"I know but I think that Kate would... mhm. Yeah. Okay i get it." A very strained Tony DiNozzo said into the phone. "No i totally understand it's just... mhm. yeah. Well I am her partner so... mhm."

Ziva David scribbled a note and showed it to him 'Need help with that?' it said.

He handed her the phone.

"Officer David. Well next time you should think about that before... you do hmm? Well I will jump through this phone and tear you apart piece by piece until you wish you were... Hello?"

Shrugging the Israeli put the phone down.

"Who was that? Old boyfriend?"

"Very funny David. Kate's brother called. He's pissed."

"So am I, so are you. It's all going to be the way it's going to be." Sometimes Ziva could be very silly and playful. Other times she was very wise and inspirational. Tony trusted a lot of people with his life, but with his feelings there were very few. Part of the DiNozzo charm.

Gibbs walked into the squad room alone. "DiNozzo I want you To find this bastard. Ziva help him. No one eats or sleeps til he's dead ya' hear? Where the hell is McGee?" he shouted.

"Downstairs with Abby. Where is Jenny?" Ziva answered.

He went to walk away. "Gibbs where is she?"

At that moment they all saw her, standing on the cat walk above them. Gibbs stormed off throwing away his full coffee cup.

"Her brother isn't the only one who's pissed" Tony said. Ziva agreed silently.

They both chose to talk in her office rather than right there on the catwalk. She didn't seem to want to talk about it at all. It was hard to see her like this, but he knew she was pushing herself again.

"Jethro before you jump down my throat you outta know I like my job here. It's good for my recovery."

"Jen I told you to STAY HOME" he complained.

"I know what you told me Jethro. NCIS relies on me to be here. It's my job."

"Jen it's always your job. I could see you leaving me in Paris for the job, but now you are betraying yourself."

"How did Paris get into this Jethro?"

"You don't remember do you? What happened last night?"

"No"

Now he was stuck between a rock and a hard place. Be wanted to tell her what she did. Make her realize what she was doing to herself. On the other hand she must be embarrassed and right now he didn't need their interesting relationship to go south.

"Jen take a week off"

"Dam*it Jethro I am fine. I am doing okay"

"Why do you always push me away when I try to help you?"

"Because I don't need your help."

"Jen do you remember the movie's yesterday? You need help."

She was angry now. The last thing she needed was help. And to bring up her past in Paris like that? To bring up that stupid movie!

"You got a bunch of agents who care about ya. They wont mind if you take time."

"I just- I don't wanna be alone."

"Fine I will take a couple of days. Ziva could come by too, and Abby. It will be a break for you. And God Jen I wont need to lecture you every day."

She sighed giving into his argument. "Fine. Maybe just for a few days. But not today. I have a discussion with the secretary of the navy about..." she made circular motions near her stomach. "This"

"Want anyone to go with you?"

"I think I would prefer the father in a prison cell then you watching me and the secretary fight."

"Fight?"

"Dammit Jethro I don't know what to do. I don't want this baby. I really don't but... I don't want abortion. And I don't want this baby living it's life in foster care. And what parents will take the child of a serial rapist? What if it feels neglected? Mr. Secretary is going to go for abortion, the one option I don't want."

Feeling the awkwardness of the moment growing she said "See you tonight?" He nodded and left leaving her alone in the middle of a troubling debate by herself.

She wanted to run. But it was the same thing over and over again. Her in the car waving to Jethro as he walked by. Wanting so desperately to scream, but knew if she did so there would be bullets flying. There he was again except there was no face at all. Nothing to identify him with. Fear crossed her mind and her heart.I have to wake up. I have to wake up. Then she was at his house. Except something was different this time. She wasn't tied up to a bed, naked as he watched her. She was sitting on a bed with him beside her.

"What are you going to do with our baby?" he asked.

Silence.

He held a gun to her head.

"I don't know yet but you won't ever get to have it." she said.

He smiled. "YOU DON'T KNOW ME JENNY SHEPARD. BUT I KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU."

"Jen? Hey wake up. You're dreaming."

"He wants the baby! All he wants is the f**kin' baby."

"Hey calm down!"

And at that moment he saw a man behind her, in the distance. He pushed her down to the ground just as bullets started flying threw the room. He took out his gun, but was careful to not leave her.

He heard cars driving away, screeching their tires loudly against the pavement of the streets. Not only had this man left holes in the mind of Jenny Shepard, but he wanted some holes in her body as well.

A/N: I am pretty happy with this one. I LOVE my reviews. At the end of each chapter I am going to post the reviews I get. At the end of the story I will post the biggest review, the helpful review, the sweetest review, the funniest review, and the review that lit up my day. So send some more in! I am only going to require 2 reviews for the next chapter. Thanks again to my reviewers!

- Sasha