Hey. Second last chapter! It's pretty short, sorry bout that, but it's just a filler before the epilogue.
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"Director!" Abby threw herself at Jenny, giving her a bonecrushing hug. "We missed you!"
"I missed you too Abby," Jenny said, still recovering from the surprise of having the goth launch herself at her. Gibbs looked amused at Abby's antics.
"I missed you too Gibbs, but I saw you last week. We haven't seen the Director for three months or whatever and it wasn't the same without you," Abby said excitedly.
"How many CafPows have you had today Abs?" Gibbs asked.
"Nine... Ten... Okay ten and a half."
"Hey boss. Good to see, how was Stillwater? We're good, better than good, we're great, quiet week, not much happening, power cut, got stuck in the elevator but it's working again now so you can go back to using it as your conference room," Tony said, barely pausing for breath, as Gibbs entered the bullpen. Gibbs eyed his senior agent suspiciously. Tony breathed a sigh of relief when he left the bullpen to go see Ducky. He really didn't want to have to tell his boss that over the last week he'd only been home once, and that was after dinner with Ziva.
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"DiNozzo's acting weird," Gibbs said when he finally got home that night. They'd gotten a case mid afternoon, and finding leads had been like pulling teeth, slow and painful. He wished he could've been home earlier to see his daughters and to help Jenny, but the advantage was she knew that the work of an agent didn't always fall within set hours.
"Doesn't he always?" Jenny joked, sitting with him while he ate dinner.
"Weirder than usual."
"I started looking into dance classes for Lizzie," Jenny said, changing the subject. "She's done ballet for years and took her Grade two exam last year and she wants to keep going. I signed her up for one on Thursday eveings. I also found a musical theatre class. They do dance, drama and singing and it looked perfect for Lizzie so I signed her up for it too. They put on performances and everything, it's very professional."
"Sounds good," he replied. "Should give Fornell a call and see about her meeting Emily. They're bout the same age and would probably get on."
"You think Diane would be happy about her daughter being friends with our daughter?" Jenny asked.
"Wasn't planning on asking her," he said.
"I called him this morning," she smiled. "You know what they say, great minds think alike."
