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The next morning Jenny woke sore and extremely tired even though she had a full night's sleep. She sat up in the bed and then took off for the bathroom. Upon hearing Jenny's feet scamper to the bathroom, Gibbs woke and rushed in behind her. He rubbed her back between her shoulder blades while she continued to empty the contents of her stomach. She leaned back and moaned. Gibbs got a cup from the sink and filled it with water. He handed it to Jenny. She took a swallow and rinsed her mouth. When she went to stand the nausea hit again and she was back down.
"Is this normal, Jethro?" she moaned after she was finished again. He looked at her and wished he could all the bad things away from her and endure it himself. He hated seeing her like this.
"It's morning sickness, Jen. Although when…Shannon was pregnant it wasn't this bad, but like the doctors say: Every pregnancy is different," Gibbs replied. Jenny was a little shocked that he had brought up Shannon's pregnancy with Kelly. That gave her a thought.
"Jethro, if we have a girl, would you be open to me naming her Kelly?" Jenny asked, "In honor of her." Gibbs was taken aback at this. The question caught him off guard, but he was touched that she was asking that.
"I'm okay with it, but what about giving her the middle name of Kelly, and what if it's a boy?" he asked with a grin. Jenny smiled at him.
"I hadn't thought that far ahead yet. I just wanna get through this first trimester," Jenny said as she stood again slowly. The nausea came, but she didn't throw up this time. She suddenly felt very tired. She knew she had to work because Evan was still missing. She wanted them to find him and she knew she had to go to work, but she wanted to stay home and sleep.
Gibbs looked at his thoughtful wife as she contemplated something in her head. He had an inkling as to what she was thinking about. He knew she was tired and wanted to stay home, but not with Evan missing.
"Jen," Gibbs said, "Why don't you stay home? I know you're tired. We will find Evan, but you don't need to put yourself nor Tiny at risk with all the stress. Stay home and rest."
Jenny looked at him and shook her head. "I can't. I can't think about resting when we have a missing child Jethro. I understand that stress isn't good for Tiny, but I need to be there," she replied.
He nodded and smiled at his stubborn wife, knowing that there was no arguing with her once her mind was made up.
"Fine, but no ops in MTAC and no major meetings," Gibbs said, offering the compromise.
Jenny grinned at him. "Ok, Jethro, I'll have Cynthia rearrange my schedule for the op that was scheduled at 1530. I hope that you and the team find Evan. Lord knows what is happening to him every second he's gone," she said as a frown crossed her features.
Gibbs wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close.
"Jen, we'll find him. You know I won't give up," he said. She nodded and sobbed into his shoulder. He figured that it was a part of the hormones. He comforted her as best he could.
"We need to get ready for work or we'll be late," she said as she sniffled, "I'm going to take a shower. Wanna join me?"
He grinned like a kid in a candy store. They headed to the bathroom and enjoyed their shower together, among other things.
About a half hour later, they pulled into NCIS. After checking in, they climbed onto the elevator. It stopped where the bullpen was and they got off together, hands linked. She kissed his cheek and he caressed her face.
"Have a good day. Find him, Jethro," Jenny said. Gibbs nodded and kissed her forehead. Gibbs went to his desk and Jenny climbed the stairs to her office.
Jenny told Cynthia to reschedule that op in MTAC. She walked into her office and saw a large stack of files on her desk. She groaned and knew it was going to be a long day. She sat down and pulled the first file over and began to read it. She read the same sentence over and over and before she knew it she was asleep.
Gibbs phone rang. He pulled it out and looked at who was calling.
"Gibbs," he answered.
"Got something for you Gibbs," Abby's voice said on the other line.
"On my way," he said and hung up the phone. He looked to his team who watched him.
"Let's go. Abby's got something," he said. They got up and followed him to Abby's lab.
Abby was looking at her screen while listening to Android Lust on her CD player. She listened out for the elevator ding as she typed furiously on her keyboard. She had found something that may very well lead the team to Evan's kidnappers and the murderers of his parents or maybe even Evan himself. She heard the elevator and turned to face the door. She turned her music down as Gibbs and the team walked through the door.
"Whaddya got Abs?" Gibbs said. He looked at her and then her screen.
Abby turned back to the screen and typed a few keys when a chemical analysis popped up from the sample of a substance left behind at the scene. It had been apparent that the substance came from one of the shoes of the kidnappers/murderers.
"Major Mass Spec. spit this out at me early this morning. It's asphalt, gum, and residue from engine fluid of a boat that is very rare," she said as she clacked a few more keys and pulled up receipts on the screen, "I found that the fluid was last sold day before yesterday and that only one shop sells it in the tri-state area. The person's name is Roy Jenkins and they live in Anacostia."
Gibbs gave Abby her Caf-Pow! And her kiss on the cheek while the others followed him out to go get Evan or the person that could lead them to Evan.
Jenny woke up to the sound of her office phone ringing. She sat up and rubbed her eyes as she reached for the receiver.
"Shepard," she said huskily.
"Hey, we might've found Evan. We're gearing up and I will fill you in with everything else later," Gibbs said, "Are you okay? Any more nausea?"
"I'm fine. I just dozed off. I hope you find him. Be careful. I love you," she said.
"Always am. Love you too," Gibbs replied and disconnected the call.
She was happy that they were close to finding Evan. She stood up and the nausea hit again. She took off towards the bathroom. She felt that this couldn't be normal with all the morning sickness she was having. She knew it was common to have it all day, but the amount she had felt a bit off. Once she had finished in the bathroom, she decided to call Ducky up and have him check her out because she knew that if she went down there that she would just vomit again. She picked up the phone and dialed autopsy.
"Autopsy," came Ducky's voice.
"Ducky can you pull yourself away from what you're doing down there and come check me out? I've been vomiting all morning and it seems to be getting more frequent," Jenny said.
Ducky heard the tiredness in Jenny's voice and sighed.
"I'll be up in a moment. Just lie down on your couch with a cold compress on your forehead until I get there," Ducky replied.
"Thank you Ducky," Jenny said and hung up the phone. She stood up and the nausea took her over and she vomited right in her trashcan, having no time to make it to the bathroom. Once finished, she rinsed her mouth and moved the trashcan into the bathroom. She took a couple of paper towels from the bathroom and ran them under the faucet then she laid down on her couch and put the towels over her eyes and forehead. She closed her eyes and waited for Ducky.
After a short time, a knock came on the office door.
"Come in," she said. The door opened and Ducky walked in and over to Jenny.
"Thank you for coming Ducky," she said, "I just feel like crap and something seems off."
Ducky nodded his head in understanding and took her vitals.
"Well, you blood pressure is a bit low. Have you eaten or drank anything at all and been able to keep it down?" he asked.
"No, any time I look at food I run to the bathroom. I try to drink water and occasionally tea, but it just comes right back up. Ducky, is this normal?" Jenny asked concern edging her voice.
"Well, my dear, it is common in pregnancy that you have morning sickness and there are some cases in which the woman does nothing but vomit all day. If you are so worried, make an appointment with an obstetrician or go to hospital," Ducky said.
She sat up and nodded her head.
"Thank you Ducky. I think I might just do that," Jenny said with a smile. Ducky touched her shoulder gently, turned, and exited her office. Jenny stood again and was glad that for once there was no nausea. She made her way to her desk and called an obstetrician.
Gibbs and the team went to the address Abby had given them. The house there was old and falling apart. McGee and Tony took the back side of the house and Gibbs and Ziva took the front. Gibbs banged on the front door.
"NCIS! Warrant!" Gibbs yelled. They heard rustling in the house and he nodded to Ziva who kicked the door in. They entered the house cautiously and cleared each room. Once reaching the basement, they all descended the slowly. They turned and the beams of their flashlights caught Roy Jenkins in the face who was holding a knife to a young boy's throat.
"Let him go Jenkins!" Gibbs ordered. Jenkins shook his head.
"No, the boy is mine! They were abusing him!" Jenkins exclaimed. Evan shook his head, denying everything that Jenkins was telling them.
"Evan, shut your eyes," Gibbs said. He saw the fear in the boy's eyes who shook his head slightly, "You can trust me. Shut your eyes."
Evan closed his eyes and Gibbs looked over at Ziva and nodded his head. Ziva nodded and aimed her gun on Jenkins head. She looked to Gibbs and down to Evan and back to Gibbs and he nodded again. Ziva took the shot.
At NCIS, Gibbs and the team are in the bullpen and Jenny came down from her office.
"I heard you found him. Is he okay?" Jenny asked. Gibbs looked up at his wife and smiled.
"He's fine. Dirty and bruised, but other than that, fine. I think Ducky let him use the showers and gave him some clothes to wear. His aunt is coming to get him shortly," Gibbs replied.
Jenny felt so happy. She was glad that Evan was unharmed and that it was a happy ending to the case.
"Hey Boss and Director, Ziva, McGee, and I are going out to celebrate in Evan's honor, you wanna come?" Tony offered. Jenny looked over at him.
"No, but thank you. I think I am going to go home," Jenny said, "But Jethro can join you if he wants."
Gibbs looked over to Tony and shook his head. Tony nodded, understanding that they were both tired. Although Tony couldn't help but feel that something was off. He shrugged it off and prepared for his night out with his coworkers.
Gibbs and Jenny left the office and headed home. Jenny had felt nauseous the whole way home, but didn't feel the need to throw up anymore. She looked to her husband who looked over to her and he took her hand in his and kissed her knuckles. She smiled. They pulled into the driveway and headed into the house. They decided that neither of them were very hungry and headed straight to bed.
While lying in her husband's arms Jenny decided to tell Gibbs about what Ducky said.
"Jethro, I had Ducky come check on me today and he says that all the vomiting and everything is normal, but I still don't feel right. He said I should make an appointment with an OBGYN and so I did. It's in a few weeks considering that they were totally booked until then," Jenny said.
Gibbs nodded at his wife and said, "I'll be there. I can't wait to see what Tiny looks like."
Jenny grinned and kissed him softly, but Gibbs deepened the kiss. They celebrated in their own manner that night.
A/N: Was it good? Did it keep you guessing? Up next: The appointment! Please leave your feedback! I love to hear all comments!