Sorry guys for the long update. I hope you enjoy this chapter...even though I think it sounds lame...anyway, i shouldn't have said that. Please read.

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Chp 6.

Jenny's P.O.V

Jethro drives me mad. Uh, sometimes I wonder why I even married him, but I do love him. Yet we always bicker and argue. I had just sent Ella to her "school", I hope she'll be fine. I fitted her gun out with new bullets, and with Emmery, they should be fine. Hmm....Jethro's getting coffee, which means I had a bit to spare before he comes home.

I walked up the stairs to the small study, which turned out to be almost like a conference room similar to MTAC. I decided to call Ziva.

"Lisa DiNardo, speaking," she answered.

"Hey Lisa, its Annie Bandel. Go on screen."

"Okay, be there....." Ziva appeared on the screen.

"Hello Jenny," she greeted, "Tony's gone to the office, I decided to stay home. Em's at school now, so I think it should be fine. So, is everything fine?"

"Yeah," I answered "Just checking. So have you settled in?"

"Yes," Ziva answered, "But there's a dent in the wall of the house....who owns them?"

"Ziva, just like you. Um...these houses are the British agency's, so I would prefer if you left less dents in the walls."

"Oops, oh well. So do you want me to do....."

"Background checks on the Senator? Yeah, I think it would be nice to know about them so we can talk to them. I'm going to ring America....." A screen beeped. There was an incoming transmission from America.

"Ziva, I need to go off. Do some research. I need to talk to Cleaver." Ziva nodded, and she faded out, while a new image of McGee faded in.

"McGee, how are you?" I smiled at his familiar image.

"Well, I....I....where's Gibbs?" He stuttered.

"Gibbs is getting coffee. So what updates do you have for me?" I asked.

"Well...umm....yes. They have tried to hack into the database again, and I barely kept them out. The hackers are really good, I can't trace where they're from. Others are trying that, I'm not really good at it..."McGee turned and nodded then faced back to me, "Oh, Director, Agent Cleaver wishes to talk to you."

"Very well," I replied, and Agent Cleaver appeared, "Agent Cleaver."

"Good morning, Director. I trust you have settled in?"

"Yes, Emmery and Ella are at the school now."

"If it is possible, if Ella or Emmery can get closer to Forthead's daughter Grace, then try and make a social call....and when you go, try to tweak your appearance a bit, because being the head of a Federal Agency may make you slightly recognizable to some....maybe like put on different colour contacts...."

"Cleaver, that is impossible. If I want to change my eye colour for that one social call, I'll have to wear those contacts when I go everywhere. No, I am not doing that. I'll just put on makeup and other...items."

"Very well, ma'am. I am sure Agent McGee told you about the hacker. The sooner you can contact the Fortheads, the better. Oh, and tell everyone to be at the office conference room at 1630, including the children. Then we will discuss the happenings and plans. Farewell, Director Shepard."

"Bye, Agent Cleaver." The image dissolved. Jethro suddenly barged in, as usual, and found a gun pointed at him. I lowered it when I noticed it was Jethro.

"Jethro, I talked to....."

"Cleaver, I know. I overheard the last snippet. Well, coffee, Jen?" I gratefully accepted the cup of steaming coffee.

"Let's go down to the lounge room," I said, and together, with Jethro's comforting arm around me, we walked down the steps to the lounge room.


Anyway...even though that sounded slightly lame....the next chapter is hopefully better....but anyway, please review! It makes me happy! please?!