I'm in the giving mood (even thought I'm home with pinkeye) because all my due dates were pushed back a whole week (:
So this is the last 'Lost' chapter and I'm pretty content with it.
The first five chapters of 'Found' have been written out so wait for that(:
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Chapter 7

"Gibbs."

"It's Ducky," Ducky replied after hearing the usual greeting. "Genvieve – Jenny – just suffered through a seizure. I thought I should let you know."

"Seizure, Duck? It have anything to do with her little thing before she died?"

"I won't know for sure until I've seen her labs. I strongly advice that you come here with your team if they would wish."

"Critical?" Gibbs guessed. Tony who was on the laptop for God only knows what looked at him with a worried expression. He could only be talking about one person and that wasn't a good thing.

"It doesn't look good," Ducky admitted. "I wouldn't ask you to stop your investigating to come here otherwise. It seemed as though she had a second blunt trauma to her head just recently and her fainting triggered it."

"I'll be there as soon as I can," Gibbs said motioning Tony to walk up the stairs and follow him out. Gibbs broke every speed limit to get to the hospital as soon as he could. When he said as soon as he could, he meant it.

"I'll call the team," Tony said excusing himself from the two older men who he knew needed private time to talk. Gibbs especially. Tony knew that if Jeanne had walked back into his life only to be killed before they got to set things right, he would be angry for one. Blaming himself for another.

"Any news?" Gibbs asked approaching Ducky.

"They're opening her up in biopsy to see what's wrong, I stand as her medical proxy because there is nobody else for her."

"Duck…"

"She's gonna get through it," Ducky said his hand on his friend's shoulder squeezing it. "Genvieve, Jennifer. Whoever she is, she'll always be a fighter; it's her gut instinct."

Gibbs opened his mouth to say something but his phone rang suddenly, it was Vance.

"Gibbs."

"Jethro, Vance," Vance greeted.

"Yeah, I know."

"I just called to tell you, Jethro, that it's official. Petty Officer Eric Andrews' case will be handed over to the FBI. I know you enjoy turf wars with the FBI but there is no room for that in this case. The case is handed to them, simple as that."

"Whatever you say, Director," Gibbs said rolling his eyes knowing the reason behind all this. Vance had no clue that they had already gotten on his trail and was looking for evidence. Good.

"I was expecting more fight from you, Jethro."

"No sir, you've made it perfectly clear."

"Well good," Vance said patting his back as he hung up the phone thinking what a piece of cake that was. Gibbs was thinking the same thing because he had learned how to anticipate already and this was one of the moves that he was already looking forward too.

A doctor approached them and introduced himself. Dr. Todd Gelfland, a familiar name to both Ducky and Gibbs.

"I'm the Head of Neurology," Todd explained. "I understand that she has had a previous operation to get a stage 2 tumor out accompanied by a blunt force trauma before all of this."

"Yes," Ducky agreed not really knowing why. He had figured that the tumor was gone; otherwise she wouldn't be in the state she was in today. "She had stage 2 brain cancer."

"Yes well, the first trauma was the one that has caused what you had said was amnesia. It may be temporary; we'll run some more tests. The second trauma was very recent, it's what caused the seizure that we had today; there was a clot that we recently just fixed. We had to shave some of her hair off to do so, but it's nothing major seeing as it's at the bottom of her head, very easy to be covered by the hair on the top parts."

"She's gonna be okay? We can see her?" Gibbs asked his usual façade out of the way. Just hearing what it was that his Jen has been going through, how much her brain had been through operations and such.

"You may see her now, she may just be waking up for the anesthetic."

Gibbs looked over at Ducky trying to silently communicate with her.

"I shall go and help Tony in informing the team about Genvieve's status."

Gibbs nodded walking over into the room where Genvieve... Jenny... was. He spotted her laying there with a bandage around her head, red hair poking out. He sat down on the nearest chair dragging it so that it would be next to her, so that he could place his hand in hers. It was something he never understood why people do it. He knew that it had something to do with giving them comfort but that was it.

"I know you're Jenny," Gibbs whispered in the air talking to the redhead next to him. "You're still as beautiful as the last time I saw you."

He paused stroking her hair with the hand that didn't hold hers. "You're blonde now, can't imagine why. Looks good..."

"I missed you," Gibbs admitted for what seems to be the first time. "I miss you, and I know that it's you. Abby says DNA doesn't lie, I know well enough to believe that. But do you know you're Jenny? Is that the problem?"

She stirred a bit alerting Gibbs in her awakening. He reached over for the cup of water that was sitting nearby knowing that she would be thirsty. She opened her eyes, her green eyes immediately meeting his blue ones.

"Where am I?" she asked raspy.

"You're in the hospital," Gibbs elaborated. "You fainted, and according to Ducky, you had a seizure. There was a blood clot... your doctor... Water?"

"Yeah," she reapplied reaching for the water letting Gibbs help her sit up. "You've been here the whole time?"

"It's only been a couple of hours," Gibbs admitted with a shrug. "I was gone to investigate for sometime. Sent Ducky here."

"She -- I -- Jenny Shepard must've mean a lot to you," Genvieve observed, though it didn't take much to get to that conclusion.

"She meant the world to me," Gibbs admitted for the first time since Shannon died that someone was his world and it wasn't Shannon or Kelly.

It was Jenny Shepard or whoever she was now.

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