A/N: I know the timeline on this story is pretty screwed up, but bear with me. It IS and AU story, so I mixed with the characters/timelines. And, Kelly and Shannon did happen. Diane is Gibbs' second wife. This supposedly takes place after Kill Ari, but if Jenny had taken Kate's place as opposed to Ziva, therefore making Vance the Director. Paris never happened.

Pleasepleasepleaseplease review and tell my what you think so far. I know it doesn't really make sense. I enjoy feedback. It helps me improve.

"It's raining," Jenny said solemnly. The had come to a dry spot in the case, and they hadn't gotten a lead in...forever.

"No duh..." DiNozzo said with a snort. McGee sat at his desk, earbuds in. Gibbs and Diane were no where to be found.

"Truth or dare?" Jenny muttered. DiNozzo turned and stared at her.

"What?" he asked.

"Truth. Or. Dare?" she repeated.

"Are we seriously doing this right now?"

Jenny sighed.

"Truth," DiNozzo said.

"Are you married, Anthony DiNozzo?" Jenny wondered after a moment's thought. He shrugged.

"Nope. Why...interested?"

"You wish," Jenny snorted. "Truth or-"

"-My turn," interrupted DiNozzo. "Truth or d-" He was silenced with the swift "smack" of the boss's hand against his head. "Sorry boss, Jenny started it-"

"I don't care who started it." Gibbs said. Jenny opened her mouth to say some witty, saccharine comment, when she saw Diane enter the bullpen behind Leroy Jethro Gibbs.

"Leroy, is there I desk I could use?" Diane said in a sickeningly sweet voice. Gibbs motioned with his head to an empty desk on the other side of McGee, who was still oblivious to everything. Diane immediately moved her stuff from behind Gibbs' desk to the one that was temporarily hers. Jenny watched her move, and observed her boss's reaction to the woman. She was definitely a fascinating character, and they definitely had a past, if not a present. But for some reason, Gibbs wasn't fascinated with her. Shouldn't he be?

"Jenny, could you be a dear and run up to the Director's office for me? I left a file up there," Diane said, perfectly aware that she was treating the younger woman like a dog.

"It's Agent Shepard," Jenny said with a scowl. She moved to her to Gibbs a look. He returned it, seemingly saying; 'Just do it. I know how you feel.' Jenny sighed, and stood up.

"Diane," Gibbs said warningly.

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

"Thank you, Director," Jenny said, accepting the misplaced file. Vance chuckled.

"That Diane is quite the...agent," he said, almost mirroring her previous thoughts. Jenny nodded eagerly. The Director led her out of his office and began to walk her towards the stairs.

"Absolutely," agreed Jenny.

"You know, a person would have no clue that she would be married to our Leroy Jethro Gibbs..." Vance said, not thinking twice.

"THEY'RE MARRIED?" The shout was heard from across the building, from Abby to the couple themselves.

"She didn't know I was married?" echoed Gibbs, directing it at DiNozzo, who answering with a snort. McGee had even given up listening to his MIT lecture for this. Diane barely shot a glance her husband's way. That woman wasn't as much of a threat as she thought.

o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o

"Emily, come on. You need to get ready for bed." Jenny said.

She was Jenny Shepard the mother, not Jenny Shepard the federal agent now. Taking care of a seven year old child on her own was basically a full-time job. But the child was a joy, and everyone said she looked like her mother. Emily understood (for the most part) her mother's risks that she took every day at her job, and she respected that. So naturally, when the doorbell rang, Jenny shooed her baby girl upstairs.

"Hello?"

"Hey Jen," the man said.

"Leroy Jethro Gibbs," Jenny said, holding back a smile. Of course she was happy to see him. More so than she thought that she could ever be.

"Can I come in?" he asked, as unaware of her home life as she had been with his.

"Uh, for a moment." Jenny stepped aside.

He was polite, hanging up his coat and wiping his feet on the doormat. Gibbs followed his 'probie' to her living room.

"Before you tell me why you're here, there's something that I should probably tell you..." started Jenny.

"Mom..." Emily called, bounding down the stairs. "Who iiiisss it?"

"This is my...boss," Jenny said with an apologetic look to Gibbs. "And Jethro, this is my daughter Emily."

"She's...beautiful." Gibbs said.

She was. Not only because Emily looked so much like her mother. But she also looked like another seven year old that Gibbs once used to know.

"Now, let mommy talk quickly." Jenny whispered to her daughter.

"Can I finish my cookies then?" Emily said with a teasing smirk. Jenny sighed.

"Fine. You only get to stay up this once." Satisfied with her mother's answer, the girl skipped away.

"I believe questions are in order," Jenny muttered.

"For both of us." Gibbs agreed.

"Why didn't you tell me?" questioned Jenny.

"I didn't think it would come up," Gibbs said, dishonestly. And Jenny could tell that there was more to say then that. "When?" rebounded Gibbs.

"I was 21," answered Jenny, truthfully.

"Father?"

"Gone. Out of the picture." Jenny said, as her final word on the matter. Gibbs nodded.

"She's...beautiful," he repeated. Jenny laughed at his repetitiveness.

"Get a...thesaurus," she muttered. He smiled. "I should've told you."

Gibbs shook his head. "You've only been with us for a few months. And I understand."

But the things that you could learn to love about a person in a few months...

And the reason Gibbs didn't tell Jenny about Diane?

Because he was thinking about divorcing her.

He didn't know who he was in love with anymore.