Chapter 14-Dissemination

A/N: I am so insanely sorry for not updating in like a month! I feel terrible, but life got ridiculously insane with all the stuff I have going on… And then I woke up and was like, "Holy crow… I need to write!" So I did (finally) and here you go. I hope it was worth the wait and I again apologize for the lateness of this!

Everyone who is still reading this is awesome. (:

Disclaimer: Je ne prends pas le NCÍS. (I think that's correct French… If not, pretty please don't be offended or annoyed, because I am terrible at French. )

***JIBBS***

Leroy Jethro Gibbs was seriously annoyed.

And seriously ready to single- handedly destroy every single computer in the NCIS building.

And seeing as McGee would more likely spontaneously combust than let Gibbs's baseball bat get anywhere near the offending machines, Gibbs decided to do the next most logical thing-

Go bother Jenny.

***JIBBS***

Miss Jennifer Shepard was ready to scream.

She was past talking to herself, pulling at her hair, biting her nails, and even writing several angry notes to the tech guy who insisted that he was absolutely fine on his own, thanks, and no, he didn't need any help…

And so when her door opened yet again, she didn't even look up before snapping, "I know the computers are down. We are trying to fix it. So please, spread the word. Make flyers and demonstrate the meaning of the word dissemination, if you so please. Now, if you want to have the system up again by next week, I would appreciate it if you would let me be and stopped complaining. Thank you, have a nice day, and good- bye."

What Jenny didn't expect was for the victim of her outburst to laugh. Eyes flashing, she looked up from her papers, famous red-head temper flaring.

"Gosh, Jen, I didn't realize I wasn't welcome- I mean, I'll let you be if you really want me too, I guess." Gibbs said teasingly, grinning.

"Sorry, Jethro, I didn't realize it was you."

Gibbs smiled. "No problem, just making fun."

He started toward Jenny's desk. "You alright, Jen? You seem tense."

Jenny leaned back, closing her eyes and taking a few deep breaths. "Well if by tense you mean ready to use the computer tech guy for target practice, then yes, Jethro, I am tense."

Gibbs smiled. "But not tense enough to spare me the verbal bashing and use the big words, huh?"

"I already said I was sorry... And you should be used to the big words by now."

"Yeah I know, and also what if it wasn't me? What if I was actually some innocent little probie, unassuming and naïve, going to complain to big bad Madame Director about the computer issues so she can use her black magic to fix the system?"

Jenny smiled and rolled her eyes. "First off, don't call me Madame Director. Second, I'm pretty sure that most of the probies are neither naïve or unassuming. And third, do they really think I have black magic? Because if so, we need to tell Abby to start planning a party- it's finally working."

"I always knew that that old broomstick did more than just sweep…"

"Yes, well, I wasn't going to tell you, but that spatula is actually my wand."

"So you're not actually a good cook, I suppose."

"Keep in mind that it is black magic…"

"Black magic doesn't scare me, my third wife was a harpy."

Jenny snorted. "That's sweet. What are you, then, a woodland fairy?"

"Nope- I'm the devil's assistant."

"How did I not guess…"

Gibbs smiled. "That is a mystery that we will most likely never find an answer to."

Jenny opened her eyes and looked up at him. "I could always call the devil and ask him. You know, we went to school together- we go way back."

"Oh, is he the guy that always shows up to your family reunions and lights stuff on fire? I always thought he looked familiar… He never really did learn to disguise himself properly."

"Oh shoot, you found him out."

"The odd part is him not recognizing me…"

"Oh trust me- he recognized you."

Gibbs snorted, leaning on the desk. "You feeling better now?"

Jenny grinned. "Wait, were we joking?- And yes, thanks."

"See, I know you well."

"But apparently not well enough to know my true past, huh?"

"Well, I had my suspicions."

Jenny held out her hands. "Help me up."

Gibbs grabbed her hands and pulled her up. "Where are we going?"

Jenny rolled her shoulders backwards and stretched out her back. "We are going to fire this tech guy."

***JIBBS***

A few minutes and one less technician later, Jenny and Gibbs leaned over the stair railing and surveyed the bullpen.

Jenny looked at Gibbs before shouting, "IS THERE A MCGEE IN THE BUILDING?"

***JIBBS***

A/N: So rather short, Jibberish, and not as good as I hoped. What do y'all think… Reviews will be much appreciated.

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