A/N: Sorry about the lack of the love scene – I wrote one and it really wasn't that good, so I cut it. I still think it sounds good the way I have written, but if you think I should edit it, and incorporate it above I can…it's my first story so I'm not really sure! But here is the next chapter, so I hope you like it! Also, this chapter is essentially a filler, its leading up to a Jibbs moment. That's the main reason why I have glossed over the majority of the facts.

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**Disclaimer: I don't own anything, but the current storyline**

Chapter 4

Gibbs was only just stirring from his slumber when he felt a body move against him. He continued to keep his eyes closed, as the person lying next to him lent over, and started to place light kisses across his chest. He couldn't keep up his pretence any longer, so he opened his eyes. He smiled at the beautiful woman lying across from him, who returned one back. Neither needed words to describe how they felt, they had both shown it to each other earlier that morning. The only thing that they needed to work out was where their new-found relationship was headed. Gibbs went to open his mouth when Jenny moved up his chest, and started to kiss him passionately on the mouth. Their kiss, however, was interrupted by the loud shrill of a phone ringing.

Gibbs lent over Jenny, grabbing his phone to see who was interrupting his morning. He realised that it was dispatch, so he had to pick it up.

"Gibbs," he roughly said into the phone. The dispatcher said that there was a dead sailor at Anacostia Park that he had to go and investigate. He turned to look at Jenny, who just gave a small nod in understanding. He hung up the phone and got out of bed, quickly getting dressed. He then lent over the bed, and kissed Jenny goodbye before heading home to change into a new set of clothes.

On the drive home, he called DiNozzo and told him the details about their new investigation. He would meet the team there. He pulled into the driveway and quickly ran up the stairs to change. Jenny's rose-scent still lingered on his clothes, bringing a smile to his face. It was the first time in quite a while that he had an actual genuine smile. He was determined to make his relationship with Jenny work. But, he couldn't think about that now, he had a dead sailor to attend to.

After changing into a new set of clothes, he headed to his car to start his long day at work.


Meanwhile, Jenny still lay in bed, relishing in the afterglow of her lovemaking with Jethro. She knew that she would be pushing it to get to work, but she didn't really care. She was happy, despite the consequences of her actions. She knew that if the Secretary of the Navy found out, he would have her badge. But, she would worry about that later. She was going to focus on her new relationship, and making it work before she announced it to the world.

As she rolled out of bed, she knew that she and Jethro would have to talk. And soon. They had far too much water under the bridge, and it needed to be cleared before they could really start over. She hopped into the shower, thinking about how she could breach the subject. Jethro was a man of few words, so getting him to talk was going to be a problem. In the meantime, she certainly knew how to tease him.


After the body had been examined, and the evidence collected, Gibbs and the team returned to the bullpen. So far they knew that the sailor's name was Greg Thompson, a 20 year old male who was just about to be deployed for the first time. He had been stabbed in the heart five times, but they had found the knife a block from the scene, with bloody fingerprints all over it. Gibbs internally hoped that this would be an open and closed case. He had had a heavy case load the past couple of weeks, and needed a day to catch up on all of his paper work before he got into a fight with Jenny. And for what must have been the thousandth time today, his thoughts returned to the beautiful red-head and the morning's events. His thoughts were interrupted, however, by his phone ringing.

"Gibbs" he barked into his phone.

"Agent Gibbs," answered Cynthia, "Director Shepard would like to see you in her office. She wants an update on the current case."

"Ok, I'll be up there in a minute," replied Gibbs. He quickly got up off his chair and ran up the stairs, two at a time. He strode past Cynthia, giving a curt nod, opened the door to Jenny's office, and walked straight in. Jenny stood with her back to the door, looking out at the Navy Yard.

"You wished to see me Director?" inquired Gibbs with a smile.

"Yes," Jenny replied as she turned to look at Gibbs. He noticed her radiant smile as she slowly turned to face, what he did not expect was the outfit that she was wearing. She was wearing a tight black dress that just came above her knew, her signature black stilettoes, and a forest green blazer. She looked amazing, he thought.

"I take it you like my outfit," she enquired. He knew that he had been caught staring, but it was hard not to.

"I haven't decided yet," he replied slyly. She smirked in return.

"Anyway, I was wondering how your case was coming along?"

"At the moment we are just waiting on forensics, our victim was stabbed five times in the chest with a knife. We have found the weapon and are just waiting on the fingerprints to get a match." While he was talking, he had noticed that Jenny had moved closer to where he was standing. She lent up towards his ear and huskily whispered, "Will the case be finished by tonight Agent Gibbs?"

"I sure hope so Jen" he replied in a rough voice. By the way that she was acting, he knew he was in for a treat tonight.

"I'll order Chinese and wait for you in the basement?"

He nodded as he moved to make an exit.

"And Jethro," she called out, "We really do need to talk tonight".

He nodded for a second time and strode out of the office past Cynthia. He headed for the elevator, to check up on Abby. While in the elevator, he thought that Jenny was such a tease. The way that she was acting, he wasn't going to be able to concentrate for the rest of the day. The elevator made a "ding" sound that indicated that he had reached Abby's lab. As he headed into the lab, McGee called, "Boss, Abby has a hit on the fingerprints. The fingerprints matched a 22 year-old girl named Grace Johnson, she was previously arrested for drink-driving a couple of months ago. Tony and Ziva have already gone to pick her up".

"Good job guys," Gibbs grunted back. While he waited for Ziva and Tony to return, he was going to grab a coffee.

**Their talk will be detailed in the next chapter!**