The next afternoon in the middle of the Chesapeake Bay, Gibbs and Jenny are skinny dipping a few feet away from the boat. "I can't believe you threw me out into the water." Jenny teasingly protests.
"That's what you get for nude sunbathing; I can't concentrate on fishing with you lying naked a few feet away from me."
"You know we haven't thought about work the whole time we've been away."
"It's called getting away for the weekend Jen, why would work enter our minds, as you stated before we left the office on Friday, DiNozzo is perfectly capable of handling the team and the investigation that they were working on before we left for Baltimore."
"The question is does Tony still have his vital working parts by now." Jenny laughs.
"We'll find out tomorrow I guess." Gibbs laughs.
Jenny dunks Gibbs under water. "Last one on board the boat gets to be on top and it's not going to be me." Jenny smirks and swims off for the boat.
Gibbs emerges from the water holding his nose. "I hate getting water up my nose." He growls and swims after her.
Below deck Gibbs has cornered Jenny against the counter in the galley. "Shower first!" He mischievously grins.
"We took a bath this morning in our hotel suite."
"Before I screw you I want to get the salt water off of us."
"Not the shower nozzle." Jenny whines.
"You should have thought about that before dunking me under." Gibbs smirks and flips Jenny over his shoulder.
Fifteen minutes later in the V-berth sleeping cabin, the couple lie in bed wandering their hands all over their bodies. "I can't get enough on touching you." Gibbs smiles.
"Your body is a train wreck." Jenny softly answers and begins to kiss the various battle scars throughout, Gibbs' body.
"I'm a combat Marine; I'm suppose to have scars like that across my body." "It hurts like hell knowing that you've been wounded." "I still have your screams of agony in my head from the first time you got shot in the Czech Republic."
"Jethro-"
Gibbs puts his finger up against Jenny's lips to silence her. "It killed me then, and it kills me more, knowing that you went through your injuries from the diner alone, and from the car bomb in Rome that almost killed you." "For that I wanted to put a bullet into your father's head." Gibbs angrily snaps.
"Unfortunately Iris beat you to it."
"I wonder what was going through that bastard's mind when Iris was in bed with him aiming the gun at him."
"That she won't get his billions of dollars that he had stashed throughout the Cayman Islands, Ireland, and Switzerland." "The only other person who could read my dad's coded handwriting was me."
"Here you are almost a year later; at this time last year did you think you were ever going to get out from under your father's thumb."
"I was planning on faking my own death, just needed to make my nest egg a little bit bigger, the only time I used my own money is when I would stay at my apartment in Paris, other than that Kosmo paid my expenses during my missions."
"Where would you have gone to?"
"It's easy to disappear Jethro and I did have help, keep that in mind."
"Tazara!" Gibbs smiles.
"Which my father did not know I kept in contact with after I came to work for him."
"She could fly you out to anywhere, without Kosmo's being any wiser."
"I was the master of disguises; I could blend in easily anywhere." Jenny winks.
"You know that's the one area where DiNozzo sucks at as an agent." Gibbs laughs.
"Blending in while going undercover." "Trent Kort told me one time that was my downfall that tipped me off to the CIA that I was going after La Grenouille, Tony's inability as an undercover agent."
"I guess while you're bringing down the arms and drug dealers that Vance and Davenport were on the take with, it's something I'll have to work on him with so that his cover isn't blown."
"Tony the clown is what gives him away, he needs to be more serious as an agent."
Gibbs rolls on to his back and pulls Jenny on top of him. "We weren't always serious while we were undercover."
"Yeah, and it was the only time we weren't acting either Jethro, it involved the bedroom." Jenny seductively purrs and leans over and kisses Gibbs on the mouth.
Washington, DC
NCIS Headquarters
1758 Hours
After returning from Jenny's Office with their completed case reports, Tony walks into the bullpen. "That's a wrap people." He cockily says to his teammates with a Cheshire grin on his face.
"We're going home early?" McGee asks narrowing his eyes over at Tony from his desk.
"Nothing to do, we'll be wasting tax payers hard earned money, might as well go home for the day."
"Gibbs will be furious with us." Ziva sighs.
"Gibbs isn't here I am, as Acting Team Leader of the Major Case Response Team, I'm ordering you to head over to the bar with me so that we can unwind."
Abby rushes into the Squad Room. "Beer, beer, beer!" She cheerfully shouts.
"It beats, Gibbs, Gibbs, Gibbs, Gibbs, Gibbs." Tony laughs.
"And what is that suppose to mean." Abby asks and folds her arms over at Tony.
"Abby, it's what you say to Gibbs whenever he walks into your lab; sometimes you sound like a whiny six year old." McGee grumbles.
"Do I?" Abby says with surprise.
"Yes you do." Ziva laughs…."But then again, it's you being you, so ignore them Abby, I wouldn't want you to be any other way, and neither would Gibbs." Ziva smiles.
"Well at least I don't whine like a three year old when I have to go through paper work from the archives." Abby mockingly says to McGee.
"Meaning?" McGee sarcastically answers.
"I got a paper cut, boo who, who." Abby teases him.
"I have sensitive cuticles." McGee protests.
"That's not the only thing that's sensitive on you." Abby sweetly answers and walks off towards the elevator.
"Hey!" McGee shouts and gets up from his desk. "That was a onetime thing." He shouts and grabs his backpack from the floor.
"So you say!" Abby shouts back.
Tony and Ziva raise a curious eyebrow at one another and then over at McGee. "Don't go there Tony." McGee warns him.
"I'm sure it was a one time thing." Tony snickers and gets up from his desk.
"I'm sure it's happened to Tony on occasion." Ziva snickers.
"And how would you know this?" McGee smirks.
"Didn't you ever hear of women's intuition?" Ziva winks.
McGee walks in front of Tony and Ziva's desks. "Not buying it for a minute."
Tony glares over at McGee. "Remember no gossiping in the bullpen."
"We're not suppose to gossip about our bosses' sex lives not our own." McGee grins.
Ziva gets up from her desk and grabs her backpack. "I'm in desperate need of a shot of tequila." Ziva grumbles.
"I have a martini with my name on it." Tony groans.
"I've been dying for a flirtini all weekend long."
"What's a flirtini?" Tony shrugs.
"You'll have to find out when we get to the bar."
Ten minutes later at the bar. "That is so wrong, champagne, vodka, and pineapple juice all together." Tony says mocking McGee's choice of drink.
"Tony don't knock it until you try it." Ziva sighs in annoyance.
"I can't wait until we get back to normal tomorrow, Director will be back behind her desk for real, and Gibbs will be back behind his desk." "I like things to run smoothly." Abby smiles.
"I'll have you know Abby that the case ran smoothly this weekend without Gibbs or your help for that matter, we brought in the bad guy." Tony grins.
"The only reason why I got called in today, is Agent Williams needed me to recheck the results on the gun powder residue that was found on the jacket worn by his suspect, his case goes on trial starting tomorrow and I also have to go to court sometime this week." Abby grumbles.
"I hate court also." Ziva mutters.
"Good defense lawyer always tries to trip you up; it's a good thing that M. Allison Hart gave up on trying to overturn some of Gibbs' old cases." McGee sighs with relief.
"That's because the boss man gave the barracuda what she needed, a good turn in between the sheets and Allison was put in her place." Tony smirks.
"You know Tony, Allison is the same age as you." Ziva smiles.
"She is?" Tony says with surprise.
"Ironic that a woman of Hart's age and she was attracted to Gibbs." McGee grins.
"Holly Snow is also the same age as you Tony." Abby giggles.
"Ok why the sudden interest into our bosses old flames." Tony protests.
"Technically Snow wasn't a flame; they just shared a mutual attraction." McGee corrects him.
"Semantics!" Tony grumbles and gets back to the subject at hand. "Now the point of all of these women being attracted to Gibbs."
"And why weren't they attracted to you, you had more to offer to them than Gibbs did." Ziva asks.
"Face it, all Gibbs does is sit down in his basement, what's so attractive about that?" Abby asks.
"Some women like the quiet type." Ziva answers.
"True, I tried hooking Gibbs and Borin up once, but Gibbs told me that it would be too boring going out with someone who's exactly like him." Tony laughs.
"Still kind of funny that you had two women that were attracted to a man that was fifteen years their senior and they had a man that was exactly the same age as them and didn't cast a glance at him." Ziva snickers.
"Maybe I wasn't attracted to them, did you ever consider that Zee-vah!"
"Yeah the tight conservative types like Allison Hart aren't DiNozzo's type of woman anyways." McGee laughs.
"Yes, his essence of DiNozzo will be too much for her." Ziva affectionately teases her partner.
"You'll never let that go." Tony grumbles.
"No, and its disgusting Tony, what man only showers three times a week." Ziva sighs in disgust.
"At least I shower and don't take bubble baths and use J-Lo Glow body lotion." Tony smirks.
"Tony!" Ziva sweetly answers and bats her eyelashes at him.
"Yes!"
"Gibbs takes bubble baths with Jenny all the time." Ziva mischievously says.
"Hey we're not suppose to be gossiping about their sex live." Tony snaps.
"On the job Tony, we're off the job and can talk about anything we want to." Abby giggles.
While the Gibblets are unwinding and relaxing after a hard day's work, Gibbs and Jenny walk through the front door. "The light for the answering machine is blinking; I better go see who called while we were away." Jenny answers and walks over to the bookshelf where the cordless phone is located at.
Gibbs drops the small suit case on to the floor. "While you're doing that we have some unfinished business that needs to be taken care of." Gibbs inwardly says to himself with a grin on his face. He sets the code for the alarm and then walks off for the kitchen.
"One of the messages was from Amira; she wanted to come over yesterday to play on her swing set." Jenny calls out to him.
"I guess we forgot to tell them we were going away for the weekend." Jenny answers and notices that Gibbs is out in the kitchen. "Are you making coffee?"
Gibbs approaches the doorway holding a stainless steel powdered sugar dispenser in his right hand. "Remember our little pax from yesterday morning."
"Jethro, I thought you were kidding."
Gibbs raises his eyebrows over at his wife. "Does it look like I'm kidding?"
"But why do I always have to be on the receiving end of your kinky ideas?"
"You exposed your chest to me and there's a penalty for that."
"So do you do this to all of your women who expose their chest to you?"
"Not many of my women have your chest size."
Jenny is about to pull her Cami top over her chest when her Blackberry begins to ring. "Shepard!" She answers….."I'll be right there, give me about a half an hour, and send for Melvin to pick me up." Jenny answers and hangs up.
"MTAC!"
"I'm afraid so, one of my op's in Sudan." Jenny answers and rushes up the stairs so that she can change her clothes.
"Rein check on the powdered sugar." Gibbs sighs.
The next morning, Tony, Ziva, and McGee step out of the elevator and find Gibbs sitting behind his desk. "You're in early?" Tony says with surprise as they walk into the bullpen.
"Wanted to see how the Capshaw investigation was going?" Gibbs answers.
"We solved it and it's officially closed." Tony grins.
"So I've read, and Ziva you amaze me." Gibbs smiles with pride.
"I felt that Captain Capshaw needed justice for his wife and daughter, and me putting a bullet in between Jarrod Warren's eyes wouldn't have been a fair conclusion." Ziva smiles.
"So what did the Director have to say about closing the Capshaw investigation so quickly?" Tony smoothly asks.
"Don't know haven't spoken to her, she's been up in MTAC since last night." Gibbs shrugs.
Up in MTAC, Jenny is standing below the plasma screen. "Well done, Special Agent Tasker." Jenny warmly says to him.
Port Sudan, Sudan, Africa
"Raphael Somero is on his way to US custody as we speak." Tasker answers from a video feed from his laptop
"I want you and your team out of there ASAP, before the Sudanese Government intervenes." Jenny instructs him.
"Trust me Director soon as I'm done this transmission we'll be out of here."
"I'll make this easier for you; the next briefing between us is when you're safely at NCIS Headquarters in London." "Shepard out!"
The screen goes dark. "Another one down." Cynthia smiles from her computer workstation.
"Bringing in Somero might lead to some of the other drug and weapons dealers that were on the take with Vance and Davenport."
"You're saying that you want to get this done sooner than later ma'am." Cynthia says with surprise.
"I want it done right Cynthia, not cutting corners so that I can start my life with Jethro abroad."