Very, very short update. I am sorry for the long update time period....I am back now, and ready to update! A sort of teaser.
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Chp 7:Guesses
"Gibbs…ah…you see…."McGee stuttered. He really didn't want to break the news to Gibbs that he couldn't get into the Mossad database.
"What McGee?" Gibbs gave McGee his classic glare. McGee took a deep breath.
"Boss, I can't get into the database," McGee rushed. To his amazement, Gibbs smiled.
"Always have a back up plan, Tim," Gibbs whipped out his cell-phone, and pressed 'Speed Dial 2'.
Jenny lounged leisurely on her chair. Sending Gibbs to Bournemouth was such a fantastic idea. She hadn't had any complaints whatsoever from the press, and no one just barged into her office unexpectedly. Silence was…
Her cell phone rang. Dammit, whoever this was, she was going to kill…
Gibbs. Who else?
"Special Agent Gibbs. Give me 3 good reasons why I shouldn't fire you," Jenny screamed into the cell.
Gibbs winced. He then walked into the adjoining bedroom.
"Firstly, because you wouldn't have a fantastic agent. Secondly, you would miss me too much," Gibbs heard a pfft from the receiver, "And thirdly, because you love me too much."
Jenny dropped the phone with a clash. She slowly leant down to pick it up. She was in a daze.
"Jethro? Do you?" she whispered into the phone.
"Yes, I do, Jen. When you left me…" Gibbs didn't want to get started, so he immediately reverted back to the old topic, "Did Ziva ever mention 'Bournemouth' to you, Jen?"
"So that's what you rang me for!" Jenny literally screamed. He was using her. She thought he had changed, but she was wrong. For some reason, hot tears began to burn her eyes.
Yet Ziva had mentioned Bournemouth a few times…and a man named Tony.
Then it suddenly clicked.
"That's between Ziva and me, Jethro. Goodbye," Jenny felt very moody now as she switched off the phone with a click.
Gibbs sighed. He had rung the Director at the wrong time…and said the wrong things… Yet she had told him all that he needed.
"McGee! Where on the hell are DiNozzo and David?"
Ziva stalked into the hotel, her emotions in turmoil. She was fuming, but then she felt like she was going to burst into tears, then she felt like she wanted to assassinate every smiling person in the hotel lobby. Her hand flew to her gun, but then she stopped. There were easier ways to deal with this pain.
She began to walk up the stairs, with an evil smirk and a glint in her eye. Oh yes, there were many ways to deal with that bimbo…..
"David!" Ziva literally jumped 3 feet into the air, her thoughts on revenge disappearing with a flash. Ziva looked up. Gibbs was standing there.
"Yes, Gibbs?" she answered, cool and composed once more.
"Why on the hell are you wearing sunglasses inside? And were the hell have you been? Where's DiNozzo?" Gibbs snapped. Ziva turned on her heel and walked away, and out the sliding doors, leaving Gibbs standing there, dazed. There was something fishy going on, and he was going to get to the bottom of this.
Just had to add a bit of moody Jibbs.....review would be very much appreciated! Thanks! And I promise to update really soon!