'I'm not going'
Ducky shook his head at the frowning Goth who was currently perched on his desk clutching an embossed wedding invitation, 'Abigail it will devastate Gibbs if you refuse to go'
'Right now Ducky I really don't care', She let out a frustrated scream, 'Why has no one told him he's making a mistake! They're not meant to be together'
'We can't control who we fall in love with my dear'
'If I thought he loved her I could accept this and I would go', Abby shook her head, 'But he doesn't and it's obvious, I mean Tony already has two different pools running, how long till they divorce and what she hits him with when she leaves', She sighed and turned her big eyes to look pleadingly at the doctor, 'Someone needs to talk to him'
'I have already tried that', Ducky let his mind drift back to the argument he had had with his old friend, he had asked if he was sure he was making the right decision and if he loved Hollis. Jethro had shrugged off the questions before angrily growling that he should mind his own business and storming out. He turned his attention back to Abby and shook his head, 'It didn't go very well'
'Humph!', Abby flopped back against the wall, her arms folded, 'Well I'm still not going, maybe he'll take the hint this time'
Ducky couldn't help but smile at the young woman, 'I think he already knows you don't approve'
'What makes you think that?'
'You mean aside from the fact you have still to congratulate him and it's been a month since that little announcement or the fact you now refer to her as that blonde……', Ducky trailed off not entirely comfortable repeating the insult.
Abby threw her arms up in the air yelling, 'Well that's what she is!', before letting herself fall against the cold tiles again. She stayed silent for a few moments but the next time she looked up she was close to tears, 'It's not just that he's making a massive mistake by marrying her Ducky, it's what he's doing to Jenny. She loves him and he loves her, this is hurting her'
'I don't imagine she is finding it easy to deal with but….'
'No buts Ducky, she looks so sad, I mean she's trying to put on a brave face but her eyes are just filled with hurt and it doesn't help that Tony and Ziva refuse to talk to her. Jenny and Ziva were really close and now just because Jenny was doing her job Ziva has blanked her. As for Gibbs he needs one of his own head slaps, he really does. This is not going to end well'
'I know my dear but Gibbs seemed intent on carrying through with this wedding and it's in two weeks time so I don't see him changing his mind now'
'Well I for one am not going to encourage this and will be boycotting the 'blessed' event. You know I bet the real reason they can't get married in a church isn't Gibbs's divorces but the fact that she's the devil and would melt or something'
Try as he might Ducky couldn't help but let out a small laugh at the look on Abby's face, 'I think you need to calm down'
Abby swung herself off the counter and stomped out of Autopsy calling behind her, 'I will not calm down!'
Gibbs rubbed at his forehead in frustration and glanced at the clock on his desk, it was now half ten at night, he should have known it would be one of those days. In fact really it had been one of those months, he had forgotten how much he hated planning weddings and Hollis talked about it almost non-stop now. First it had been the location, then it had been flower arrangements and where to go on their honeymoon, Gibbs grimaced, he wasn't looking forward to that part, the reason being that he couldn't stop thinking about Jenny. Whenever he was with Hollis she invaded his senses so she was all he could think about and he constantly had to keep a reign on himself to ensure he didn't call out her name, he didn't see Hollis being impressed with that somehow.
Then there was today, today had been a nightmare, first of all the wedding invites had arrived and Abby had pointblank refused to go and had then stormed off to her lab. It had went from bad to worse when they got involved in a stand off between a suspect who had in his infinite wisdom had decided to take his secretary hostage when they had went to arrest him. Jenny had told him to wait for the hostage negotiators but instead he had went in regardless, they had got the woman out safely but Gibbs just knew he was going to get a slap on the wrists tomorrow for disobeying a direct order. Thankfully it looked like she had gone home for the night, so he had dismissed his team and decided to write up his incident report in peace, also he wanted to avoid yet more wedding talk with Hollis.
Filing away the last of her paperwork Jenny began to gather up her belongings to head home, it was almost eleven and she figured she should at least try to get some sleep tonight, she had barely slept more than a few hours a night since La Grenouille's body had been found. At least she had managed to avoid her aunt's Sunday dinners, she had faked a national crisis and then kept saying she had to work. She just couldn't sit there with her family and pretend she was ok, they would take one look at the dark circles that her make up was now failing to cover and the fact she had dropped a dress size and would instantly see through her lies.
Jenny shoved yet more paperwork into her briefcase, if she couldn't sleep she may as well get more work done, after all she had enough of it. Today had added to it, what with the guy that Jethro had stormed in and shot, despite the fact she had told him to wait, she would have to yell at him tomorrow. The only problem was that she would have to see him to do that, she had been avoiding him ever since she found out he was engaged, she figured the less she saw him the less it would hurt in the long run.
Shrugging her coat on and lifting her bag and briefcase she headed out of her office, as she walked onto the catwalk her stomach dropped, Jethro was sitting alone in the bull pen quietly doing his paperwork. For a moment Jenny debated what she should do before deciding she may as well sort it out tonight and save herself the headache tomorrow, sighing she called out, 'Agent Gibbs', she waited for him to turn around, 'I'd like to talk to you in my office, now.'
She watched and waited as he got up and slowly moved towards the staircase before she turned back to her office, silently dreading the conversation, well more like argument that was about to take place.
Of course she had still been in, how could he have thought she would have went home at a decent time and now here she was calling him into her office like a lamb to the slaughter. Gibbs followed her in and waited silently as she turned on the lights and threw her jacket over the chair before turning to face him. Her face was pale and drawn as she asked, 'What the hell did you think you were doing today?'
'My job', he knew his response would annoy her and he wanted it to, he had done the right thing, waiting would have only made the situation worse.
Jenny's voice raised slightly, 'You completely disregarded a direct order, you acted unprofessionally and could have got yourself and other innocent people killed!'
Gibbs felt his patience snap, she acted like she was perfect, like she had never made a mistake, like she never got too involved, he scoffed at her, 'Oh that's rich'
Her voice hardened, 'What is that meant to mean?'
'You wanting to lecture me about acting unprofessionally after that fiasco with The Frog is unbelievable'
'This is not about me'
'That makes a change'
'You can't speak to me like this, I'm your boss!', Gibbs knew instantly that he had went slightly too far, Jenny had obviously been on edge anyway and he had given her that extra shove. Her eyes were a blaze of green and her pale face was flushed with anger. Despite this he continued to press ahead,
'So come on Jen, why do you get to do what the hell you like?'
For a moment Gibbs thought she was going to explode with rage, that she would finally show some emotion, he was wrong, all of a sudden she pulled herself up straight and tried to compose herself. He could tell it was an act because of the way her left fist was clenched, the knuckles turning white, 'You know what Agent Gibbs I am done talking to you about this, just make sure your incident report is on my desk first thing'.
She went to push past him, but he wouldn't let her, he was so fed up with her shutting him out, with her insistence that she was fine when she was actually starting to crumble. Gibbs grabbed her forearms and unceremoniously hauled her onto her tip toes, she look up at him in slight shock as he ground out, 'What the hell is going on with you Jen?'
At first Jenny was shocked into silence, then the anger she had tried to push away bubbled up and seemed to prickle underneath her skin, grasping onto her control by the skin of her teeth she forced out, 'I am fine'
His eyes narrowed at her, 'No you're not!'
'It's none of your concern'
'It is when you act like a cast iron bitch!'
Jenny finally snapped, screaming at him, 'How dare you!' and tried to pull herself free from his grip, he was stronger than her though and held her fast pulling her back into him every time she tried to yank herself away.
He was angry and he didn't know why, it might have been her reluctance to talk to him, it might just have been his frustration over the fact she haunted his thoughts day and night no matter what he did. When he looked back he would never be able to tell who initiated the kiss, whether it was her or him. All he knew was that it was almost violent in it's intensity. As she threaded her fingers through his hair, he angled her face upwards, slipping his tongue into her mouth, fighting with hers. He knew it was anger that was fuelling this but he didn't care, the only thing he cared about was that they didn't stop. Even when they needed air their lips were stayed so close that they were almost touching and they were sharing each other's air as their hands pulled at the other's clothing.
Jenny had no idea why she was letting this happen, although she knew couldn't stop it if she tried, she needed this, she had wanted it for so long and she didn't care how wrong it was because it felt too good. She moaned slightly as Jethro lowered her onto the floor, his mouth trailing over her now naked chest, licking and biting at her collarbone as she wrapped her legs around his waist her hands trailing downwards towards his belt.
At some point they were both aware that the mood had shifted, what had been started in anger was now something completely different. The anger had given them a reason to give in but it was the lingering feelings between them that had kept them from pushing the other away.
She felt like his hands were everywhere, like they were burning her flesh, it was all too much and not enough at the same time, she needed more, she needed him. Eventually after what felt like hours he thrust into her and she couldn't help but let out a small scream, her back arching, pushing her hips closer into his. She met his pace and opened her eyes, locking onto his, she could see the passion behind them and she needed even more from him. Desperately she reached for his hand, entwining their fingers as she spiraled out of control, his name on her lips as she fell apart.
She was writhing under him and breaking his self control, it almost felt like a dream, he'd thought about her for so long and now he had her he could scarcely believe it. She opened her eyes and that startling green stared into his, her pupils dark and widened. He felt her search for his hand and slipped it into hers as he tilted her hips one last time, she cried out his name and hearing it in her breathy tone and the way she had clenched around him made him follow her over the edge, groaning her name as his head fell to her shoulder and he spilled into her.
It took them a few minutes to regain their breaths, she looked up at him, her lips swollen and her cheeks flushed and the guilt almost choked him. He was getting married, what the hell was he doing? He slipped out of her and fell to her side, he could hear her still rapid breathing and he didn't know what to do. After a minute or so he got to his feet and began to pull on his clothing, out of the corner of his eye he saw Jenny sit up and pull the throw off her sofa wrapping it around herself. He couldn't look at her, if he did he knew he would let himself get carried away again and he had caused enough damage. Gibbs didn't say anything to her, he just finished getting dressed and walked out of her office.
Jenny watched in silence as he got dressed, waiting for him to speak, he didn't though and without even looking at her or saying a word he walked out of her office. She sat on her floor alone and wrapped in nothing but her throw, how could she have let herself get so carried away? She let out a sob, she felt completely ashamed of herself, she had just slept with her engaged subordinate who had walked out only minutes after they had made love. Not only that but she had reopened all her old wounds when it came to Jethro, as the tears fell freely down her face Jenny realised that once again she was completely alone.
Yeah I know Gibbs is being a real ass in this story. Next chapter's the aftermath and a talk between Jenny and Abby. Thank you for all the reviews so far, please keep it up :)
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