Sep 18
Be courteous to all, but intimate with few, and let those few be well tried before you give them your confidence. – George Washington
Ducky smiled warmly at the redhead as he entered her office. Jethro was right; she really did work too hard.
In a sense, he was glad of her work. She had raised the agency to new heights, secured an impressive budget and kept the place running like clockwork. It was not as though she was wasting her time in the office.
And yet he doubted she allowed herself much time to relax anymore, to be herself. She had no family at home to relax with at the end of a long day. It was probably why she worked longer hours than Jethro did.
Even as a probie, he had been able to see her diplomatic side. She kept Jethro out of trouble on numerous occasions. She was courteous to everyone she met, with the exception of their suspects, whom she simply scared the living daylights out of.
And she carried those skills into her new job. Although a lot of people thought they knew her, they were wrong. She somehow made herself seem open and yet revealed little except to her closest friends. Ducky felt honored to consider himself one of the few.
She did not trust easily, but when she did she would tell that person a lot. She still had her secrets – she wouldn't be Jennifer without those secrets – but they numbered only a handful. She would do anything to help someone in her closest circle.
He was pleased to see her smile back at him as he settled into a chair. She put her pen down, removed her glasses and pushed the file in front of her to one side.
"How can I help you today, Ducky?" she smiled.