"Are you sick?" – Gibbs to Jenny
With the bull pen empty, Jenny took the opportunity to get to the bottom of Gibbs learing as of late.
Gibbs looked up then back down at his work. "Still running down leads, will let you know, when I know."
"I know you will."
"Then is there some other reason you're standing over my desk, with that look?"
She shrugged. "What look?"
"Your confused look."
"When did you become an expert on my looks?"
"Since you started using my team to keep secrets from me."
"That's in the past Jethro, let it go." She replied quickly.
"Blood tests." Gibbs shot back.
It was then you could hear a pin drop.
"Did you honestly think I wouldn't find out Jen?"
"I had my hopes."
"Yeah, well I hate to crash your hopes, but is there a reason why you keep, keeping secrets from me?"
She didn't have an answer and decided that leaving this conversation was better than continuing it. "Just let me know when you have a lead on the investigation."
Gibbs got up from his desk and grabbed her arm before she could get further away. "What is going on with you?" He took in a deep breath to calm himself. "First you get obsessed with the Frog, trust DiNozzo to keep it from me, then trust Doctor Mallard to keep this from me…what is it that I did, that you wont trust me Jen?"
She moved her arm from his grip and let her gaze lock onto his eyes. "Ask yourself that question Jethro…" She turned to leave and could feel his eyes burning in to her back. It wasn't long before he followed after her and pulled her into the upper elevator. It took only seconds before he switched off the power.
"Tell me the truth Jen…"
"Why? Just so you can 'be in the know' or because you care Jethro?"
"I care about my team. And I can't do my job if the Director of the Agency keeps ordering them to keep things from me. It's counter productive."
"So this is about your team?"
"Damn right it is. First DiNozzo, then Abby, then Ducky…what's next, you gonna have McGee and Ziva go undercover and never come back."
She put up her hands. "Calm down Agent Gibbs."
The tension in that elevator could be cut with a knife and both of them knew it. They stared silently at each other for a few moments, before Gibbs took the next step.
"Just tell me, Jen. What is this about?"
"Need to know."
Gibbs threw his hands up. "Don't give me that crap…"
Jen examined his response. "Part of my job is to give you crap."
"Oh it's more than part of it."
Gibbs began to calm himself down and reached for the switch. It was then Jen reached for his hand to stop him. She slowly lifted it and pulled him in closer. They were now inches from each other's faces, and neither seemed to mind a bit.
"Is this why you don't trust me Jen? Because you loved me once?" Gibbs asked slowly as he tried to determine her intentions.
The response implied more than Gibbs was expecting. "Then tell me…"
"Why should I?"
Gibbs responded by wrapping his free hand around her neck and pulling her into a passionate kiss. She pulled away for a moment, but it wasn't long before she was meeting his advances. "You think this will get me to tell you?"
Gibbs smiled slightly. "Either way is fine with me."
Jenny used her hands to create some distance between them and began to adjust her hair a bit. "This isn't fine Jethro."
Gibbs took a step back. "What isn't?"
"This…." She stepped back and took in a breath. "Me…you…me."
"You said me twice…"
It was then Gibbs read her body language perfectly. "You're not fine…it's not this, or me…you're not fine are you? You're sick."
Jen began to tear up and let a lone tear fall, but it wasn't long before Gibbs brushed it away and slowly embraced her. "How bad?"
"Bad." She managed as she met his embrace with ease.
"We'll get through it Jen."
They parted from the embrace and Gibbs eyed her intently. "Because it wasn't just once for me either…"