A/N: These ten words were given to me by A'serene.
I was going to wait until tomorrow to post these but I decided to be nice, and remembered that I won't have time tomorrow.
Ocean
It was an unsaid promise between the two of them. She had put in hours towards its completion, and she would be damned if he wasn't going to take her sailing on the ocean when the boat was done.
Orchid
She wasn't one to fawn over romantic gestures and cliché setups, but a gigantic bouquet of orchids could not go unnoticed. Cynthia had praised them, Ziva and Abby had taken turns admiring the delicate petals, Tony had snooped around for the card and evidence from whoever had sent them, and Ducky had smiled a knowing smile at the sight of them.
It was as good of an apology she was going to get, and she liked it that way.
Escape (Another one thanks to Jeanne -.-)
Everyone wants that head-over-heels, thinking about you every second type of love. But Jenny, she was one of the few that felt suffocated by it. She had no other choice but to escape.
Purple
The purple nighty haunted his memory. She'd worn it all over Europe and he was pretty sure she was wearing it tonight, or at least she had been before his call. Now he was only imagining how good it must still look on her.
Fantasy
She shouldn't be having this fantasy, not now not ever. But every glance towards the desk had her aching for him to bust into her office and take at work.
The door opened.
"Jethro, get over here." He followed her orders and sauntered up to her.
She attacked his mouth and only pulled away when she realized he was trying to say something.
"Is this a fantasy of yours, Jen?"
Her eyes darkened and he had his answer. Jenny was having fantasies of office sex; this was going to work out well for him.
Chocolate
The cake was done up nicely and the guests were marveling at the beauty of the ceremony. Stephanie looked nice in her wedding dress and he had to admit he was enjoying her smiling. She had chosen everything that went into the flashy ceremony, from his tux to the cake flavor. She had chose Vanilla.
Jen would have wanted Chocolate.
Stapler (Really didn't like this
one, but couldn't think of something to fit with stapler that
wasn't played out.)
Paperwork was boring and repetitive and everything she despised about this job. She read, signed, stapled; over and over again. When she stapled though, it was far harder than it needed to be and the poor stapler was taking all the brunt of her frustrations. She'd have to get him to buy her a new one.
Purse
Abby and McGee were only trying to help, they honestly hadn't intended on finding what they did. Jenny had left her purse on Gibbs desk on her way out, and good hearted Timmy came to the forensic extraordinaire for advice on what to do with it. She went to stash it on a shelf in her lab until tomorrow, when it fell.
A packet of condoms tumbled out of the bag.
That was the last time they ever tried to help Jenny with her purse.
Blanket
"Jethro."
No reply.
"Jethro."
Nothing.
"Jethro! Dammit give me some."
Simultaneously she wrenched the blanket from his body and kicked him clear to the other side of the bed.
"Jen, I'm cold."
"Go get another blanket." She said making her point – He knew better than to talk back.
Watch
He had missed another awards ceremony. She had once again called him and he had scraped by barely with some highly fabricated story. He had expected to be let off the hook and was looking foreword to spending a relaxing night with her.
He was not suspecting a watch sitting on his bed where he had thought she should be.
Maybe next time you'll be on time.
-Jenny
He smirked and conceded to her point. She was after all, Madame Director.
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