A/N: I felt a built guilty leaving this story so unfinished, and even though you can argue that this isn't really finished either its a lot closer then i left it :) So enjoy.

Their is not such thing as a meaningless question

As jenny got out of her car she felt like she would throw-up, she was so nervous. She was not nervous of Gibbs; she had him wrapped around her finger, well almost. Jenny wasn't actually sure what she was nervous of, or why she held such a sense of impending doom.

She strolled through the car park heals clicking on the cement. She had always liked the sound of heals clicking it soothed her, but not this time. She fiddles with the hem of her white blouse and pulled down her red skirt slightly. Jenny was fidgeting and uneasy, it was a new and strange feeling.

She entered the elevator and pressed the button, sighing heavily as the doors began to close. She tried to focus on her breathing. It was just a normal Monday, it didn't matter what she had done with Jethro on Friday, and most of Saturday, because today was Monday. The door had almost closed when a familiar hand stopped it.

"Morning Jen," Gibbs greeted as he jumped into the elevator.

Jenny straightened herself up even more, still concentrating on her breathing, and not having a heart attack. "Good morning Jethro," she smiled, "I trust you had a pleasant weekend." Jenny quickly covered her mouth with one hand, it was such a routine question that seemed to have a completely different meaning now.

Gibbs leaned over and pushed the button to take them to the bull pen, "Yes I did, thank you" he smirked rolling his eyes.

"You?" he questioned, a little bit inquisitively leaning back into the elevator.

Jenny breathed out heavily one last time. She had found her comfort zone; this was just their usual conversation and she new how to stand her own against Gibbs. "Probably one of the best nights of my life," she beamed.

It wasn't a lie, shore it had taken Jenny a little bit too remember half of it but it she had figured it out eventually.

"Ah, yes I do believe we are doing it again sometime?" Gibbs questioned mischievously.

Jenny tilted he head taking a moment to consider his question then flicked the switch to stop the elevator. Gibbs looked up at her in surprise, not quite sure what was happening.

"I don't think so Jethro," Jenny said smirked completely composed. She had known what she was going to have to say since the minute she had left his house. This was how it had to be, it was the choice she had made. "It was nice, and your charming and handsome and all of that," Jenny started smiling softly and reminiscing as she said so, "and I did enjoy letting my hair down a bit, but it's not going to work out. I'm sorry," she sighed, leaning back onto the elevator walls.

Gibbs looked at her in shock, and they stared at each other in silence for a few moments; Gibbs taking in what he had just head. "You were just letting you hair down?" Gibbs whispered angrily clenching his fist, hating that she had played with his heart again.

Jenny took a step closer to him, still keeping her voice and actions soft and gentle. There was no point in having to screaming voices in an elevator, "You know you mean more to me then that Jethro," she said reaching out to hold his hand, "and maybe it's because of that, that I think you deserve a lot better."

Gibbs looked at her and shook his head, "how do I get better then you Jen?" He laughed quietly and solemnly looking into her eyes, liking how his words made her blush. It was true, Jenny was perfect to him.

"I'm not really the relationship type Jethro," she laughed, "and I like us as friends." Gibbs nodded, still holding hands Gibbs flicked the elevator switch, but the elevator didn't move.

"Don't tell me were trapped in here," Jenny sighed angrily, tapping her foot impatiently.

"Were trapped in here," Gibbs said taking his phone out of his back pocket, and shaking it angrily.

Jenny just shook her head and took the phone off of him, quickly pressing a few buttons. "McGee is telling you that theirs a power cut and not to bother coming to work today," she laughed. Handing him back his phone.

"How did you do that?" Gibbs asked in awe and bewilderment staring at his phone.

"It's a phone, not rocket science Jethro," she laughed. "Well we have a lot of time to ki..." Jenny couldn't even finish her sentences before Gibbs lips were on hers. It had taken her by surprise, but her eyes had naturally closed and she had kissed him back.

"This is the last time," Jenny stated hurriedly in the split second she was able to pull herself away from him.

His arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her even closer, and he spun her swiftly so that he could press her against the wall. "Sure it is," he chuckled sarcastically.

"I have one more question," Jenny whispered holding Jethro's face away with her hands.

"What?" Jethro questioned, slightly impatiently.

"Would you forget what I said about this being the last time," she whispered. Jethro chuckled and kissed her again. That was his answer.