5 dreams, 1 reunion

Epilogue: HEA

A\N: This is the Epilogue to 5 dreams, 1 reunion, I hope you've all enjoyed my new story. I have a few Tony/Jeanne oneshots in the works, and a Revenge one that I'm working on, keep an eye out for them. Enjoy the Happily Ever After, Angels.

but in my dreams we got married and lived Happily Ever After.

Jenny Shepard wakes up like she always does: with a smile on her face and wrapped in her husband's arms, just like she's done for the last five years. She's staring into her husband's blue eyes.

"Good morning." Her husband says, ducking in for a kiss. Jenny smiles into the kiss and pulls away from him.

"Good morning." She says, sitting up and pulling the covers over her naked body. Her husband keeps his eyes on every move she makes, almost as if he's afraid that if he looks away, she won't be there when he looks back, she hates that she's made him feel like this. Getting out of her husband's warm and strong arms, she pulls on her bra before getting out of bed and walking over to her closet and getting dressed in a pair of sweats and her husband's USMC t-shirts that she scoops up off their bedroom floor, like she did in Paris six years ago.

"Are you going to keep staring at me or are you going to get dressed?" She asks, knowing his answer already.

"I like the first one." He replies cockily before reluctantly getting out of bed and moving behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist, kissing beneath her ear. She laughs as she moves out of his arms.

"We'll miss our flight if you don't get dressed and sorted out fast." She says as she grabs their cases and her purse before she leaves her husband in their bedroom alone.

With a cup of coffee in her hands, Jenny can't help but remember their reunion that has led to their happiness for the last 5 years.

Jenny runs into Autopsy, her heels clicking clacking on the vinyl floor tiles and sees Jethro sitting on a metal table with Ducky beside him. Both men look up as Jenny runs up to Jethro and slaps him hard across his face, making his head snap back. Both men wince as the sound of the slap echoes throughout the room.

"If you ever get shot and don't call me, I'll shoot you myself, Jethro." Jenny snaps angrily before lowering her lips to his for the first time in a year. Jethro kisses her back, his free arm snaking around her waist. She pulls away from Jethro and rests her head on his, staring into his blue eyes.

"How did you find out that I was shot?" He asks, she rolls her eyes and chuckles. "Just because I'm not in DC, doesn't mean I don't  have eyes and ears here, Jethro. The second I heard you were shot, I jumped on the earliest plane I could get and came straight here." She explains. Jethro smiles as he kisses her.

"I know I broke both our hearts but this year has been hell for me. I still love you, Jethro." Jenny tells him, looking at him. Jethro smiles.

"I love you too, Jen." she gets told before she's kissed by the love of her life. As they pull away from each other, Jethro groans as Ducky pulls a stitch in too hard. "Ow, Duck." Jethro growls, Jen laughs and kisses him again to take his mind off the stitches and pain. "Just sit still, Jethro, otherwise I'll sedate you." Ducky threatens as Jethro squirms.

"Jethro, look at me," Jenny says, cupping his face in her hands. "tell me about a time in Paris that I don't even know about." Jethro's smile becomes wider.

"A few nights after we got to Paris, you were asleep in bed. It was dark. You were naked with only a thin sheet covering you, your hair was tangled around you. I was on the balcony, watching you sleep, you were so beautiful. That was the night I let myself fall in love with you." Jethro says softly, moving to wipe away the tears that fall from her eyes before he's being crushed into a deep kiss that leaves the two of them breathless.

The two agents forget about the year apart and just look at one another, envisioning their future together, knowing that her dreams of their reunions have come true.

Kisses to her neck and shoulder startle her out of her reunion with her husband five years ago. "Jethro!" She says, wriggling away from his kisses. She looks over her shoulder and sees her husband dressed in jeans and a short sleeved USMC t-shirt. "You ready?" She asks her husband with a huge smile on her face. Jethro doesn't answer, he just takes her hand and leads her out of the door to the car.

Towards the airport.

Towards Paris.

Towards their reunion with the city that broke them apart.

A\N: 5 dreams and 1 reunion is finished, I hope you've enjoyed it, Angels.