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Author's note – I know! Another tiny chapter, but I kinda like these snapshot ones. Just showing how Gibbs feels. But hey ho! There is Jenny in this! Finally, this tells me, in my own little mind that we are on the home straight!
Anyways, enjoy xx
Washington DC, November 16th 2005, 13:24 hours
Jenny Shepard had been director two weeks, and already Jethro had realised that all of those feelings he thought he had got over he actually hadn't. She'd left him, and yet still he was in love wit her. Sure he was meant to hate her, wish someone would do that to her. But he didn't, he hoped no one ever hurt her and as much as he hated what it was that she had done. He didn't hate her, he loved her.
However . . . he did not love Madame Director. She was no longer Agent Shepard; she was 'Director Shepard or ma'am'. She'd been director two weeks now and already he had some new probie stood in front of his desk claiming that he was now of Gibbs team. Glaring the silver haired fox looked at probationary agent McGee. "You're what?" he demanded standing up.
"I…I…I'm your new probie sir."
"Says who?"
"D…Director Shepard sir."
"Stay there." He demanded before walking away and sprinting up the stairs. Once more he ignored Cynthia, her new assistant who always tried to prevent him from getting into the director's office – and failed. Walking in he saw her sat there. Long hair pushed back behind her ears, glasses perched on the end of her nose reading a case file.
"Agent Gibbs, what can I do for you?" she questioned, not looking up as she signed the file.
"I have a little . . . personnel issue I want some help with."
"Ah. I'm going to need coffee before I deal with this." She said standing up, only to have his thrown back in her hand. "Not exactly sanitary but thank you." She said. Drinking his coffee reminded her of the old days, it reminded him of the old days. The time when she'd stand there discussing a case and drink his coffee whilst Stan looked back at her wondering how she got away with it.
"So, why have I got a stammering probie downstairs Jen."
She glared at him for the use of her nickname. "You're team is too small Agent Gibbs."
"Nope, not really Madame Director, me and Stan coped."
"Agent Burly and Agent DiNozzo are two different people Agent Gibbs! I understand you are both grieving the death of Agent Todd-"
"Kate is none of your business Jen!"
"Agent Gibbs!"
"My team is not too small Director. When Lucy comes back we will be fine! And until then we will cope."
"Agent Gibbs-"
"No Jen, screw all the political rubbish act-"
"It's not an act Jethro! It's my job."
"She's been gone over five years Jenny, it's not like she will be gone for too much longer is it!"
"Jethro, I know that she's been gone five years but I also know as much as you know that when you're undercover you don't know when it will end."
"Jesus Jen! Who made you the expert?"
"Agent McGee stays on your team Agent Gibbs and if I find out you have not been training as I damn well know that you can I will not hesitate to find the most irritating young agent and replace agent James with them."
"When Lucy comes back she is on MY team director. Unlike you she has other things on her mind that working up the hill!" he shouted before leaving her office and slamming the door. Inside, Jenny leant back and sighed. Sometimes she wanted to hit him and sometimes she wanted to kiss him. And at the moment, now she wanted to do both, but she also wanted to find out just how long it would be until Special Agent Lucy James would be back.