Back home from Paris

A\N: Another JIBBS oneshot. This is a 'what if'. What if Jenny had come back stateside with him and turned down the team leader offer in 1999? I hope you enjoy, Angels.

DC Washington, Georgetown 1999

NCIS Special Agent Jennifer 'Jenny, Jen' Shepard sighs as she sits down on her couch and leans against her lover/boss, Leroy Jethro Gibbs. "We're home." She says smiling at him. Jethro kisses her red hair. "Yeah, we are." her lover says, entwining their fingers. They got home from Paris ten yesterday, drove straight to her house and collapsed into her bed and slept for 10 hours straight.

"I've enjoyed going around the world with you." Jenny says, resting her head on his chest. Jethro kisses her hair again. "I'll travel anywhere with you." Her lover replies. "What'll happen to us when we go back to work?" She asks. It's the question that she's avoiding asking and he's avoided answering. Jethro sighs. "I don't, Jen, but we'll face it together." He says, Jenny nods before closing her eyes. "I believe you, Jethro." She says quietly before she falls asleep on his chest. "Jet lag is a bitch." She growls just before she falls into a deep sleep. She believes whatever will come their way next week regarding their relationship, they'll face it together. Like they always do.

NCIS Special Team Lead Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs smiles as his love falls asleep against him. He was happy when she had said 'yes' to coming back stateside with him. They didn't think about what would happen to either of them when their relationship was discovered by their boss, Director Morrow when they got back to DC. They were just happy to be together. He doesn't know what will happen but they'll face it together, like he had said to Jen. They always do.

Kissing her forehead, he stands up, bringing her with him. He carries her up the stairs to her bedroom and lays her down on the bed. He watches as she snuffles into her pillow, mumbling his name. The former Marine slips into bed beside his lover and wraps her in his arms, pulling her closer towards him, kissing her temple. "Goodnight, Jen." He can't bring himself to say the three words Jen had said to him in Paris three months ago. He loves her, of course he does but for some reason unknown to him, he can't say it to her, not when she said it first. So he settles for "we'll get through next week together." With Jen in his arms and sleeping, the grey haired former marine falls into a light slumber.

A/N: Three JIBBS stories in a day, I know this is a little bit short but I hope you enjoy it, Angels.