AN: So here's the deal we had a chapter originally planned and then we didn't like it so we kind of started over and this is what came of it! Please review!
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"I told you, I'm fine Jethro!" she raised her voice. "How many times do I
have to tell you? Do you want me to spell it out for you? Would that make it
easier for you to comprehend?" she asked.
"Jen I just want you and the baby to be fine" he placed his hands on her
growing abdomen. Jenny rolled her eyes. "I know you mean well Jethro, but I
honestly did eat and I'm not an invalid, I'm just pregnant, I can still do
what I wish" she stated. He nodded, sadness was evident in his eyes as he
tried to avoid hers.
" Jethro, we're fine. Isn't that all that matters?"
" Jen, you need to eat."
" Leroy Jethro Gibbs! I do eat! I'm not stupid. I'm not a child. And I'm
definitely know I'm pregnant. So if you think I haven't figure it out by
now,
then I don't know what to say."
" Jen, you fainted from low blood sugar. Does that say anything to you?"
" It says that you need to get off my back and I'll eat when I can actually
keep stuff down. I'm not feeling a hundred percent Jethro right now. I'm
throwing up left and right and I'm so freaking tired!" She said near tears.
This pregnancy thing was still new. She just forgot to eat. But she had to
for
the baby.
" Jen, I'm not trying to sound like I'm overprotective, but seriously. What
do you think I was going to do? Sit back and relax? No. I will not."
" Oh for the love of god Jethro! We're FINE! Nothing happened. The baby's
fine. And I'm fine. We're both FINE. I know I need to eat. I know. I get it.
So stop worrying and let me do this on my own!"
"But you are not on your own Jenny! I am here and no matter what you say to
me, not matter how harsh it may be, I will never leave you" he gazed at her,
his eyes meeting hers. "I'm here for good" he concluded, eyes still remained
on hers. She was the first one to break the contact.
"Yeah, but if you keep pushing me Jethro, you will push me right out that
door" she pointed to the door.
" Jen." He said.
" Jethro, I love you. I really do. But get a grip. I know I'm pregnant. And it's your child, but we'll get through this. I don't want to be pushed away. I don't want to be just another number." He took her face in his hands gently so she was looking into his eyes.
" You. Will. Never. Be. Another. Number." He said slowly. Before he kissed her lips, they lingered in that moment as their passion tool them to another world, to a world on where crime didn't exist, a world were they could just be Jen and Gibbs. Moments later when their lips separated, their foreheads rested
onto one another as they gazed in to each others eyes, breathlessly. "You will never be just another number" he repeated again.
She nodded understanding and mentally analyzing his confession. "Now, will you back away a little and give me the space and freedom that I need? Or are
you going to be the pain my ass?" she said, sounding a little harsher than she had intended. He backed off knowing she could go off at any moment. She
yawned.
" Sleep. I'll be here when you wake up." She nodded before letting sleep take over her. He shook his head silently chuckling.
~*~*~*~*
Just like he had said, when her eyes opened she found Gibbs eyes on her, she smiled coyly at him. "Have you been looking at me the whole time I was
sleeping?" she smiled and nodded. "You looked cute" his smile widened.
"That's really weird" she said, trying to keep a poker face, but failed when the corner of her lips curled into a smile.
" How ya feeling?"
" Good. I'm really hungry and tired." He chuckled. She grabbed the extra pillow on her bed and chucked it at him.
" Abusive!" He said trying not to laugh.
" Not true." She defended. He smiled. That playful side he hadn't seen since Paris was showing through a tad bit.
" What are you smiling about?" She asked smiling.
" You." He answered.
" Why?" She asked confused.
" Paris."
" Ah." She said understanding.
" You haven't thrown anything at me in a long time."
" I'm not Diane!"
" I still have the scar from it."
" If I'd thrown something at you, it probably would've been something bigger
and harder."
" What's harder then a golf club?"
" I'll throw my blow dryer at you."
" That doesn't hurt." He mumbled.
" Who threw a blow dryer at you?" She practically squeaked with laughter.
" An ex-girlfriend. She got really mad and threw her blow dryer at me." Jenny starting laughing hysterically.
"Yes true! But I only knew her for a few weeks. It was right after we broke up, I was heartbroken, she was available. I didn't really bother to remember every little detail, my mind was still in Paris with you" he smiled and continued "She was just another number. Anyways, she had planned to go for a meal that night, but I had already made plans with a few guys from work, when I was having a few drinks, she called me and asked for my location. One thing led to another and before I knew it, I was back at the hotel that I was staying in, she was came rushing in, screaming at me. I said that I wanted to break up, I told her I loved someone else, she got angry and threw her blow dryer at me" he finished his little story and glared at Jenny. She began to laugh again.
"Don't go forgetting my birthday!" she exclaimed. "Or I will do more damage than a blow dryer" she smiled innocently. He rolled his eyes.
" How could I forget? You tell me every single month before it comes around."
"At least you won't get hit on the head by a blow dryer any time soon" she grinned. He smiled back at her.
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Three weeks later...
Gibbs and Jenny were sitting on the sofa, watching television when he moved his face towards her stomach and whispered to her abdomen. "I love you little one".
"What are you doing? The baby can't hear you yet?" she looked at him, in amusement.
"Actually Jenny, Research shows that when a baby is developing, it is helpful for the parents to talk to he or she. Reading books or simply singing to the bump, helps them to familiarize the father's and mother's voice" he stated, as he employed the matter-of-fact voice.
"Okay, mister smart a**, lets sing him a song then shall we?"
" You can. I don't sing."
" Fine. But don't laugh at the song choice."
" You have my word."
Midnight moonlight shining through the curtain lace
Paints a perfect picture on your perfect face
One sweet angel sleeping in my arms
You are the promise I knew God would keep
You are the gift that makes my world complete
And you'll never know how much I love you
But I'll keep on telling you my whole life through
Now I believe in miracles, and you're the reason why
So dream on while I sing you my angel's lullaby
" Where'd you learn that?"
" It's just a Reba McEntire song I love."
" Who?"
" She's a country singer. Red hair. Had her own show. Sings a song called Fancy. And Whoever's in New England. Does he Love you with Linda Davis wonderful duet."
"Nope, never heard of her" he stated. Jenny rolled her eyes at him, she smiled secretly at him and rested her head on his shoulder.
"So tomorrow is Saturday, and the weather forecast said it's going to be hot" he stated the facts. "I was thinking, should we go for a picnic?" he asked. She got a strange look on her face before she could answer.
" What's wrong?"
" Say something to the baby again."
" Why?"
" Just do it."
He looked a little confused but obeyed her demand. "well I um..Errm...Hi there baby!" he squinted, he gazed at Jenny and shrugged his shoulders. She shook her head in disbelieve.
"What do you want me to say?" he defended.
" Jethro, say you love him or something. Give me your hand." He did. She set right in the place she felt the light thump, tap, whatever you want to call it.
" What is that?"
" Not gas I can assure you that."
" It's the baby moving."
" Yeah. I'm sure she's got the hiccups."
" Why?"
" It's been this steady for awhile. Then it died down and now it started back up again."
His eyes widened with glee. "Wow! That's amazing, I love you" he kissed her and then turned his attention to the bump again "And I love you, daddy really does" he caressed her swollen abdomen. "When you arrive, daddy will read you bedtime stories" he gently brushed his lips on the bump and felt the baby kick one more. "Woooo there little one. He or she is going to be a kicker" he smiled.
"Are you read to be a soccer mom?" he grinned.
" Oh hell no. I'm not being a soccer mom. I'll just be the mom that's on the sidelines looking at her blackberry in prada."
"And I wouldn't have you any other way" his smiled widened. She look at the time. "I think I'm going to bed." He nodded. She got up and went upstairs and got ready for bed in a tank top and shorts. Her belly was big enough that some of her clothes were getting tight. Gibbs walked up the stairs and walked into the room. Jenny was looking at her belly in the mirror.
" What are you looking at?"
" I'm getting fat." She said.
" Jen, you are not."
"Yes I am" .
"You're pregnant sweetie, it's natural to put on weight, in fact I think the baby would benifit if you were to put more weight" he tested the waters.
"What. Are you say I'm too skinny now!" she shouted.
"Ye...well N...What!" he exclaimed in confusion."God, when will those hormones of yours disappear?" he muttered.
"It's not my hormones talking right now Jethro. You think I can't look after our child, don't you?" she raised her voice.
"You know what Jenny? I'm going to take a walk. I need to breath" he sighed.
"Okay, I'll go with you" she blurred, standing up from the bed.
"No, I want to go alone I need to think. I'll be back soon" he kissed the top of her head and walked out, leaving her alone in the room.
Feeling lost and alone, Jenny curled up in a ball, or at least tried to with the growing bump and allowed her tears to stream down her cheeks. She knew, that she was being harsh she really did, but every single thing that was happening around her seemed like it was running faster than she was. In a few months she was going to be a mother. Was she really ready for that job? She wiped the remaining tears and decided to call Abby and Ziva. She really needed them right now. She got her cell and dialed Abby's number.
" Hello." Abby answered cheerfully.
" Hey Abby." Jenny managed to choke out.
" Jenny, what's wrong?"
" Do you think you could come over with Ziva for a little bit?"
" Of course. I'll be there in about 15 minutes." Abby said.
" Thanks Abs."
" No problem." Jenny shut her phone. About 15 minutes later she heard the door bell ring. She got up and answered it. Abby and Ziva were standing there holding pillows and movies.
" Hey guys." She said quietly.
" What did Gibbs do?" Ziva asked walking in.
" Nothing. We just got into a little argument."
Abby and Ziva exchanged looks "What about?" Ziva asked as she pushed her long brown hair from her face.
"He said I was skinny and needed to put on weight" Jenny said as she bit her bottom lip.
Abby began to laugh. "Is that all?"
Jenny felt a little silly, all her blood rushed to her face turning her cheeks into different types of red.
"Oh Boy. Jenny my mother always said, the secret to a good relationship is to just compromise. You can't have everything the way you want it, sometimes the man wants to feel useful, just let him take care of you once in a while" Ziva smiled. "And if you tell Anthony DiNozzo.." she used his full name. "that I said this, I'd just deny it!"
" I've been the size of a stick since I was in high school. I don't really put on weight."
" Well you better learn because Gibbs will be shoving food down your throat." Abby said walked into the living and set her pillow down before laying on the floor. Jenny took the couch and Ziva layed next to Abby.
" What movie are we going to watch?"
" The Wedding Date." Abby said smiling.
" Abby." Jenny groaned.
" It's a good movie with Debra Messing. I'll make you watch The Women with her."
" Don't you dare." Jenny said. Abby pouted.
"Fine, Fine. The wedding date it is!" Jenny moaned.
"Cay!" Abby squealed. Ziva rolled her eyes. Jenny just smiled.
As the movie began to play, Jenny heard her phone ringing and excused herself from the living room.
"Hello" she answered.
"Jen, it's me. I'll be at home in an hour. I've been thinkin' I hate fighting with you. Can we just make up?" he asked.
"Yes, of course. I love you and I'm willing to compromise" she smiled through the phone.
"Of course, can we talk when I get in?" he asked.
"Yes, but right now I'm watching The wedding date with Ziva and Abby"
"Sure, go ahead. Speak to you soon. Love you" he ended the call.
She switched the phone off and walked back in the room, sitting in the same place she had before.
"What did I miss?" she smiled.
"She picked his name in the yellow pages, for her sisters wedding and now they just arrived in England" Abby concluded. Jenny sighed. It was going to be a long night. It was almost over when Jethro got home. Abby and Ziva were eating popcorn while Cat was talking to her 'boyfriend' in the rain. He smiled. Jenny was actually watching it, and seemed to be enjoying it.
When the movie ended, Jenny tried to analyze the plot. "So let me get this straight. She finds out that her 'Fiancee' had an affair with her sister by the man she was falling in love with? She then tells him she doesn't want him there and whats him to go back home. To then wanting him back! And why do they always have British actors speaking like that?" Jenny asked.
Abby looked at Jenny, with confusion. "What?"
"You know their accent it's always so well spoken and really posh. I've been in England before and in reality they do NOT speak like that!" Jenny stated.
"Jenny it's just a movie" Ziva laughed.
"Well they should speak like any other British person" Jenny crossed her arms, defensively.
" Dammit, where's Tony when we need him?" Abby joked.
" Not funny Abs." Gibbs said. Abby jumped.
" Oh my god Gibbs! You scared me!"
" Tony should be here in about right now." Just then Tony and McGee burst through the doors.
" That's right I'm here. With McGeek and we come bringing one of THE best movies of all time. Snakes on A Plane."
" Tony." The girls whined. Gibbs had a secret smile on his face.
" We could watch The Dark Night. Or oooo Flight Plan. Forrest Gump. Saving Private Ryan. Or even Titanic."
" Tony none of those movies sound good."
" Saving Private Ryan is one of the best movies of all time! We could watch National Treasure."
" I liked the second one better." Jenny said.
" I did too." Abby said.
" Yeah. It had more action in it." Ziva said. Jenny and Abby nodded.
"Okay then Saving Private Ryan it is!" Tony grinned.
They all cuddled around in the couch and floor and watched the movie that they had picked. Even though the movie was an action movie with many loud sound affects, Gibbs found his girlfriend curled up in a ball, her head rested on his lap fast asleep. He smiled and continued to watch the movie with the others. His life was finally being completed all there was left was for their child to come onto the world and he couldn't be more happy if he tried.
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AN: What do you think? I love it. And seriously the hair dryer thing has happened to a friend of mine. I'm just throwing that out there even thought I never told Em. That'll be later. The song is Angel's Lullaby by Reba McEntire. Um... if you've seen Reba she sang it to Elizabeth. I thought it would be something cute to throw in there. Em loves it. Please review guys! It's how we know that everyone likes it. Thanks :)