AN: Hey lovelies, sorry about the wait. Gaaahhh Dontcha just hate writers block? Well this story is somewhat taking a different turn than what I expected, but luckily I have Kelly to help me out, thanks so much girl! Anyways, I shook some things up a bit, a lot of Jibbs awesomeness in this chapter.

I really like the idea of Ducky getting married, what do you think? ANYWAYS, leave me some feedback? Questions, suggestions, ideas, I'm open to anything!

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xoxox-Cassie

Gibbs walked towards the bed that Jenny was standing on. She was halfway dressed and holding her blouse against her chest.

"So there a reason you need help Jen?" Gibbs said, ignoring her appearance and examining the tipped over nightstand beside her bed.

"Okay I know what you're going to say when I tell you so just save us the breath and don't say it, but well I was getting dressed and I swear a spider this big," she held her arms out wide for emphasis, forgetting she was only in her red bra, "popped out of my drawer when I went to grab my glasses!"

Gibbs chuckled, watching her in amusement.

"IT'S NOT FUNNY AGENT GIBBS! I know it must seem like a stupid silly thing, but I am deathly afraid of them," She looked at him, and realized he was checking her out, a blush began to creep onto her neck and cheeks. "and now completely embarrassed that I had to call you in for help. So please will you find it and kill it so we can pretend this never happened?"

Gibbs nodded, still laughing. He walked over to her dresser and lifted it up, he placed the drawers back in the slots as he looked for the spider. Not many things fell out of the drawers, but he made an attempt to put the little trinkets and books back when he noticed a switchblade that had made its way under her bed.

Gibbs reached for the weapon when the said spider speedily ran from under the bed and out into the open, Jenny let out a squeak and Gibbs quickly slammed his foot on it.

"There ya go Jen, the spider is no more."

Jenny slowly stepped off the bed, using Gibbs' shoulder as support. She clutched her blouse close to her chest and faced him.

"Thank you Jethro." She said smiling widely.

"Anytime." Gibbs bent over and reached his hand back under the bed, Jenny watched, confused.

He stood straight and held her switchblade out to her.

"What's with the blade?"

Jenny snatched it out of his grasp and slid it into her dress pants pocket.

"It was my ex husbands, I keep it for protection. Kinda ironic though don't-cha think?"

As Gibbs looked into her eyes he noticed her right eye slightly twitch, he stared hard but didn't say anything else. Jenny figured he wasn't okay with that answer so she elaborated further.

"After Michael left, I decided to take it upon myself and learn how to shoot, and I took a few self defense classes. This house seemed too big for just me, so I figured if anything happened I should be prepared."

Jenny looked down and her fingertips grazed her abdomen where she was stabbed. "I obviously didn't plan accordingly."

Gibbs' eyes followed her to her stomach, and again he caught sight of the tattoo peaking out the top of her pants, he couldn't make out what it was, but it was all black and there was some kind of writing.

"I'll be downstairs waiting." He said, leaving the room and closing the door behind him. Jenny let out a large breath, placed the knife back into her drawer and finished getting ready.

Tony sat at his desk, picking up his phone for the hundredth time he dialed his bosses number, and not surprisingly it went to voicemail…again.

"GAH, where could he be Zee-vah?"

Ziva rolled her eyes, and continued looking through the cold-case file that matched the case they were handling now.

"How should I know Tony? It is not any of our business, but if he wanted us to know where he was, we would know."

Tony rolled his eyes, glancing over at his bosses empty desk.

"If I didn't know any better I'd say he was with Jenny Shepard…"

Zivas eyes shot up from the file and she glared at her partner.

"Let us hope he is not with her." She said.

Tony smirked.

"Ah Ha! I knew it, you don't like her! The real question is why though? Abby loves her, I find her charming, Ducky, McGeek and of course Gibbs likes her. So what are your ninja mutant senses telling you about the coffee shop owner Ziva?"

Ziva sighed and stared Tony down.

"It's not that I do not like her Tony, but she is very familiar to me, and I can't exactly place how. I am just frustrated. Plus she is hiding something."

Tony's eyes widened. "How do you figure she's hiding something?"

The Israeli smiled and whispered, "We are all hiding something Tony."

Just as Tony was about to reply, Abby ran into the bullpin with McGee on one side of her and Ducky on the other.

"TONY, ZIVA! WE HAVE WONDERFUL NEWS! TELL THEM DUCKY!"

Ducky stepped away from the screaming goth and smiled. "Well, I have been dating a woman and her name is Barbra-"

"GO DUCKMAN, UP HIGH!" Tony said excitedly, holding his hand up for a high-five. Ducky lightly slapped the agents hand back and smiled.

"Anyways, I plan to ask Barbra to marry me this weekend and if she says yes, I would love for all of you to be included in the wedding."

Abby squealed and jumped up and down in excitement.

Tony and Ziva shared a look and got up to congratulate Ducky and interrogate him about his potential fiance.

Gibbs stood in the study, his eyes examining the pictures hung up on the wall.

"That's my father and uncle." Jenny's voice said from behind him. He turned around and took in her outfit. Tight black dress pants and a button up silky green blouse with tall black heels, she looked better than good and he couldn't help but admire her.

"Hubba Hubba." He said in a low voice.

Jenny laughed and walked further into the room until she was standing right next to him.

"Thanks." She said smiling widely and looking at the picture.

"My father and uncle practically raised me, my mother left when I was a child so I was daddy's girl." Gibbs watched her as she stared at the picture; he wasn't sure what to say.

She looked over at him and caught him watching her. Jenny smiled softy and ran her fingers through her red hair.

"I'll take it your team did a check on me," She waited for an answer and continued when she didn't get one. "So you must know about my father's alleged suicide?"

Gibbs' eyes widened and he nodded once, not breaking the eye contact.

"Well, he didn't kill himself, he was murdered." She said, turning back towards the picture. Her eyes lingered on the picture for a few moments before she walked out of the room.

Jenny grabbed her coat out of the hall closet and attempted to put it on with her injured shoulder, she jumped slightly when she felt a pair of strong hands grip lightly on her shoulders.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare ya Jen."

She let out a sigh of relief and allowed him to help put her coat on her. Gibbs escorted her out of her house, and waited as she locked the doors.

"I never lock my doors." Gibbs said randomly, slightly surprising Jenny.

"Why not?" The redhead asked, actually curious.

"I've got nothing to be scared of." He said simply, shrugging his shoulders.

"Ah, well that's interesting."

They walked down to their cars and stood on the sidewalk facing each other.

"Look-" "I-"

Gibbs and Jenny both began to speak at the same time. He nodded for Jenny to go first.

"Look Jethro, I can't even begin to thank you for everything…especially killing the spider," she chuckled and wrapped her coat around her closer. "But, Is there anything I can do for you? I really don't-"

"Dinner." Gibbs said interrupting her.

"What?"

"You can thank me by having dinner with me, maybe a few free coffees when I stop by the shop, but dinner soon."

Jenny nodded, biting her lip.

"Fair enough, when?"

Gibbs shrugged.

"I'll call ya."

Jenny unlocked her car and smiled.

"Alright, see you around Jethro."

"Bye Jen."

Jenny Shepard drove off and Gibbs watched as she turned the corner, he smirked before he got into his own car. Before driving off he got out his phone and turned it on.

16 missed calls, 4 voicemails.

Gibbs remembered how McGee taught him how to listen to his voicemails and followed the instructions carefully. He laughed in triumph as he heard the computerized voice.

"First unheard message: Boss it's me, we got a break in the case, where are you? Never mind but call me when you get this."

Gibbs threw his phone into the passenger seat and sped off towards NCIS, all the time he was unaware of someone watching him from a car parked on the other side of the street.