A/N: This is all I've got so far but more coming when I figure out what happens next.
Jenny didn't know what time it was the next morning when she felt Jethro's hand on her shoulder as he kissed her cheek. "Morning Beautiful."
She didn't open her eyes. Laying curled up on her side was her most comfortable position right now and she felt like she could sleep for another day at least. She could smell the coffee in Gibbs' hand but even that wasn't enough to entice her to move.
"You don't have to get up Jenny, I just want you to know that I'm leaving. Church with Abby and it won't do to be late. Do you want to come with or would you rather sleep in some more?"
Last year when Gibbs came back from Mexico to stay, Abby had gotten even more attached to her almost father. Everyone knew Abby attended church regularly and the team was often invited along. Sometimes they went and sometimes they didn't. But Sunday morning services and lunch afterward had become a tradition for Abby and Gibbs. Jenny had been included on several occasions. Mostly, she figured, because Abby harboured deep hopes of reuniting her and Gibbs. The funny part now was she kept trying to get the now married couple to fall for each other. Some days it was all they could do not to spill their secret to the "family's" youngest daughter.
Jenny thought about it but she couldn't see herself facing people today and finally shook her head. She and Jethro weren't quite sure about God yet, though they were definitely open to the idea. But after the last couple of days Jenny didn't really want to think about God. It was definitely the "bad things happen" argument.
"Okay," Gibbs agreed, wondering about the wisdom of leaving her alone but not wanting to hover. There was a Sig in each of the bedside tables, a knife under the mattress and if all else fails, a baseball bat behind the door. He was quite sure Jenny could take care of herself. "See you in a few hours darling."
Jenny nodded wearily and felt herself slipping back into sleep.
"How's the director doing Gibbs?" Abby asked, twisting one of her ponytails.
Gibbs sipped his coffee, grateful for the hot liquid and the breakfast sitting in front of him. Abby always insisted on getting breakfast for lunch 'just because'. "What makes you think I would know that Abs?"
Abby rolled her eyes and sighed. "Because Gibbs! Even if you and the director aren't together, yet," she murmured under her breath, "I know you still care what happens to her. Oh it must've been awful! Kidnapped like that for hours and hours and never knowing if you were going to be rescued in time! What would've happened if you hadn't noticed her missing after you left my lab that night?"
Abby paused in her rant and flickered her eyes over to Gibbs. The way she looked at him, her gaze penetrating his thoughts...for a moment Gibbs was sure Abby knew their secret. But to his great relief, she dropped it.
"Anyways, I was thinking I could bring the director over something, y'know, to cheer her up. Hey!"Abby's face brightened. "I could give her my taser! That oughta take care of any other sicko creepy jerk types. Yeah," she mused out loud, " and some flowers too. Black roses always make me feel better."
Gibbs grinned at the bubbly, dark haired Goth as she sucked down another gulp of her beloved Caf-Pow! "I'm sure she'd love anything that came from you Abs. But why don't you wait a day, give her a chance to re-adjust and deal with what happened. On Monday bring the flowers and stuff to her office, that way she'll have something to look at all day that will remind her that she has friends and people who love her all around her."
Abby eye'd Gibb warily. That long of a speech meant something was up, but she simply nodded. "Okay Gibbs." Boy, were she and McGee ever going to have to have a talk tonight! They weren't boyfriend and girlfriend yet but she and Tim were slowly working their way back to that. She often called him in the middle of the night just to talk, or brought a movie over at midnight and fell asleep on his couch. He was a good guy to bounce thoughts off, though he'd probably shoot down all her ideas about Gibbs and the Director, saying it was none of their business. Maybe it wasn't, but Gibbs was practically the daddy of the team and anything that affected him affected them.
They ate the rest of their brunch in relative silence. Abby was used to that. What wasn't normal was the far away look in her boss's eyes, how he got all spaced out and ignored her for minutes at a time until she was tempted to start on a completely ridiculous rant about illogical nonsense going on in her life, just to get his attention. Finally she gave up.
"Alright Papa Bear, I can see you're on another planet. Let's go."
Gibbs looked up, startled. "What? Oh, sorry Abs, guess my mind wandered a bit there."
Abby grinned. "Better not let it do that too often Gibbs, one of these days it may not come back."
Gibbs smiled and shook his head at her. He pulled out a couple of bills and left them on the table for lunch. Tucking her hand into the crook of his elbow and watching as she put up her black lace parasol, Gibbs escorted his favourite out of the small diner and to her red car. Leaning in, he kissed her on the cheek.
"Thanks for this morning Abs, it's always great to see my girl."
Abby wrapped her arms around his neck for a hug. "See you in the lab tomorrow Gibbs."
Gibbs smiled and waved as she drove off, then headed for his own car. It had been hours and he was anxious to get home and see how his wife was doing.