Title: Lockdown

Author: Mrs Scott323

All the screens in MTAC turned black. And then all the lights turned off too.

The two people in the room turned their heads towards the lamps.

"What the hell just happened?"

"Well, just a guess but I think the generator just gave out."

"Very funny Jethro. This is not possible. There is an emergency generator supposed to kick in immediately."

"Relax Jen, it's not like the world has come to an end. We'll get ourselves some flashlights and see if we're able to fix it."

"Didn't you forget one little thing Jethro? MTAC always goes into lockdown every time the power shuts down."

Not believing her he went to the door, feeling his way to it. He tried to open it but unfortunately she had been right. It was shut and there was no way to open it from the inside.

She smirked.

"I hate to say I told you so but, I told you so."

She took her cell phone from her pocket and opened it, the light from the screen reflected in her face.

"I'll call Cynthia, she'll contact someone who can fix this."

She turned away from him and had a short conversation with her secretary. The words 'three hours' and 'postpone all my appointments' were all he could hear. She ended the call with a short "Bye" and closed her phone.

"It looks like we're going to be in here for a while, Cynthia was on the phone with a mechanic at the same time and he told her it would take about three hours to get us out of here."

With a sigh she sat down in one of the comfortable chairs and opened her phone again, just to be able to see something more than darkness.

"So what do you want to do until then?"

While she said it, she wished she hadn't said a thing. On his face appeared a smile, or a smirk, she wasn't sure. But she definitely knew what he was thinking. It was the same thing that she was thinking of.

The last time the two of them had been locked in a room somewhere. Well not really a room, then it had been a janitor's closet.

"What do you want to do until then?"

She looked at him, surprised by the question. They had been in this closet for five minutes now. Together in a very small space. They were shaking off a tail and it had been her idea to hide in this closet for a while.

But that was before she knew the door couldn't be opened from the inside.

"I don't know.." Before she could finish her sentance, his hand was on her mouth. With the finger of his other hand he motioned for her to be silent.

She listened.

Footsteps, just a little further down the hall. The two of them kept silent until the sound disappeared.

Finally he withdrew his hand. The two of them locked eyes, a tiny smile on both their faces.

"Any ideas?"

"At least we have some room to walk now."

"And we can sit more comfortably."

Gibbs sat down next to Jenny.

"Now all I need is some coffee."

Jen rolled her eyes. Addicted much?

The two of them sat in silence for a while. Neither was exactly sure what to say. It had been a while since they had a chance to talk. With no one to interrupt them or a case to fight over.

"Jen?"

"What is it Jethro?"

"How long have we been here?"

Jenny checked the clock on her cell phone.

"Half an hour."

She turned her head. There was something else she really wanted to say. Something she wanted to say for a while now. Her head told her to stop but her heart spoke up first.

"You want to know something?"

Gibbs turned his head to his left to look her in the face.

"Back in that closet there was really something I wanted to do."

He looked a bit confused but when he was about to open his mouth to reply she kissed him. It took him a second to realize what just happened. But then he returned her kiss with equal passion. Her hands ran through his hair, pulling him a little closer as she deepened their kiss. This time it was no duel of words but their tongues did the fighting for them.

Her phone rang and he pulled back\; one of them at least should use their head.

They were Director and Agent. And it was against his own rule. As much as he wanted this. Still wanted this. He shouldn't. Even though she looked incredibly beautiful with her face flushed like it was now.

"Shepard. You'll just have to cancel it. Cynthia? Cynthia?"

"Great. My battery just died."

With a sigh she closed her phone and put it back in her pocket. Neither of them spoke. The uncomfortable silence was almost suffocating. She looked to her right. But it was too dark to see anything. Unfortunately. Did he reget what just happened? She really hoped he didn't. Maybe it had been wrong to let her heart take over.

No. It had been the right choice. She had been walking around with these feelings for so long. And finally it had felt like the time was right. Plus, he had kissed her back.

"Jen, I can hear you think."

She chose not to reply to that. She just stayed silent. Then she felt him move next to her. His hand slowly ran down her arm, covering her hand with his.

"You know Jen, we shouldn't have done that."

"Do you regret it happened?" She tried to keep her voice as steady as she could but there was a small trimble in it. He laced their fingers together.

"No. But it probably wouldn't be a good idea if we did it again."

"Right."

They sat there for a few more minutes. His thumb softly stroking the back of her hand. Both far away in their own thoughts. She could hear he was saying something, but she was unable to make out what it was.

"What did you say Jethro?"

"Asked if you wanted to dance."

"Here? In the dark? Without music?"

"Did we ever need music to dance?"

She smiled, he was right. It had been one of their things in Paris. The dancing. Sometimes there had been music, but most of the times. They were just swaying to the beat of their hearts.

"Alright then." The two got up and he pulled her closer, his arms settled around her waist as she put hers around his neck. They made slow circles, for a moment it was just the two of them in this room. No one else. No agency to run. No interruptions. Just Jenny and Jethro. Together. Dancing.

"Jen?"

She lifted her head from his chest. "What is it?"

She felt his hand on her cheek, his fingers softly running down the line of her jaw.

"We were never any good at following rules, were we?"

She smiled as he captured her lips in a soft kiss. But that soft kiss quickly escalated to something more. Her hands already unbuttoning his shirt. And his exploring every curve of her body all over again. He was glad she had decided to wear a skirt today. He pushed it up a bit, to gain better access. His shirt was fully unbuttoned by now and she was already working on his pants. He tried to catch up by pulling her stockings down. It had been so long since he had been able to run his fingers over the soft skin on her legs. While pulling them down, he made a big run in both of them. But she didn't care.

She pulled him down to the floor, her lips trailing down his chest. He pulled her face back up. He really couldn't wait any longer.

Then the lights went on. And there was static on all the screens. The interruption startled the both of them. Neither of them really cared and wanted to pick up where they left of but they could hear Tony and McGee arguing outside.

"Get your own Probie, that coffee belongs to Gibbs. He'll probably need it. Being caffeïne deprived for all those hours."

"McGee what do you Americans call that again? Sucking up, yes?" Ziva looked at Tim and then at Tony who had put his best 'innocent face' on.

Cynthia approached them from behind, and she entered the security code to unlock the door. Jenny and Gibbs stormed out. Gibbs stopped when he saw his team but Jenny walked further.

Tony whispered loudly "I told you they had a fight, Zee-vah." But he quickly shut up when the Director turned around with something in her hand.

"Cynthia? Is there any chance you could get me a new pair of stockings? I somehow got a run in these."

"Of course Director, I probably have some in my desk."

Tony's gaze traveled down, turning his head slightly to get a better look at the legs of his Boss' Boss. The sharp pain of a headslap put his head in its right position.

"Got you coffee Boss."

Gibbs took the cup and drank most of it. He watched Jenny as she walked of. She threw a short look over her shoulder and winked at him.

It was going to be a long night.