Thanks for reading and reviewing the first chapter it means a lot, here is the second hope you like.

If anyone who reads this is waiting on the next chapter of one of my many other stories 'Obviously, Perhaps' it won't be anytime soon as I'm completely stumped, sorry.

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Chapter 2

Gibbs just stared at the woman who what felt like half an hour ago was his wife and the mother of their two beautiful children as she droned on about god knows what and paced around in what seemed to be her office. "Jethro are you even listening to me?" Jenny asked with her hands on her hips and using a no nonsense tone.

"Ugh what?" Gibbs stumbled with his words.

Jenny looked at him with concern as she walked over to him and placed her cool hand on his forehead "You ok, you've gone really pale?" she said with care and worry lacing her voice and facial features, reminding him of the Jenny he had loved and married.

"I'm fine, just a little confused" Gibbs stated as the women moved her hand from his head.

Jenny raised an eyebrow and pursed her lips together "About what?" she asked.

"What happened to us Jen, we used to be happy, we used to be in love" Gibbs said his ocean blue eyes meeting her grass green.

Jenny had to step away from him, he was getting too close, she would never let him close to her again. "Things change Jethro, people change" the redhead walked away back to behind her desk, where she was safe, where Gibbs wouldn't be able to look into her eyes and see the searing mix of pain and love hiding behind. "I think you should go see Ducky" she commented after a moment "Your obviously not yourself" Jenny said motioning to the door with her hand.

"Not the only one" Gibbs mumbled to himself before walking out of her office and going to the elevator.

Everything was messed up and Gibbs was the most he'd ever been confused, he had a family, he had Jenny, Josh and Lanie didn't he? And when had Jenny become the director of NCIS? And when had she turned into the emotionless ice queen?

His head began to hurt and then he remembered the accident, fighting with Jenny. He head slapped himself remembering some of his last words to her 'if I'm such a bad father, a bad husband maybe I shouldn't be anymore'. He didn't mean it not one word, he loved Jenny, he loved their son and daughter this wasn't fair.

The ding of the elevator brought him from his spiralling thoughts, walked off dragging his feet much like a child as he walked into autopsy "Ah Jethro, Jennifer called and told me I'd be expecting you"

"Uhuh" he grumbled sitting down on an autopsy slab.

Ducky wheeled his chair over to sit in front of his friend "What seems to be the problem?" he asked.

"You wouldn't believe me Duck if I told you" Gibbs didn't even look at his friend.

"Try me" Ducky pushed.

The younger man sighed "Fine but don't blame me when you think I'm crazy"

"I already know you are not of a sane mind Jethro" the doctor chuckled trying to lighten the mood. "No please tell me" He said turning serious.

"Ok fine…yesterday I was married to Jenny and we had children together and then I have a car accident and I'm stuck here where none of that is true" Gibbs explained sitting up and looking at the older man.

"So what you are saying is that you have fallen into an alternate reality?" Ducky asked pushing his glasses further onto his face.

"Yes" Gibbs nodded "Jenny and I got married after Paris, we have a ten year old boy Josh and an eighteen month old called Lanie whose a mini Jenny I swear and Josh talks a mile a minute like Jen and has the most wonderful smile" Ducky watched as Gibbs spoke about his family, the way he was happy and a smile was plastered on his face.

"I believe you Jethro" Ducky said placing a hand on the younger man's shoulder.

"You do?" Gibbs asked confused and surprised that he wasn't being put into a strait jacket.

Ducky nodded "You speak with such emotion and love for your life with them it is very hard to not believe you"

"How do you think I can go back?" Gibbs asked slightly impatiently.

"Are you sure you want to go back?" Ducky asked.

"Of course I do" Gibbs said getting up off of the table just as Ducky's desk phone began to ring.

The doctor got up from the chair and picked up the phone "Autopsy…yes uhuh…I'll be right there" Gibbs heard him say "Well it looks like you are going to have to find that out on your own" Ducky said before leaving autopsy.

Moments later Gibbs stepped on the elevator and it just so happened to be holding Jenny as well, "Jethro" he nodded.

"Director" Gibbs grumbled as he stood beside the women he used to share more than just the elevator with.

"Did Ducky figure out what's wrong with you?" she asked trying not to show him how worried she really was about him.

"Yeah" Gibbs nodded "I miss my family".

"Of course you do" Jenny gave him a sad smile "I can't imagine what it was like to lose Shannon and Kelly" she shook her head, not liking to think about how he lied to her.

"No Jen not them" Gibbs said making the redhead look at him.

"Then who are you talking about?" she asked taking a step back from him.

"You, Josh and Lanie" he stated taking in Jenny's shocked expression.

"I have no idea what you are going on about" Jenny said hoping they would arrive at her floor soon.

Gibbs didn't want to creep her out more than he already was, maybe he could get her to feel the same way he felt about her, make the old feelings resurface, he moved his arm to snake around her quickly, when she didn't try and push him away he went on further to move his head close to hers and kiss her slowly, he felt Jenny respond which made his hear flutter with hope for a moment but then he felt her push her hands against his chest prying them apart and then felt the impact of her hand on his cheek.

"Go home Jethro and don't you dare step near me or this agency until you have your head screwed on properly" She instructed before getting out of the elevator quickly so he wouldn't see the tears trying to escape her eyes. He always knew how to toy with her emotions.

Gibbs was left with a broken heart and a throbbing cheek; he'd forgotten that Jenny could pack a punch. He decided to take her up on her offer of him going home.

He was surprised that he'd managed to find his car let alone gone to his house and found that he still owned it.

Gibbs opened the front door and automatically missed Josh rushing into him and yabbering about his day and then walking into the kitchen to find Jenny humming a song while she cooked up some dinner and little Lanie sat in her highchair watching her mother and gurgling happily to herself.

He missed the good old days. The house was a dull grey not the vibrant place he loved to live.

As he looked around nothing was the same but then he found the only constant the basement. It still held the frame of the boat, it looked the exact same.

Slowly the special agent made his way over to the bourbon and took a good sip straight from the bottle before picking up his sanding block and beginning to work on the boat. Gibbs sighed, he was going to be stuck in this hell for a while, he could feel it in his gut.

TBC…

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