For a long time she just sat staring at the phone, willing herself to summon up the courage to phone Jethro, Mel was right she couldn't hide it from him, sooner or later it would come out and it was surely better if she told him face to face. Jenny reached out and grabbed the cordless phone, heading upstairs as she dialed his mobile number, he answered quickly,

'Director Sheppard I suppose this is work related?'

'No actually it's not…', she stared at the phone in shock as the sound of the dial tone reached her ears. It was as if that sound triggered something in her, she became determined to get him to talk to her. She tried again and again, it wasn't until the fourth time that he finally picked up again, snapping,

'What!'

'I need to talk to you'

'You said it didn't have anything to do with work and you only wanted to talk to me if it was work related, so I don't see why this phone call is necessary'

Jenny rubbed at her forehead, she had to do it, she had to tell him, 'Jethro I know what I said but this is important, I really need you to come over here so we can talk……please Jethro'

All she could hear on the other side of the phone was his quiet breathing, she knew that she had stunned him, she had never asked him for anything but she was asking him now. He sighed, 'Fine I'll be round in as soon as I can'

'Thank you Jethro', he just mumbled something in reply before hanging up. Jenny took a deep breath, now she just had too make sure she didn't chicken out.

Throwing his phone onto the passenger seat Gibbs let out a low groan, he really didn't want to have to go round to see Jen, it wouldn't go well. He knew they would either end up screaming at each other or would end up in bed, in fact it was highly probable that they would manage both and he couldn't do that, he was married and however unhappy his marriage was at this moment in time it would be wrong of him to seek comfort elsewhere. Hollis had asked him to make an effort to save their marriage and he owed it to her to at the very least try.

Gibbs ran his hand through his hair, he had only agreed to go because Jenny had asked him, she had never actually asked him for something before. Normally she didn't have to, she either told him point blank what she wanted or needed, or he just knew but tonight she had sounded so desperate, almost as though she was pleading with him and he hadn't been able to deny her. Now that it was just him alone with his thoughts though he was beginning to regret it, if his relationship with Hollis was going to have any sort of a future then he had to stop going running to Jenny. Gibbs let out a sigh, he wasn't going, he couldn't, whatever was going on with her Jenny would just have to deal with it by herself.

Sean smiled to himself as he parked his car at the bottom of the street and made his way to the townhouse. He could see through the windows that there was lights on throughout the house but figured that she did that as a security measure, if she worked long hours then her house was a sitting target, lights made it look as though she was home. He slipped round the side of the house and arrived at the back door where he pulled on his black leather gloves and expertly picked the lock, letting the door swing open. He headed up the stairs first, deciding to look around before deciding what he wanted to take, first of all he walked into what was probably one of the guest rooms and began to look around.

Jenny yawned and stretched out on her bed she glanced over at the clock, she had phoned Jethro almost an hour ago, where was he? It was at that moment she could have sworn she heard someone making their way up the stairs, that was probably him just now.

She pushed herself up off the bed and straightened down her hair before heading into the darkened hallway, she frowned as she moved towards her stairs, she was just about to call out when there was a crash behind her and she swirled round and walked almost hesitantly towards the guest bedroom where the noise had emanated from. She was almost at the doorway when the plumber from earlier walked out, for a brief moment they just stared at each other. Jenny's eyes flickered to his black gloves and the rucksack over his back and she turned to run down the stairs, she had only just reached the top step when he grabbed her and whirled her round to face him. His hand tightened on her wrists, bruising her, she managed to free one hand and slapped him across the face, her nails scratching his skin. He tried to push her in the direction of the hall cupboard but she wrenched herself backwards, for a moment they struggled, both trying to gain the upper hand. Then Jenny lost her footing and she felt the grip on her wrists loosen and she let out a harsh scream as she toppled backwards before her head connected with the banister and everything went black.

He honestly hadn't expected anyone to be home, at first when he had seen her standing in the hallway he had been frozen in shock. Then she had turned to run and he realised that if she called the police he would go back to prison, he had to stop her, had to get as far away from here before they came looking for him. He knew there was a cupboard at the end of the hallway and he just wanted to shut her in there, it would give him the chance to escape. Running after her he knocked over the table in the hall, grabbing her he attempted to back her towards the cupboard but she fought him every step of the way so he tightened his grip, knowing he was bruising her fair skin. Somehow she freed one hand and managed to scratch down his face, for a few more minutes they fought, she was a lot stronger than she looked.

Then somehow she managed to lose her footing, he saw the look of panic that crossed her face and in that moment he knew how to fix his problem, he let her go and she let out a scream that would haunt him for the rest of his days as she flew backwards. He watched in horror as she rolled down the stairs before landing at the bottom. Sean moved slowly down the stairs. She lay awkwardly on her back, her legs sprawled up the stairs, the side of her face was already badly bruised and there was a gash across her forehead and her hand lay across her stomach, the other one stretched out to the side. He looked at her in horror, he hadn't meant to hurt her, he had just panicked. She wasn't moving, there was no sign of life about her, he backed slowly away from her and ran out of the back door, he was a murderer.

Just a warning it's going to get worse. Amazingly though I am still in a good mood because I've thought of a fluffy story I can write once this is over, I feel fluff is needed lol as well as figuring out how I'm rewriting Tangled Web :)

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