A/N: Sorry about the wait - I have been incredibly busy!

*I don't own NCIS, or the characters – I only own the storyline*

An eventful month had passed for both Jethro and Jenny. The scrutiny of their new-found romance by the press, from fellow federal agencies as well as the internal turmoil within NCIS had put a strain on their relationship, but they had managed to overcome it with the aid of their "NCIS family". The first month was by far the worst, but after the agency realised that both the Director and the feared Agent Gibbs were happy, then the working environment was a lot easier to cope with. And quieter. So far they hadn't had a single argument over a case, much to the dismay of DiNozzo and his betting pool.

However, at home things weren't as smooth sailing. Apart from a couple of arguments about what the media was saying, and the truth behind these allegations, and whose house they would spend the most time at, there was one thing that was stopping them from being truly happy. Both Jenny and Jethro had agreed that they wanted children, but Jenny was having trouble falling pregnant. And it was not from a lack of trying. She was upset about this, and it was creating extra pressure in her relationship with Jethro.

Despite all of this, Jenny hadn't been happier in a long time. She knew that she wanted children with Jethro, but the timing at the moment wasn't quite right. Well… That's what Jethro said anyway. She knew that she should be grateful for what she had in life: she was in love with the man of dreams, trying to start a family with him and had the perfect career. Whenever she thought about him, butterflies appeared in her stomach. To be honest, she still couldn't believe that they were finally together.

She was still ploughing away at all the work that she had to try and get done before the morning. It was already into the early hours of the morning, and she was stuck co-ordinating foreign operations and trying to meet the daily demands of being a director of a federal agency. She was visibly exhausted from the extra work, but was thankful that the Sec Nav had forced her to take an extended weekend.

As she went to sleep on her couch, all as she could think of was the one more day of work before she got to spend some quality time with Jethro. Well…. That was until she received the news about the MCRT's latest case.

The shrill of a phone call woke Gibbs up from what could only be described as a very pleasurable dream. He rolled over towards his bedside table, noticing that the alarm clock read 0400 hours, while picking up his phone to answer.

"Gibbs," he groggily barked into his phone. The voice on the other end of the line told him that there was a dead marine at the scene of a burglary in Georgetown. He grunted in response before calling DiNozzo to tell him what happened. He noticed that Jenny wasn't there – he knew that she was busy, but she still needed sleep. They spent most nights together, generally at his place.

He slowly made his way out of bed and stumbled down the stairs in the direction of the kitchen. He headed straight towards his coffee machine. He turned it on, and then headed back upstairs to shower. He quickly washed and got dressed, before heading back downstairs to his freshly made coffee. He poured it into his travel mug, and headed out to his truck.

He arrived at the crime scene in no time at all. As he made to get out of his truck and meet his team, he saw the one person who he could not be bothered to deal with at this time of the morning. Fornell. And Agent Sacks. Or was it Agent Slacks? Either way, he had not had enough coffee to get into a pissing match.

He could feel Fornell glare at him as he made his way towards DiNozzo. He couldn't understand why the FBI had to be here, his dead marine, his crime scene. It was simple.

"Boss," DiNozzo stated. It was clear that he was not impressed at having the FBI here either. As he turned to grunt in response, he heared "Gibbs" from somewhere behind him. He turned and nodded to Ziva.

"Where's McGee?" he asked impatiently.

"Late," DiNozzo gleefully replied.

"Is that so DiNozzo," remarked Fornell in his ususal sarcastic voice.

"Yes it is Toby," replied DiNozzo in an annoyed tone.

"What have we got Fornell?" Gibbs interjected quickly. It was too early to argue.

"Burglary gone wrong. Your marine happened to witness to break-in, tried to prevent it and ended up being killed. There's no need for NCIS to be here," replied Fornell.

Gibbs glared at him. He could feel that this was going to be a long day.

"My marine clearly got murdered by the people who tried to break-in here. I think I have every right to be here" Gibbs snarkily retorted, "What I don't understand is why you are here."

Fornell angrily retorted, "Burglary Gibbs. FBI jurisdiction."

"Marine is dead Fornell - NCIS jurisdiction."

"Burglary is FBI jurisdiction. My crime scene, my lead."

"The burglars killed a marine, which is NCIS jurisdiction. He is the best hope of catching the culprits. My body, my lead."

What both men failed to realise is that the marine happened be Corporal Paul Harper, a highly decorated marine after saving an entire unit from a potential bombing on his last tour. Due to good deed and good looks, he had managed to catch the eye of the media. The squabble over jurisdiction was being reported live.

"I'll have my Director call your Director" shouted Fornell as he stormed off to process "his" crime scene.

With Fornell out of the way, Gibbs motioned for his team to start follow him over to the body.

"What have we got Duck?"

Well...His T.O.D was around 0245 hours this morning. He has several stab marks to his chest, and defence wounds on his fingers. Until I get him back to autopsy, I can't tell you too much."

As Ducky motioned for Palmer to help him lift the dead Corporal onto the gurney, McGee came running onto the scene.

"Sorry I'm late boss."

Gibbs gave him his usual glare before saying that he had to stay back and watch the FBI while he headed back to the Navy Yard to start looking for the killer.

He then headed towards his car. He decided that he could really do with another coffee before heading into work.

Jenny woke to the sun filtering though her office window. It looked like it was going to be a good day. She stretched out her cramped muscles, and headed towards her desk. She decided to quickly check the weekend's weather; she needed to know what outfits she would need to take for her weekend escape. As her homepage came into view, what she didn't expect to see was a news story, with a picture of Gibbs attached to it. Quickly opening the link, and scanning the story, she was not impressed. How can two grown men not get along together over a case that crosses both jurisdictions? Not only had this case come at the worst possible time, but any hope of spending the week end with Jethro was ruined. Angry was an understatement. But, she really needed a coffee before confronting Jethro.

Please R & R - is the storyline I'm going along too over-used? Should I continue? Also, feedback on my writing would be amazing!