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Chap. 4

Jethro hated not knowing when something wasn't like it was suppose to. So much so that he'd actually ordered Ziva to spy on Jenny. She did a lousy job of it, because she didn't want to get into trouble if Jenny found out.

Two weeks had passed since she had seen the doctor, and he had tried every possible way to get the information she was keeping from him. She looked exhausted to him, more than she usually did. And he noticed she had begun to leave no later than 7 pm, of course he'd also noticed the huge stack of files she was always carrying home and when she came back into the office. His first thought was that she was seeing someone, and in her eager to go home to be with him, she left early, took work with her and worked well into the night which was why she looked more exhausted than usually.

But two days ago he was called to her office to hand over a case to CIA, and to do it nicely. After he had done as she requested the two CIA agents left. She sat down in her chair and sighed, rubbing her eyes, he in the meanwhile poured them each a drink. When she looked up he tried to hand her the drink.

"No thank you Jethro!"

"No thank you? The last time you said no thank you to bourbon, you had just vomited in autopsy after a very ugly case. What's wrong?" he sat down in the chair opposite hers.

"I'm just not feeling like having a drink, ok." She shot him a look.

"Why is that Jen? You sick? Something happened to you after your doctor's appointment, and I am not liking what I see!" He leaned forward resting his elbows on his knees looking into her eyes.

"It is none of your business Jethro, but thank you for your concern." She tried to divert her eyes not wanting to give up any information she didn't want him to have just yet.

"Oh so you are seeing someone, who is he?" He smirked hoping she would give something up.

"Jethro!" she gasped out shocked.

"What? Sorry for being interested. And I am sorry for showing concern about who my former girlfriend is currently dating." His tone changed from defensive to sincerer.

"Jethro, I am not seeing anyone. And even if I where I would not be telling you about him." She rose from her chair crossing her arms in front of her, careful not to press her arms to tight and show her now growing from, she was wearing a loose shirt, with a wide skirt and a jacket over the shirt to cover up all body changes she had.

"That is not fair, you know who I date!" He leaned back in the chair throwing up his arms.

"Yes I do but that doesn't mean I am interested in knowing, but she keeps turning up around here, so I can hardly avoid knowing who she is." She felt dizzy again and tried to cover it up by sitting down quickly.

"Jen you would tell me if something serious was wrong right?" a sad look appeared on his face.

"If I was dying you mean?" he nodded "I'm not dying Jethro, now would you please leave so I can get done with all of this!" she pointed first towards the door and then at her desk, and he rose to leave her alone.

When the door closed she let out a breath she hadn't noticed she was holding. And she slowly placed a hand on her still very flat but showing pregnancy belly. She was now almost halfway through her pregnancy, and she had only known for two weeks, still trying to get use to it. She was having a hard time staying away from all the things the doctor had ordered, and especially when Jethro was dangling the things in front of her. She wanted to tell him, she didn't want to go through the other half alone, she was scared, she was about to be a mother. And she was alone, all alone. Sure she had a whole agency of devoted people who would do anything for her. But she doubted any of them would willingly offer themselves up for a week of sleepless nights to take care of her baby.

She could feel her courage leave her, the second she started to dial Gibb's number to call him back in. She needed to know if he would be there for the other half, she wanted him there in 8 days when she was going for a new ultrasound. 8 days, she just realized how little time she had to gather her courage and tell him.

Finally she had thought things through and asked Cynthia to make sure Jethro would be in her office when she finished her conference in MTAC this afternoon, Cynthia had done as she was told and nodded slowly and curiously to her director when she approached her office.

"Cynthia, I need total privacy during this conversation with Agent Gibbs, so no disturbance unless we are being blown up. Thank you!" Jen smiled and entered her office, as she turned to close the door, she softly let her hand drift to where her baby was lying securely, for just a second then she turned around again to confront Gibbs.

"Jen what do you want, I am quite busy at the moment, my director has ordered rewriting again of several reports."

"Well your director will have to wait patiently for those reports because I need to speak with you, privately."

"And you chose the director of NCIS's office to have a private conversation. You do know that the elevator switch still works!" he laughed at his own remark.

"Jethro be serious for just five minutes!" she tilted her head at him and a knowing smile passed her lips.

"Ok I'm sorry Jen, why do you need to speak with me privately?" his fingers curled around the sleeves of his jacket afraid of what she would be telling him. Mostly because he knew that this was his Jen that would be having a private conversation with him, not his director.

"Please sit down, and I need you to understand that no matter what I tell you, it has no affect in our work situation, this is a private matter." She could feel the lump in her throat pressing upwards.

"But it will change our private situation?" he felt the nervousness spread throughout his body.

"I don't know, maybe it will. That is actually going to be up to you!" she smiled sadly as she sat down in the chair besides his, she folded her hands and leaned slightly over her knees, with her elbows resting there and she did all she could to avoid his eyes.

He placed a hand over hers and forced her with that action to look at him "Up to me, huh? Well then you better tell me now." He paused as he searched her eyes, "Please!"

At his last word she felt the tears pressing to fall, and quickly stopped the tear that escaped. She breathed out heavily, and looked down at her hands once more.

"Do you remember the Christmas party?" she wringed her hands together.

"The one last year?" He looked up over her head as the thought about her question.

"Yes Jethro, do you remember?" Jen was a little annoyed at his question, of course it would be the one last year.

"Yeah I remember, it was a great party. It was very much appreciated that you kept Morrow's Christmas tradition. I know all the teams were happy about it." He smiled over at her, it was a true smiled, one of those that reached his eyes.

"Thank you Jethro but it's not so much about the party itself, but more about how you and I ended it. Do you remember that?" Her voice was shaking.

His lips curled up quickly and he smirked "Oh yeah I remember, we made good use of my bed didn't we?"

"Jethro I know. But what I didn't remember at the time was to be careful, and neither did you. And I know we both had had a little more than what's good for either of us to drink, and that we where caught up in the moment. And I don't regret anything from that night." She stopped to take in his reaction so far.

"But what Jen?" He didn't know if he should start building up anger or happiness.

"I need to know that you know I'm not asking you to drop everything for me here, before I finish. Do you understand?" her eyes were begging him to understand.

"Jen just tell me ok, I understand and I wont drop anything, unless you beg me to ok!" Again he grabbed her hands, decided quickly that it should be fear instead of anger or happiness.

"I uhm…. Just one more thing." He nodded quickly "I'm sorry for changing your life!" She diverted her eyes from his again.

"Don't say your sorry, instead tell me how you are going to change my life?" he grabbed her hands more tightly.

"Jethro that night in December was amazing and….." he interrupted her a little louder than he wanted to.

"Just tell me Jen."

"I'm pregnant Jethro!" she saw his jaw literally drop.

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