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Warning: Descriptions of violence, bad language. Cannon, shmannon! AU!

Chapter 11

"Listen Up! We are being forced to work a joint case on this murder, with the FBI." Gibbs told his team, frowning. An hour later, and they were still looking over the crime scene.

"There is a large bag of counterfeit money covered in blood spatter, and a large area of blood smears. Call Dr. Potter." Fornell said, talking to his second in command.

"On it, Boss. Nice way to pretty up a Crime Scene." He said cheekily, walking away while pulling out his phone.

Gibbs frowned. Ianthe must have men all over her, all the time. That was not appropriate at a crime scene. "You should reprimand that punk for talking about Ianthe like that." Gibbs said to Fornell, causing Tony to take notice.

Fornell looked at Gibbs, and then groaned. "Let me guess. You are dating Ianthe." Fornell said, rubbing his face with his hands. He knew this was going to happen!

"Yes, I am. But that has nothing to do with him disrespecting her. She has to deal with sexism all the time in this line of work. You should nip it in the bud on your team." Gibbs said.

"I don't think him saying she was pretty is automatically sexist. You are just mad that he wants in your girlfriend's pants. I am just amazed that someone of Ianthe's caliber is giving you the time of day." Fornell said.

"Honestly? So am I." Gibbs said, then walked over to his team.

Fornell just raised an eyebrow, then went back to his team. They took a small break, as they waited for Ianthe.

When she arrived, she saw Gibbs and smiled beautifully at him. Tony almost dropped his bottle of water at the sight of Gibbs smiling involuntarily at the hot redhead.

"Hello everyone. What have we got?" She said, pulling her hair back.

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Watching Ianthe work was a revalation for Gibbs. He knew she was talented, but seeing her in action was a different story.

It was seriously sexy seeing her take charge of the crime scene, ruling with an iron fist until all the evidence was collected. He was impressed with her. He felt himself falling deeper, and that scared him. Gibbs had been married three times already, and he couldn't remember ever feeling this strongly for wives two or three.

Gibbs phone rang, breaking his reverie. "Gibbs." He said, answering abruptly.

"It's Vance. I need you back here at the office. Come see me immediately upon arrival." Vance said, sounding grim.

"What's going on?" Gibbs asked, curious.

"Just get here." Vance said, then hung up.

Gibbs was surprised by this action. "Dinozzo!" He yelled, startling Tony.

"Yes boss?" Tony said, walking closer.

"You are in charge. Vance called me back to the office." Gibbs said, looking around for Ianthe.

"Sure, Gibbs. We'll be fine. The hot blood spatter expert should be done soon, then we'll get started with interviews." Tony said.

"Watch yourself, Dinozzo! That 'hot blood spatter expert' is my girlfriend." Gibbs said, the walked away before Tony could answer.

"Agent Gibbs." Ianthe said, smiling at Jethro as he approached her.

"Doctor Potter." He said, having to physically stop himself from embracing her. "I am being called away. I left Agent Tony Dinozzo in charge." He said, leaning closer. "Will I see you tonight?" He asked quietly.

Ianthe smiled apologetically. "Probably not. I have a pile of work, plus I have Court tomorrow, early." She said. "I probably won't leave work until late."

Gibbs gave her a half smile. "That's alright. I have a bunch of work too. I'll call you later?" He said, then leaned forward and kissed her cheek quickly, hoping no one saw.

She kissed him back, quickly. "Sounds good. Be careful." Ianthe said, then turned back to work.

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"What?" Gibbs said 30 minutes later, disbelief in his tone.

Vance sighed tiredly. "You heard me. This terrorist that is focusing on Navy ships and assets is targeting NCIS - you in particular. He is also threatening the loved ones of the Agent's involved. If you are dating someone, they need to be protected." He said.

"Ianthe is an Agent herself, she'd never hide." Gibbs said, dismayed.

Vance decided to ignore the fact that Gibbs was dating the new FBI Head of Forensics, and blood spatter expert. (There was not exactly a surplus of people named Ianthe) "At least she could handle herself if attacked." He said, watching Gibb's reaction.

Gibbs was horrified at the thought of Ianthe being in danger because of him. If she was attacked, he would never forgive himself. He couldn't put her in danger- he refused! How could he protect her? Was he also putting the FBI lab and it's workers in danger? This nutter was placing bombs on Navy Vessels. Who's to say he wouldn't bomb a federal building to get to Ianthe?

"How strongly would you rate this threat?" Gibbs asked, heart in his throat.

Vance studied Gibbs' face. "Out of 1-10? I'd say a 9. He is obsessed with hurting you, Gibbs. He would definitely go for a 'soft target'." He said, conveying the seriousness of this situation.

Gibbs exhaled roughly, and rubbed his hand across his face. "I'll take care of it." He said, a tone of finality in his voice.

Vance wondered what Gibbs was going to do, but it was really none of his business, so he kept quiet.

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After the meeting finished, Gibbs sat at his desk, thinking. He had to protect Ianthe. He would do anything to assure her safety. As he made his decision, he thought back on the short six weeks they had been dating. He really cared for Ianthe. The sex was phenominal- the best he ever had. It would be so easy to fall in love with her.

He hated what he was about to do, but he had to keep her safe. He picked up his phone, and scrolled through his contacts. He found the person he was looking for. Diane was his ex-wife. She had also been married to Fornell, but they were divorced.

"Hello, Diane?"