Here we go again…

Gibbs dropped Tony of at his house with the promise that he wouldn't do anything stupid. There was no way he would let Tony drive after the amount of alcohol he had consumed in his basement. Then again Gibbs himself was hardly in the limit…

"Oh sod that…" Gibbs thought, hi moral half of his brain wrestling with his emotions.

Gibbs then looked up out of his car window and for the first time noticed where he was driving to. He blinked a couple of times to try and clear his head, his hands seemed to need no instructions as he drove.

"I am over halfway there, might as well finish…" Gibbs muttered out loud.

He swung the car sharply to the left and entered a wide street illuminated by Victorian street lamps. He parked his car next to the wide open green and walked up to one of the houses. Then he rung the door bell and waited for a reply.

None Came…

Gibbs rang again and tapped his foot impatiently. Finally the door was opened by Naomi, Jenny's Housekeeper.

"Jenny is not in cenior Gibbs…" she said confidently.

Gibbs tried to walk in anyway but was blocked by Naomi.

"She is not in Sir, try another time."

Gibbs raised his eyebrows as he looked over her shoulder and could see a soft light coming from underneath Jenny's study door. He smiled innocently at Naomi then walked away. Naomi breathed a sigh of relief and shut the door. She quietly walked to the study and opened the door slightly.

"He has gone Miss Shepard…"Naomi began but then decided to leave Jenny alone, she shut the study door and turned the light of in the hall.

NCISNCISNCISNCIS

Jenny was sitting on the sofa in her study with her knees beneath her chin and rocking backwards and forwards quietly. Her green eyes were blank and were transfixed on the fire in the hearth.

She didn't notice the patio doors open gently behind her, the slight breeze tickled her face, she turned around to see the cause of this and stared straight into the eyes of Leroy Jethro Gibbs.

Jenny screamed but was silenced by Gibbs putting a firm hand over her mouth. JEnny relaxed and looked at the floor.

"What do you want Jethro?" she said with authority.

"To see how you are Jenny. Just, let down your defences for a couple of minutes. No one is here to hurt you." Gibbs whispered in her ear.

"Its my fault…" she said with tears beginning to drip down her cheeks.

Gibbs sat down beside her and pulled her into his chest and began stroking her hair.

"It isn't your fault, you didn't know about Ziva and Tony, there was nothing you could do." Gibbs said regretting everything he had said to her in her office.

"Ziva saved my life in Egypt, I was never able to return that favour. What if I had known Jethro?" Jenny pleaded.

Gibbs put a finger on her lips,

"Don't think in "What ifs" Jen, Don't look back for there was nothing you could have done. It's over." Gibbs said

Jenny stood up and poured Gibbs a glass of wine in a desperate attempt to break the tension in the room. She handed it to him, but he backed her against the table.

"Jethro…" she warned.

"Give me one more chance Jenny, I never forgot about you, and I can't just sit and wait and hope for a miracle."

Jenny looked into his eyes and didn't say a word, it didn't need words. Gibbs kissed her for the first time in eight years. Jenny melted and leant back onto the table, she leaned back and knocked over the bottle of wine. It rolled across the table and smashed on the carpet around their feet. Jenny broke away and looked at the floor. Gibbs grabbed her face roughly.

"We will worry about that tomorrow." He said