them."
"No, I use baby bubble bath." Jenny laughs.
"Jenny this is really what counts, you and I and our children." "I don't want us at each other's throats like that again, because of the job." "I thought that once I retired, we wouldn't get into fights like that again."
"Jethro its part of our nature."
"Fighting!"
"It releases combustible energy." Jenny seductively answers.
Gibbs leans forward on the couch. "I like the way we released our combustible energy in the bedroom a whole lot better." Gibbs smirks; he leans over and passionately kisses Jenny on the mouth.
Out in the kitchen, Abby and McGee are on McGee's cellphone via speakerphone with Tony and Ziva back at NCIS Headquarters. "The impasse is over." Abby sighs with relief.
Squad Room
"So their all lovey dovey." Tony grins.
"Their practically walking on air." McGee smiles.
"Gibbs charm once again pulls through." Tony smirks.
"The charm and his intense sexy blue eyes Tony, it was a matter of time before Jenny cave in." Abby giggles.
"For now, I believe there's another storm that's brewing that will come to the surface sooner or later." Ziva announces with a knowing look on her face.