Gibbs watched as his team moved around the squadroom as he leant back in his chair, not really paying any attention to what his agents were saying. His mind was too busy replaying the events of the night before up in Jenny's office. He had known that something was wrong with her; he could always tell these things especially when it came to the people he cared about. She was really not going to be with him forever. He knew that one day they would be apart, but he figured that by then they would be old and grey. He laughed silently to himself, for he was already past grey, and he was pretty sure that Jen would die her hair before it ever turned grey. He wasn't sure what he was going to do when she was gone. He had already lost two loves of his life, and he sure didn't want to lose another. Not his Jen, the only one who had made him feel comfortable after he had lost his wife and his daughter. Jen was the only one who was so much like him, to the point that it was almost scary. He felt someone tap him on the shoulder; he was about to tell off the one who disturbed him before he noticed Jen's silver ring. He looked up to notice her smiling at him.

"I haven't seen that look since I told you no back in Europe, Jethro." She replied with a soft glint in her green eyes.

He smirked at her, "something I can do for you Jen?"

McGee, Ziva, and Tony's head shot up; they hadn't heard Gibbs call the Director 'Jen' in quite some time. Something must have happened to change their feelings about each other.

"Actually there is," she took a deep breath and noticed Gibbs' team watching them with curious eyes, "can we talk somewhere more private?"

Gibbs raised his eyebrows, "sure, follow me" he got up from his seat and strode over to the elevator. Jenny quickly followed behind him.

Once the elevator doors had shut and the elevator had made a screeching stop signaling that the emergency switch had been flipped, Tony, McGee, and Ziva turned to face each other. McGee was the first to speak, "What was that all about?"

Tony stood shaking his head, "I don't know McGoo. He called her Jen."

Ziva spoke up, "well that is his nickname for her, is it not."

"Yeah, but he hasn't called her Jen for over a month now" McGee turned back to look at Tony; he could almost see the gears in Tony's head turning. "What are you thinking Tony," McGee questioned only halfway being able to guess what the senior field agent had running through his head.

Tony smiled and silently laughed to himself, "Oh nothing, it's just weird that's all."


"You know Jethro, your team is rather nosy" she laughed as she could imagine what they were talking about.

He shook his head, "nah, they're just worried about mommy and daddy."

Jen turned to look at him her eyebrows raised, "they are actually the ones I wanted to talk to you about." She took a deep breath before continuing, "I don't want to lie to them. I don't want to have to tell them everything is okay when all I really want to do is break down and cry. I don't want to watch them suffer because they know something is wrong. I don't want them to believe that I don't trust them because the truth is I trust them with my life. I trust them the same amount that I trust you. I know that to them I am more than just director to them I am friend or as Abby would say I'm mommy." She finally took a break and wiped the fallen tears from her face.

Gibbs opened his arms wide, and Jenny willing walked into them. He hugged her close feeling the tears soak his shirt, but he didn't care. Jen needed someone to talk to, to rant to, and to just be there for her. He kissed the top of her head, "Jen, you don't have to lie to them. You can tell them as much or as little as you want. They will be there for you, so will I. Jenny they love you as more than a friend; they love you like a mom. They know that you trust them. I'm not going to say that you have to tell them, but I am going to tell you that you need them. This is one of the times of your life that you need those close to you. You need them for support, for love. You need them, and they need you." He stopped talking to let all of what he said have the ability to sink in.

She raised her head, "your right, I do need them more than I thought I would ever need them. Jethro, I'm scared; I don't really know what is going to happen, and I don't want to be alone. I want you; I want them. I want my family." She surprised herself with the last words she had spoken. She had always known that they were her family, but she had never mentioned it aloud until now.

"Jenny, look at me," she raised her head to where their eyes met; "you will never be alone through this. I will be there for every second, every moment, everyday. I will be there with you through this whole thing, and if you ask they will be to. Let us be your family." He hugged her closer, and he felt his eyes water up, but the tears never fell.


A/N : This seems a little quick, but I felt that Jenny needed the support of her family. This is out of character for them both a lot. I hope you like and enjoy. Thanks for reading and the reviews!