Thanks for all the reviews. Good to know that so many people like the story, hope that continues. Sorry late getting this up. Real life seems to always interrupt when you are working on things..

Jenny and Jethro arrived back at NCIS in record time. Jethro climbed out of the car and went to open Jenny's door. He looked at her and noticed that she was slightly pale. "Are you alright, Director?"

"Just noticed that you have not lost your driving abilities. If it wasn't for the fact that your license plate had government on the back, you would be bankrupt from speeding tickets." She closed her door and they began the long walk to the elevator.

"That's rich coming from the woman who almost got our cover blown in Paris by driving… what was it Jen… 90 miles an hour?"

"93 and if I remember correctly I was rushing you to the hospital after being shot."

"Which I told you not to do."

"There was no way I was going to let you bleed to death in that back alley. Correct me if I'm wrong I not only talked my way out of the ticket without telling the police you were shot but I also was able to get Ducky snuck into the hospital to be the medical official that fixed you up." She watched him nod at her. "Also was able to obtain enough pain medication to keep you out of pain and help out when I took that round to the thigh."

He smirked at her. "Yeah I remember that. You know, you are able to get anything you want by smiling and batting those green eyes of yours." He hit the button to get the elevator to come to them.

"I can't help it if men only think with their small head." She heard the ding of the elevator and knew that she would be able to get in the last word since he would not want to continue this discussion in front of his team. She turned and smirked at him before getting in. "Proof of that is that smile got you in my bed."

He followed in behind her and hit the button for the floor he needed. Before it even got past the 2nd floor, he hit the emergency stop button. He moved closer to her and trapped her against the wall. "It wasn't your smile that got me in your bed. It was your temper and the fire in your eyes when you get mad." He gave her a long passionate kiss and started creeping his hands down her body.

When she felt his hands getting dangerously close to her breast she pulled back. "We have to stop."

"We were just getting started."

"I know and while I would love to continue, we can not do this on NCIS grounds."

"Why the hell not? It wouldn't be the first time we did it in this building. As a mater of fact it wouldn't be the second. Let me see…" He got that distant look in his eyes like he was trying to remember something. "There was that time in the evidence room, autopsy, the room that is now Abby's lab, interrogation room, MTAC, Director Morrow's office, and even in the bullpen once after a really, really long night. I even remember a few sweaty moments here in this very …"

She put her hand against his mouth to shut him up. "I clearly remember every time you and I were together here." She moved out of his arms to hit the emergency switch to get the elevator moving again. "I'm the director now. My job does not allow me to have sex at the agency." She looked up at the numbers and saw that they were almost on the floor they needed. She decided that it would be a little fun to tease him. She hit the stop button just before the door was to open. She turned around, placed a hand against his face and placed a soft gentle kiss against his lips. She looked up at him and ran her hands down his chest seductively. "So you will just have to wait until tonight, Jethro." She turned around and hit the button again just before he could get his hands on her.

He heard the ding of the elevator, signaling that they were on the floor they needed. It was then he realized what she was doing and it pissed him off. He was pissed off that she was able to get to him like that and it pissed him off that he fell for it. He watched her get off the elevator and he followed behind her. He quickened his pace and walked along side her. When they rounded the corner he saw Tony sitting his desk and a woman was there with him. He figured this had to be the person Tony had told him about on the phone. He walked over to his desk and Tony got up and walked to his desk. The exchange he saw next surprised him. The woman turned to Jenny and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Shalom Jen."

He watched as Jenny returned the kiss and did the same on the other cheek. "Shalom."

He listened as they exchanged some words including the woman asking Jenny if she had missed it. Jenny told her "Yes you did but we didn't."

Tony interrupted his eavesdropping by walking closer to the desk. He knew what he wanted to know. "You first."

"Ziva David. Mossad. She's here to stop you from whacking Ari. Yours?"

"Director Jenny Shepard. Same mission."

He noticed Tony do a double take at the name. "Which agency?"

"Ours."

Tony kind of laughed at the idea. "Yeah." Then he kind of checked the two women talking out.

Jethro could almost read Tony's mind and he didn't like it. He was close to telling him to back off when Jenny and Ziva walked up to the desk.

"Special Agent Gibbs, Ziva David. Mossad."

"Ziva." She extended her hand for Jethro to shake. "Director Shepard has spoken often of you."

He wondered just was she meant with that comment. He kind of smirked at the idea that maybe she thought of him as much as he thought of her. "Really."

Jenny could see the wheels moving in his head. She had to interrupt his train of thought. "Ziva and I worked antiterrorist ops since 9-11. You saw one today in MTAC."

"That was yours?"

"I only acquired the Intel." Any more discussion was interrupted by the sound of a phone ringing. Ziva reached into the side pocket of her pants. "Excuse me." Ziva walked away to answer the phone in private.

Jenny could feel eyes looking at her and knew it was not Jethro's. She turned to look at Tony and saw the look of curiosity in his eyes. "Yes, I really am the new NCIS Director."

Tony kind of laughed "Yeah". He couldn't help up check her out. "Wow."

Jethro watched as Jenny walked away. He also saw the way Tony was looking at her as she walked away. He couldn't really blame him. She has always been the type of woman that while you hated to see her go, you loved to watch her leave. He walked around his desk to follow her. As he walked by he had to do something to get Tony's mind off Jenny and he knew just what would do it. He slapped Tony upside the head, just a little harder than normal to tell him to keep your eyes off her.

He heard Tony gasp at the slap and knew his point was made. "Good to have you back boss."

He walked by Ziva talking into her cell phone by the window. He noticed that she was talking in Hebrew. It was times like this he really wished he had learned the language. Where was Jenny when you needed her? She was fluent in several languages, including Hebrew. The truth of the matter was that Jenny wasn't here and he had no idea what she was saying so there was no reason to try to eavesdrop.

He continued walking by and noticed Jenny standing in the small work room by herself. She was stirring a cup of coffee with a far away look in her eyes. He knew that she would not hear him walk in, let alone hear the sound of the door closing or locking. He walked up behind her and put his arms around her waist. He felt her jump slightly. "What are you thinking about?"

Jenny relaxed in his arms. She leaned back and rested her head against his shoulder. "I was just wondering what exactly Agent DiNozzo did to warrant that head slap?"

"I didn't like the way he was looking at you."

"What's wrong, Jethro, worried that a younger agent might steal me away?"

He leaned down right next to her ear and whispered. "Not at all Jen." He started kissing her down her neck. He felt her tense back up and knew what she was worried about. "Don't worry. I closed and locked the door. Just wanted to spend a little time with you. You know how I get when other men look at you. I don't like men messing with my things."

She lifted her head up and looked at him. "Your things. You don't own me Leroy Jethro Gibbs. No one owns me."

"I didn't mean it that way Jen. I know I don't own you. It's just…" He paused trying to think about what exactly he wanted to say. "Since you walked back into my life, the things I felt while we were partners have come back. I just don't like for men to look at you like you are some kind of piece of meat. You know how I get when that happens."

She flashed back to a night several years ago.

They were in Russia. A man was standing to close to Jenny. He had his hand on her back. Jenny was flirting with him. She could feel a million eyes on her but the only one she really cared about was the blue eyes that were glaring across the room. When she felt his hand move dangerously lower, she knew she had to stop him before anything got too far. She spoke to him in perfect Russian, **"Я не думаю что вы должно сделать то перед каждым. Могл сделать вашу осадку любовника- (I don't think you should do that in front of everyone. Might make your lover upset) ."** She turned and walked away from the man. She looked around trying to find her lover in the room. She watched as he walked toward the man she was just standing near, with rage in his eyes. She knew what he would do when he got to him and she had to stop him. She walked faster to catch up with him. When she reached him, she brushed her hand across his back to gain his attention and gave him a seductive look with her eyes when she had it. She walked to a back balcony, far away from the party and waited. She felt a hand grab her arm to spin her around and came face to face with Jethro. She felt him crush his lips against hers. When she pulled back to get a breath she felt it was time to talk. "What do you think you were doing? You could have ruined our cover."

"He should have never laid a hand on you. You are mine."

"You are not honestly trying to make it sound like you own me Jethro."

"Wouldn't think of it Jen. I just don't like men laying their hand on my girl."

Hearing him say that turned her on more than anything else ever has. She pulled him back to her, latched her lips against his and allowed him to pick her up to rest her on the railing. She pulled back briefly to look in his eyes. "I love you Jethro."

"I love you too Jen." He kissed her again and pushed her dress up. She quickly up zipped his pants. He entered her quickly and heard her moan out loud. He didn't take his time. There would be plenty of time later to make love. Right now he just wanted to prove to her that she was his. With one final thrust, he felt her come undone and he followed right along with her. He nipped her neck, leaving a mark and growled "Mine" against her ear.

He looked at her, noticing that she had a far away look in her eyes and saw a slight blush coming up on her skin. He knew that she did this when she was aroused. He tightened the hug on her and leaned in close to her. "What are you thinking about now?"

"I was thinking about Russia and how you almost ruined 6 months of undercover work. If I hadn't stopped you, you would have gone right up and killed that man."

"Hey! He had no right to lay a hand on you." He kissed the side of neck. "And I would not have killed him. I just would have explained to him that you were already taken."

"And how would you have done that?" She turned around and looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "With a head slap?"

"No. Beaten the knowledge into him." He leaned down and gave her a quick peck on the lips. "He was a criminal. No one has the right to touch you except me, especially not a dirty criminal." He smirked at her with his next comment. "Plus, I didn't hear any complaining from you on the balcony as I proved to you that you were mine."

He leaned down and kissed her again. She allowed him to slip his tongue into her mouth. Before it got to passionate she pulled away from him. "We had better get back or they might be wondering where we are."

"Yeah I imagine that Ziva might be done with her conversation. By the way, did you happen to hear who she was talking to?"

"Nope Jethro. I do not eavesdrop into people's private conversations." She noticed the look in his eyes. "Why, did you try?"

"You're damn right I did."

"And let me guess, she was speaking in one of the many languages that you do not feel you need to learn."

"I have never seen the need in knowing Hebrew."

She looked up at him and smirked. "Obviously there is a reason to know it. The reason is so you can understand people who talk in Hebrew." She ran a finger down his chest. "I think there was also a person who was fluent in Hebrew that offered to teach it to you but you turned her down."

He put his arms around her one more time. "I was much more interested in other activities than learning Hebrew and the several other languages you offered to teach me. However, I do have to admit that I really, really enjoyed you screaming in those languages when we were in bed."

She snickered at him as she pulled out of his arms and walked to the door. She turned back and looked at him. "You are a very bad boy Jethro. And I just might have to punish you tonight." She turned back around, unlocked the door and walked away. As she passed by the window, she noticed that Ziva was still on the phone. She also noticed that Jethro was hot on her heals. "Don't even ask, I wasn't listening." They rounded the corner and noticed Tony sitting at his desk. Jethro went to his desk and she went to the empty desk beside Jethro's.

Jethro noticed the look on Tony's face but there was no way he could tell her that she couldn't sit there. While it had been Kate's desk, it had also been hers when she was an agent. He also really wanted her close for the conversation because he had a feeling that it would go bad. She always had a calming effect on him. He also knew that she and Ziva were close and she might be able to calm her down if needed. He watched as Ziva hung up the phone and walked back to the bull pen. "Ms. David. Whose gets cut off if Ari is not a Mossad mole but a terrorist?"

"Mine I suppose since I'm his control officer."

"Ahh… They promote control officers young in Mossad."

"Have to. The good ones are dead at your age."

Jethro knew everyone was surprised that he did not comment about the age comment. "Do you know how I located Ari's terrorist cell?"

"GPS fix off his encrypted cell phone. He wanted you to know the terrorist location so you could stop the missal instead of him. Which would have acetated blowing his cover."

"Only a NSA satellite can GPS an encrypted phone. Ari didn't know I had that asset."

"You give him less credit than he gives you. Who hung up first, you or him?"

Jethro flashed back to the night he found Ari. He signaled the call to be cut. Ziva's voice interrupted his thoughts. "Ari knows a fix takes only 19 seconds. When Shalon visited Bush, Ari's Hamas cell kidnapped Agent Todd."

Jenny noticed the tension from Jethro when Ziva talked about Kate. She knew this could get bad. "Why didn't he kill her instead of freeing her to warn the Secrete Service?"

Jethro leaned forward and Jenny stood up to stop any possible action that might occur.

"I don't know. Why don't you arrange a meet and he can tell me?"

Ziva turns to Jenny. "Ari Haswari is a Mossad operative undercover in Hamas. He hasn't turned on us or you. He didn't kill Agent Todd."

Jenny looked at Jethro. "Gibbs, even if you are right we owe them proof."

"That's all we ask. Don't kill the wrong man."

"Like Mossad did in Norway."

This pissed Ziva off. She slammed her hands against the desk. "That mistake cost us dearly."

"Not as dearly as that Palestinian waiter you killed."

Ziva looked at Jenny to intervene. "Ziva, assure your deputy director that even though Ari Haswari is a suspect, no action will be taken unless we have evidentiary proof." She moved in front of Jethro's desk so she could look him right in the eyes. She took on the personality that she had to. The personality that said I'm the director and I'm in charge. "Proof before action."

Jethro looked at her and got up pissed. Jenny knew that look on Jethro's face. She knew he would not wait for the proof. If he got a chance to kill Ari, he would and she couldn't blame him. She knew how close he gets to his team. They become like a family and if anyone messed with his family, God help you. She also believed he could be right. Her gut was working over time on this case and Jethro taught her to always trust her gut. She always did as a field agent but now she was the director. She couldn't explain to the other agencies that a man was killed based on a gut feeling. They would want proof. There was also Ziva. Jenny knew Ziva almost as well as she knew Jethro. She was more than just a partner; she was one of her best friends. She had never seen Ziva defend someone the way she defended Ari. Their relationship was more than one of coworkers. Jenny didn't know what that relationship was but she knew that if Ari was killed without the proof he was a traitor, it would hurt Ziva very much. Possibly even make her want revenge against Jethro and Jenny did not want to think about what Ziva could do to him.

She had to be objective about this and not let her personal feelings get in the way. She had to be the director. She just couldn't help but wonder if having to be the director just now may have caused her any possible relationship with Jethro.

** Roughly translated to say I don't think you should do that in front of everyone. Might make your lover upset. Please know that I do not know Russian at all and used babel fish to translate.