5 years and 4 months later……

Smiling Jenny stood for a moment at the top of the basement steps all the while rubbing small circles on her bump and just watching the activity that was going on below her.

Her daughter Izzy was currently sitting on Jethro's knee while he taught her how to sand the wood. The pair were deep in conversation, although Jenny had no idea what about though, she let her mind drift back slightly to the events that followed her mugging.

Jethro had told her all about Shannon and Kelly and in turn she had told him why she had thought her five point plan so important, about her quest to try and clear her father's name. When she was finally discharged from hospital after one long frustrating week he had insisted that she stay with him until she was back on her feet. For once Jenny hadn't felt the need to argue, she was just glad to be with him and it didn't matter where they were. In December of that year they got married after an extremely short engagement and Izzy was conceived on their honeymoon. From the second she was born Jenny knew that it was the same little girl she had seen in her alternate life, apart from her father's watchful eyes she was Jenny's spitting image, something Jethro was obviously thrilled about. Right from day one she had been a daddy's girl although she was adored by everyone who met her and her extended family of aunts and uncles adored her.

Jenny had considered herself blessed, although she couldn't quite shake off the image of her and Jethro's little boy and his cheeky grin, the only problem was that she was getting older and when she hit forty four she gave up hope that she would have her son as well. For a while she had silently mourned for him, telling herself she was being stupid she was lucky with what she had. After all she had her career, she had remained NCIS's Director and more importantly she had a beautiful daughter and a loving husband.

Then in September of the following year, on the day of Izzy's fourth birthday she had found out she was 3 months pregnant, Jethro had been thrilled by the thought of another baby and even more overjoyed when the obstetrician had informed them it was a boy. Jenny knew instantly she had got her dream family and couldn't wait for their son to be born, she would finally get to see both the children she loved and adored grow up, just like she had wished for.

Shaking herself slightly Jenny maneuvered her way down the stairs, something that was relatively difficult at eight months pregnant, especially when you couldn't see your feet. As she neared the bottom she looked up to see Jethro in front of her holding out his hand for her to take as he helped her down the last few steps,

'You know you shouldn't be down here Jen, all this dust can't be good for you'

Laughing she replied, 'Oh but it's fine for our four year old'

Izzy ran into her mother's arms, 'Mummy can I feel the baby?'

'Uh huh', Jenny placed her daughter's hand on her bump at the point where the baby was currently kicking.

'Wow', Izzy gave her a big grin, 'It feels really freaky, was I in there?'

Jenny sat down on the armchair and Izzy perched on her knee, Jethro meanwhile went back to sanding his boat, although he was obviously still listening as Jenny answered, 'Yes you were sweetheart., although you were a lot smaller then'

Frowning Izzy asked her, 'But how did I get there?'

Hearing Jethro stifle a laugh Jenny tried to think of an answer, 'Well um that's something that you'll find out about when your older', desperate to change the subject she kissed her daughter's hair and told her, 'Why don't you get ready for bed and I'll come up in a bit and read you your story'

'Ok', Izzy leapt off her mum's knee and threw herself at her dad, 'Night daddy', she looked into his identical eyes solemnly as she informed him, 'Don't worry I'll help you with your boat tomorrow'

'I'm glad to hear it', he leaned in close to his daughter, 'Now go to bed'

Izzy looked between her parent's and letting out an almost knowing giggle she ran upstairs. Jenny laughed as they listened to her thunder up the second set of stairs to her bedroom and then pushed herself to her feet, Jethro was now leaning against his boat, his eyes gleaming as he pulled her into his arms telling her, 'She's wise beyond her years'

'Oh yes she is definitely your daughter Jethro'

'Think she'll be ok when she gets her baby brother?'

Flashing him a knowing smile Jenny replied, 'She'll be fine, trust me', with that she pulled her husband's lips onto hers, their tongues fighting for dominance as their hands explored each other. Eventually they broke apart, Jenny grinning up at him, 'I love you Jethro you know that?'

'Of course I do and I love you too Jen', he gave her a smile, 'I've never been happier'

Jenny leaned forward again and just before their lips met again she whispered against his lips, 'Believe me it's going to get even better'


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