Jenny had taken it upon herself to select a maid of honor for the wedding. It was a hard choice, since she had so many capable females in her life. But she believed she had made the right choice. Ziva David and Jenny Shepard go back, they were already friends and partners long ago, and that is why she chose Ziva as her maid of honor, making Cynthia and Abby bridesmaids. What really struck Jenny hard was the fact that her sister, Heather, was not able to be her maid of honor, nor was her father able to walk her down the aisle. But it was the NCIS family that counted now, and she was glad to share her special day with them. It truly would have been fun though, if she and Heather had felt childish enough, to play a few tricks on Jethro before the wedding, involving perhaps trading places. As identical twins, it would have worked perfectly.
"It looks beautiful," Jenny said, looking at Ziva in her light green maid of honor's dress. The color looked just perfect on her olive skin. Ziva spun once more and silently agreed with her.
"Now we get to see yours Jenny!" Ziva said, quickly stepping back in the fitting room. Jenny sighed, and reluctantly stepped into a room of her own. Ziva got back into her regular clothes and waited for Jenny to come out. When she did, it was worth the wait. The dress was a cream color and swept the floor. The neck was lined in pearls and the billowing sleeves reached her elbows. Ziva sucked in a breath and stared. It was truly breathtaking.
"Jen, Il es parfait. Je ne peux pas attendre port te voir Gibbs." Ziva said. Jenny smiled. Neither could she.
Jenny was waiting for the moment. She was at the end of the aisle leading to the altar. She and Gibbs were having and outdoor wedding, in the NCIS yard area actually. Everything looked perfect, and it was decorating with green and white flowers. She could see Gibbs at the front of the area, with the preacher, surrounded by Ziva, Abby, and Cynthia on one side, and DiNozzo on his other side. Gibbs' outfit matched Jenny's, in a tuxedo and cream shirt. The only thing she was waiting for was for Ducky to take her arm. And when he did, she was ready.
"Jenny," he said, wrapping his arm through the crook of her elbow. "The best of luck to both of you."
"Thank you Ducky," she breathed, kissing him on the cheek, and they began to walk. Jenny saw Gibbs checking her out as she walked down the aisle and almost laughed aloud at the inappropriate time he at chosen. But when she got to him, he hugged her whispered in her ear;
"You look gorgeous." Jenny grinned and returned the compliment, while the preacher started talking. Neither one paid much attention to what he was saying, knowing somewhere, someone was recording. I mean, why not? It's the director of NCIS. The couple was too busy simply looking at each other to care about anything else in the world. But when it was time, they were prepared.
""Do you, Leroy Jethro Gibbs, take Jennifer Shepard, to be your lawful, wedded wife?" The preacher asked. Jenny smiled at him.
"I do." Gibbs said.
"And do you, Jennifer Shepard, take Leroy Jethro Gibbs, to be your lawful wedded husband."
"I do!" I said.
"And by the law and the church, I now pronounce you husband and wife." The preacher looked at Gibbs and he grabbed Jenny's hand. "You may kiss the bride."
*Jen, Il es parfait. Je ne peux pas attendre port te voir Gibbs.*Jen, it is perfect. I can't wait for Gibbs to see it.
A/N: Roughly translated, used Google translate. And the honeymoon is next!