This is actually the last finished&beta-ed chapter of the story. So sorry if I don't update for a while longer.
There should be about 6 more chapters for the whole series and then it's all over... according to my timeline.
No promises on a happy-ending though!
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Chapter 4

"Hey, I brought take out," Hollis said indicating the big brown bag that she had with her along with the drinks on the travel holders. Gibbs stopped sanding the boat and put his things away helping Hollis set up their dinner.

Ever since the previous day when Hollis had met Genvieve she had been trying to get him to talk about her and her obvious connection to his former boss and lover. Though, Gibbs being Gibbs, he wasn't talking. He'd just changed the subject or go silent completely. It was giving Hollis more food for thought, more things she was growing suspicion on.

"Jethro," Hollis started knowing that she shouldn't be once again pushing him. She had done it before and it had gotten them nowhere, but the mystery was killing her.

Gibbs looked up at her motioning for her to continue. He was still chewing on his take out after, and he had been taught that talking with one's mouths' full is rude.

"Who is she?" Hollis asked him. They both knew that she didn't have to identify who the 'she' was. In their previous relationship it was Jennifer Shepard, she was the looming presence getting in their way. Or so Hollis though, she had discovered that there was also Shannon and Kelly who he was never able to let go. Now the one mystery stood was Genvieve Staton; the look-alike of Jenny Shepard.

"We've bee through this Hollis," Gibbs started. "She's a material witness to a cold case that we were investigating."

"I mean her connection to former Director Shepard. They have more than a passing resemblance," Hollis replied not believing the little information that he was feeding her.

"Is she on witness protection?"

"Not as far as I know," Gibbs said just wanting the conversation to be over. He didn't want to spend the whole night arguing and proving that Genvieve Staton wasn't Jennifer Shepard because she wasn't. He could tell, he knew Jennifer Shepard like the back of his hand. Genvieve Staton was a stranger to him, another pretty face in the crowd that he'd rather not get involved in.

"Jethro, you know," Hollis stated. "You would know."

Gibbs shook his head putting his food down and getting his sander back and sanding his boat. It was the only way he knew how to give Hollis the hint to just drop it. He had been giving her those hints for the past couple of days since Genvieve Staton had walked into the bullpen to talk to Ziva and Tony about the missing link that she might've been able to help them with.

Hollis shut up resuming to pick her food and take small bites as she watched her lover work seamlessly on his new boat. It wasn't the boat that he was working on, the first time around. He had completed another one since then. This one was different. And she had a sneaking suspicion at the name that he was thinking of giving the boat. Jenny. It only made sense to do so after all.

"Jethro if you aren't... when we started this again we both said we'd try harder," Hollis started walking up to him and taking the sander out of his hands. She forced him to look her in the eye showing him the raw emotion of hurt that she spent up to her like they had agreed. Talk. To open up to her like they had agreed.

"I'm not looking for a replacement," Gibbs started," not for Shannon or Kelly or even Jen. I'm just looking for you."

"Me?" Hollis whispered. Gibbs was never this sincere, especially with words.

"You're it Hol."

"You are too, Jethro," Hollis said closing the gap between them with a kiss.

Meanwhile, the team was gathered at the front porch of a newly built suburban home. Genvieve Staton's home.

"Ring the bell," Ziva said poking Tony. Tony jumped up and poked Ziva back.

"Well if you kids are done here," Genvieve said opening the door sporting an amused smile as she let Tony, Ziva, McGee and Abby inside her home. "Ducky's not coming?"

"Ducky has a date!"

"Good for him," Genvieve responded ushering the four into her dinning room where their dinner was all set and ready for them to eat. She had gotten hold of a great housemaid through Abby's, Noemi, who had helped her in cooking and told her stories about her old boss though never disclosing her previous Boss' name.

"Smells good," Abby noted sitting down to the seat next to McGee in front of Ziva who sat beside Tony. Jenny took the seat on the head of the table looking over at the four with a smile on her face.

"It does," Ziva agreed reaching for the bread in the middle of the table and cutting herself a piece as Tony got started on the main course already.

"Mommy always cooks good meals," Abby muttered as she chewed on her piece of food.

"Your welcome Abs," Genvieve smiled at her then turned her attention to the rest of them who were devouring their food.

This was her family right now, and even if she couldn't remember who she was before this whole thing, as long as her four 'kids' were there, it didn't seem like anything else really mattered.

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