To clear up some trouble: I know it seems a bit dramatic for Kurt to be putting Jeanne on a mission just because their father was killed, but that's kind of what Jenny did with Tony, even if Grenouille was an arms dealer to start with. Plus I had a request to put Jeanne in and this is the best idea I came up with. It's all suspenseful and dramatic and whatnot. Thanks to Levana Fay for also pointing out the mistake at the end of the previous chapter (before I fixed it). Again, school got in the way of this chapter. Actually, it was a mixture of school and volleyball.

And now, for the long awaited chapter...

Chapter Eleven: The Date

"And you said yes?" Jenny asked.

"What was I supposed to do?" Gibbs asked. "Abby had that whole pouty face going on—"

"And you can't resist it, I know," Jenny finished for him. She sighed. "What about Tyler?"

"Ziva's got him for the night."

Jenny glared at him before sighing once more. "Fine, we can go."

Gibbs hid back a smile. "Great. So, Friday at seven."

"Friday it is."

XXX

Jenny glanced at her watch. It was 6:00. Time to go get ready for this 'date' that Gibbs was taking her out on. Just as she was shutting down her computer and packing up her stuff, a knock came at her door. "Come in," Jenny said.

The door opened and Cynthia, Ziva, and Abby came through the door carrying bags.

"Abby… I thought you had plans for something?" Jenny asked, raising her eyebrows.

"This is more important. Besides, they uh… don't start till, like, 7 or so," Abby said.

"What are you all doing here?"

"Helping you get ready, of course," Ziva said.

"Where's Tyler?" Jenny asked, wondering why her son wasn't currently with Ziva.

"Down in autopsy with the boys."

Cynthia opened up the large bag she was carrying. She pulled out a long, deep purple dress. "For you, Director."

Jenny's eyes widened. She reached out and touched the dress. "What…?"

"We're helping you get ready!" Abby squealed. "C'mon, it'll be fun!"

"Yeah… fun…"

XXX

"What do ya need, Duck?" Gibbs asked as he entered autopsy. "I've gotta date to get ready for." He stopped when he saw Tony, McGee, and Tyler standing with Ducky. The three adults were looking at him with serious looks while Tyler was playing a video game. "Duck… what's going on?"

"We're helping you get ready, of course," Ducky said. "You never really were one to get ready in the right attire. Anthony was nice enough to donate one of his fancier suits and Armani ties."

"What?"

Tony gave him a look. "Face it, Boss. You need fashion help."

Gibbs just glared at him. For once, Tony wasn't affected by it.

"Not that your everyday apparel isn't nice," McGee added. "It's just your formal… not that we're trying to insinuate anything, boss, no, not at all, we just—"

"Hey, McTalksALot, zip it," Tony said.

Gibbs squinted his eyes a little, tilting his head. "Lemme get this straight… you don't like the way I dress, so you're dressing me up?"

Tyler looked up from his game. "We're gonna make you all pretty for Mommy! Tony said that you were going to look so handsome that you and Mommy would skip dinner and head straight for the bedro—"

Tony placed his hand over Tyler's mouth, silencing him. "Shh," he commanded. "Our little secret," he whispered. Tyler nodded in acknowledgement.

XXX (6:55)

"I think the hair needs a little more spray," Abby said.

Ziva nodded. She grabbed the bottle of hair spray and sprayed a little bit more onto Jenny's hair, which was put up in intricate curls, some which loosely framed her face.

The door opened and Cynthia walked back in. "The men are all down in the squad room waiting. Are we almost done?"

Jenny looked at herself in the mirror. She really did like what the other girls had done to her. The purple dress accentuated her form perfectly, the sleeves hanging off her shoulders. Her hair was sure to knock Gibbs off his feet. "I think we're all ready." She grabbed her matching purse and started walking towards the door.

"Wait!" Abby called out. She held out a necklace. "I got this for you."

Jenny took the heart shaped locket in her hands. She opened it up and felt her breath catch. On one side of the heart was a picture of Tyler, and on the other side there was a picture of Jenny, Gibbs, and Tyler all sleeping in a bed. It was probably the same one that Noemi had taken that one morning.

"Abby… I don't know what to say," Jenny said, smiling at the Goth. "It's absolutely beautiful." She pulled Abby into a tight hug. "Thank you, Abby."

"You're welcome," Abby said, smiling widely. "I thought you'd like it." She helped Jenny get it on.

"All set now?" Cynthia asked.

Jenny nodded and took a deep breath before walking out the door.

XXX

"Here she comes," Ducky said.

Gibbs turned around and froze in his spot. Jenny was coming down the staircase in a dark purple dress that rested lightly off her shoulders and looked amazing on her. He felt his mouth drop a little when he saw her hair curled just the way he liked it. She wore little jewelry; Just a heart-shaped necklace and a simple pair of earrings.

Jenny stopped in front of Gibbs and smiled. "Ready?"

Gibbs managed to nod, hiding the fact that he was staring at her still. "Yeah."

"Have fun!" Abby called out as they got onto the elevator.

Jenny smiled when the elevator doors closed. She turned to Gibbs. "Why are they all making a fuss on this simple dinner date of ours?"

Gibbs shrugged. "Abby's leading 'em. You know what happens when Abby becomes the leader."

Jenny let out a snort. "Yep." There was silence as the elevator doors opened up to the parking garage, where Melvin was waiting with Jenny's town car.

He opened up the door. "Ma'am, Special Agent Gibbs," he addressed.

"Thank you, Melvin," Jenny said, throwing him a smile before getting into the car. Gibbs gave him a small glare before joining Jenny.

The door closed and Jenny let out a sigh. "I wonder how many pools are running on this."

Gibbs let out a small laugh. "Good question."

They sat in a comfortable silence for the next ten minutes till they arrived at the restaurant. The door opened and Gibbs got out, holding out his hand to help Jenny out.

"Have a good time, ma'am," Melvin said.

"Thanks, Melvin," Jenny said.

Gibbs and Jenny walked up to the front desk.

"We have reservations under the name 'Abby Sciuto'," Gibbs said.

The woman there looked down the list and gave a short nod. "Yep. Right this way, please." She grabbed two menus and walked briskly to the outside part of the restaurant. She set down the menus at one of the few tables on the small deck. "Here we are. Your waitress tonight will be Audrey."

"Thank you," Jenny said, throwing her a smile as the woman departed.

A couple minutes later, a young woman came over. "Hello, I'm Audrey and I'll be your server tonight. Can I start you off with any drinks?"

"A bottle of wine, please," Gibbs said.

"Sure thing," Audrey said, walking off to fetch the wine.

"Wine?" Jenny asked.

"Yeah," Gibbs replied.

"What, no bourbon?"

"We can have bourbon anytime we want to at home. I figured we should change up our alcoholic drink of the night for tonight."

Jenny smiled. "You are a strange man."

Audrey arrived with the wine bottle in her hand. "Here you go." She placed it down. "Can I start you off with any appetizers?"

"I think we'll skip the appetizers for tonight," Jenny said.

"Okay, then. Are you all set to order dinner?"

Gibbs looked at Jenny, who nodded. "Yeah, I guess. I'll have a steak, rare."

"And what would like for a side?" Audrey asked.

"Rice."

Audrey jotted down his order on her notepad. She turned to Jenny. "And you, ma'am?"

"The steak au poivre with grilled asparagus on the side," Jenny said.

"Okie-dokie," Audrey said, taking the menus. "I'll go put in your orders." She walked off towards the kitchen.

Gibbs nodded at her, looking around at the people around him and Jenny. There were only a couple other tables occupied. Each one had a couple on it that were clearly either married or dating. Gibbs turned to Jenny and saw she had her Blackberry out and was dialing a number.

"Jen, what are you doing?"

"I'm calling Ziva," Jenny said, pressing the talk button.

Gibbs grabbed the phone and pressed the end button. "Jen, he's fine. Ziva will kill anyone that tries to hurt him. You know that. Just… relax tonight, okay?"

"But what if—"

"Jenny," Gibbs interrupted. "He'll be fine."

Jenny bit her lip. "Okay," she sighed.

Gibbs let out a sigh of relief. He then looked at the redhead. "Since when did your motherly instinct kick in?" he teased.

"Probably since I found out my son was alive. It tends to happen when you start raising a kid, too, you know."

He chuckled. "Yeah, I know."

They sat in silence for ten minutes, gazing around and avoiding each other's eyes.

"It's a beautiful view," Jenny commented, looking at the river that flowed by forty feet from them.

"Yep," Gibbs agreed.

"And it's a nice little restaurant."

"Uh-huh."

They continued exchanging small talk until Audrey arrived with their food. She set the food down and Jenny and Gibbs ate, all talking ceasing as their mouths were filled up with food. Audrey came back with the bill and Gibbs, being the gentleman he is, paid for it.

"Thank you, have a nice night," Audrey said.

"You, too," Jenny replied.

She grabbed her purse and headed with Gibbs out the door and towards the awaiting town car, getting into it.

"Where to now, ma'am?" Melvin asked.

"Home," Jenny said.

"Okay."

Jenny rested her head against the back of the seat, sighing with fatigue. Gibbs wrapped his hand around hers, squeezing it comfortingly. She gave him a smile in return. Gibbs realized this was a bad time to notice how pretty her eyes were…

"Here we are," Melvin announced.

"Thank you, Melvin. You have a great weekend," Jenny said. "Tell Martha and the kids 'hi' for me."

"Sure thing, ma'am."

Gibbs held out his hand for her as she stepped out of the car. She shut the door behind her and the town car sped off.

"What the—?" Gibbs started as he turned around. Jenny turned around as well and both their faces had confused looks on them. "Why are we at the beach?"

It was true; Melvin had dropped them off at the local beach, not the Georgetown house they had intended on going to.

"Abby," Gibbs muttered, closing his eyes and sighing.

"I'm calling a cab," Jenny said, opening up her purse and searching through the contents of it for her cellphone.

"Wait," Gibbs said, putting his hand on hers. She ignored the shiver that went up her spine. "Since we're here… you wanna go for a walk?"

Jenny looked at him and then shrugged. "Sure."

Gibbs held out his arm and she took it. He led her down to the edge of the water.

"One sec," she said. She held onto his arm with one hand while the other took off her heel. She did the same to the other heel, chucking them about ten feet from where the edge of the water was so they wouldn't get hit by the waves. Gibbs sighed and took off his shoes and socks, chucking them a foot away from Jenny's.

The two started to walk along the edge of the dark water. The moon shone brightly, reflecting off the small waves. The cold water lapped at Jenny's toes and she let out an involuntary squeal, clinging onto Gibbs to get away from it. He chuckled.

"Afraid of the water, Jen?" he teased, a smile spreading across his face.

"No, but it's freezing!" she said, turning to face him with an identical smile on her face. She suddenly realized how close they were and took a step back.

She then continued walking, oblivious to the fact that Gibbs wasn't following her. All at once, her vision was blocked by a hand over her eyes. She stiffened, but relaxed when she heard the familiar heavy breathing of Gibbs. She allowed herself to smile again. The hand was taken off her eyes and her vision was replaced with that of a pink orchid.

"Where'd you get this?" she asked, turning to face him.

"Out of my hat," he replied deadpan. She gave him a look and he tilted his head towards where a small bed of flowers was located, consisting of orchids, roses, and daisies.

"Thank you," she said softly.

A breeze fell over them and she shivered slightly. He took of his jacket and set it on her shoulders.

"Must we be so cliche?" he asked.

Jenny stuck her tongue out in response. He just chuckled and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. She felt a blush creeping up her neck as warmth spread through her at his touch.

"It's really pretty," Jenny commented, stopping to look up at the bright moon shining down.

"Yeah."

"Has a kind of… romantic touch to it."

He looked down at her to see her cheeks reddening and her eyes twinkling with mischief.

"Kinda does," he said, turning towards her with his hands going towards her waist.

"Makes you think you're in a movie or something," she added, tilting her head.

"Or something," he repeated, leaning down and placing his lips on hers.

A/N: Oops… didn't mean to write a cliffhanger.. .whoops… and, uh… sorry if it's a bit OOC. This chapter was made over the course of the last month, and at times, things got a little hectic because my dad's work is now taking us up north, so we have to move all the way up to New York. Which means less time for writing fanfictions. :( But nonetheless, please review now! :]