Epilogue

I choose to write this after Hiatus, to look a little dramatic but sweet and now Jenny is pregnant. Thanks for reading, R&R please.

Two weeks after returning from Mexico and having selling Jenny's house, the couple began to reform Gibbs's house, that was now hers as well and began to remade the rooms, building another one on Kelly's old room side, and they started building an studio for Jenny on the first floor in an empty room.

But then, on the day that Jenny had sent Gibbs to solve a case on a ship and she had to go to a dinner with the heads of federal agencies in the White House, the explosion had happened in the Turkish ship, causing Gibbs to have a coma and lose of memory.

Jenny had received a call in the middle of dinner, hearing the news that Gibbs was in a coma and the redhead had left the dinner, looking composed until she got in the car, where she collapsed and Melvin had taken her to the hospital.

Even with the alliance and saying that besides being his boss, Jenny was like Gibbs's wife, the nurse had caused her trouble to authorize her entry into the surgery area until the redhead talked to an old friend who had an important position in the hospital.

Jenny couldn't believe what was happening to them. She going to tell him that night that they would be parents and now hegad been in a coma, and she had cried desolate, being comforted by Abby, seeing Gibbs from behind the glass, full of tubes.

Even after waking from the coma, Gibbs hadn't remembered about anyone only his decreased wife, Shannon. After helping to solve the Pimpim Pula's case, Gibbs had begun to remember a few things, though his memories about Jenny were confused, leaving the redhead with a heartbroken. He had seen the alliance among his belongings, along with photos of them in Serbia and Mexico and a boat wooden writing 'Jen' and he put everything in a box, wanting to leave them aside while he couldn't remember about Jenny.

Gibbs had left for Mexico on the same day that he had helped with the case, ignoring the protests of Jenny and he left the box in his basement, safe, where he used to make his boat. Every night, Jenny avoided their bed and went to the basement, where she put a mattress and slept there, where was the hallmark of the last boat he had built. She wanted to call Gibbs in Mexico, but he had left without saying goodbye and not listening to what she had said, wanting time to think about his life and she respected him for that.

After being two months pregnant, Jenny went to the gynecologist with Ziva and cried, seeing the ultrasound of their baby, fondly stroking the picture, and thinking about Gibbs, feeling new tears at the thought that she might have to raise their child alone.

"I love you baby. And I know that your dad will love you too, even if he doesn't feel like your father." Jenny whispered, running her finger on the small figure.

It was when she came home after work, thinking about calling Mike, that her phone rang.

"Shepard." She replied dryly, in no mood to return to the agency or an mission at the MTAC.

"Madame. I think the probie is starting to remember about everything."

"How?" She asked surprised, her voice thin, hearing Mike's hoarse voice and she felt her heart racing with the news.

"I've been sleeping in his house and during the night, he screams your name. With each passing day, he seems to have a new flashback of you two."

"I'm going to the airport right now."

The redhead stood up from the couch of her new study, where she was already searching for her passport, coat and keys, but Mike stopped her.

"I'll ask you to wait two more days before you come."

"Why?" Jenny asked, standing where she was, in a mixture of irritation and surprise. "Jethro is like my husband."

"Because all this stress won't do you any good. And for your baby." Mike said, his voice steady.

"Who told you about my pregnancy?"

"A woman with an Israeli accent. I think her name is Ziva."

"She shouldn't have..." Jenny muttered to herself and remembered that Ziva had been with her cell phone when they had gone to the gynecologist.

"Listen, I'm serious, wait a day or two."

Jenny pursed her lips, but nodded and said goodbye to him, asking him to take care of Gibbs, even if he was stubborn. Jenny was plowing in the kitchen, with her heart pounding and she made warm milk and went to the basement, sitting on the mattress and pulling a book that was there.

She opened it and pulled out the picture of the ultrasound of the baby, watching the tiny figure and wondering if it would be a boy or girl and if Gibbs would love that child, even if he didn't feel as a parent, without their memories together. Probably he would love the baby, was what she thought with a small smile.

Jenny fell asleep on the mattress, not bothering to change the clothes from work, tired as she was, just loosening the black pants that were getting tight little by little with the pregnancy. She pulled the blanket for her, because Gibbs had never repaired the house heater and now it was autumn and she imagined Gibbs's arms embracing her, as he always did after they made love and she went to sleep.

When the first rays of the sun began to enter the basement windows, Jenny opened one eye, seeing that the sky was still pink and then she realized that her head was on someone's lap, that was gently straightened her blanket. The smell of coffee and sawdust invaded Jenny's system and she opened one eye, looking up and seeing Gibbs's blue eyes shining.

Gibbs wore a polo shirt and shorts, wrinkled and his eyes were red from lack of sleep and crying and he had a gray mustache. Gibbs was tired after traveling hours by plane to Washington, because he needed to see Jenny more than anything in his life.

When he had joined all his flashbacks, Gibbs remembered everything from when he hsd been her boss until their trip to Mexico and the weeks after and Gibbs had cried for the first time since the death of Shannon and Kelly, thinking that he had left everything behind, including the woman of his life and now his baby, that Mike had told him she was expecting.

When he had arrived in front of the house in the end of the night, seeing that everything was dark except for the light from the basement, Gibbs had found the door unlocked and walked in silence to the basement and his heart broke to see Jenny lying on a mattress, pale and wearing work clothes.

He had approached carefully, noting two rings on the table. The first was silver with the initials LJG and the other had a green pearl, they were the rings he had given to her. He then picked up her empty mug and prepared another warm milk for her, sitting on the mattress and carefully placing Jenny's head on his lap and tucking her blanket, wishing he could kiss her and make love to her and protect her.

"Jethro?" She asked, in a hoarse voice, confused.

"Hey Jen." He said, uncertain, handing her a mug of warm milk and then Jenny seemed to wake up, throwing the mug against the nearest wall and standing up, moving away from Gibbs, angrily. "Jen!"

Gibbs seemed surprised by her reaction, but then remembered that he had been away from her for a month, but still got up and went to Jenny, pinning her against the wall.

"You bastard, get out!" Jenny said, trying to scratch him.

She knew none of that was his fault, but she was unable to control her violent actions, even though part of her was thrilled with his return.

"That's the second B of my name. And I'm not leaving." Gibbs said seriously, holding her arms tightly.

"You're hurting me!" She said angrily.

He loosened his grip, feeling bad about holding her so hard and then he hugged her, feeling Jenny stopping scratching him and she buried her head on his chest while Gibbs stroked her cheek and felt her tremble.

"Shhh Jen."

"How did you get here so fast?" She asked, amid tears and sobbing and Gibbs pulled back a little.

"When I recovered all my missing memories about us, I bought a ticket to here and then Mike told me about our baby. So I asked him not to let you come."

"Oh Jethro..." Jenny sighed, shaking her head and then kissing him.

"Are you still mad at me?" He asked, trying to hide his fear of Jenny leaving him and taking the child with her, but to his surprise, she shook her head, denying.

"I thought that kiss made it clear." Jenny said as she stroked the side of his head, the side that he had hit in the accident, gently, her hand shaking slightly and Gibbs closed his eyes. "It was no one's fault."

"I love you Jen." He said, opening his blue eyes that shone.

"I love you too, Jethro."

Gibbs kissed her on the lips and Jenny corresponded, moaning as she felt the pressure of his warm lips and their tongues met. She wrapped her arms around his neck and Gibbs picked her in his arms, guiding her to the mattress and laying her carefully as he lifted the hem of her shirt, watching her belly and pressing a kiss there, before facing her green eyes.

"What did your doctor say?"

"That our baby is healthy. And sex is allowed."

Gibbs then went back kissing her fondly, unbuttoning her blouse and caressing her covered breasts, nibbling one gently and his hand went to the other breast, gripping it firmly but sensually.

"Jethro... I missed you." She gasped, closing her eyes in ecstasy and Jethro glued his lips to hers, keeping caressing her. He had missed her so much in that last month, now that he had recovery his memories.

After many kisses and touches, Jenny and Gibbs removed all their clothes and Gibbs ran a hand over her legs, his face buried between her breasts while he gasped, feeling her hands over his chest, massaging him in circles and lowering to his member covered by his pants, and entering, massaging him in slow movements up and down, feeling him harder until he stopped her.

"Jen, I want you..."

After laying her on the mattress again, Jenny buried her fingers in the mattress, feeling Gibbs make her crazy with his fingers that lowered from her tighs and massaged her center sensually and full of love, feeling her aroused and wet, using two fingers then and she exploded, her eyes wide and full of love,, seeing Gibbs look at her in love.

Gibbs waited her rest a little and kissed her forehead and, holding each other, Jenny's hand entwined with his that was on her waist and they became one, moving their sweat bodies together and finding a perfect rhythm, kissing hard until they exploded.

Minutes later, Jenny dressed Gibbs's shirt, as he helped her up, hugging her and he asked:

"Jen, why did you take your rings off?"

"I had to send them to adjust, I lost weight at the beginning of the pregnancy."

Gibbs looked at her fondly, as the redhead took her adjusted rings and put them in her fingers and then Gibbs opened his box, picking up and putting his own ring.

Still embraced, the couple went to the kitchen and Gibbs sat her over the balcony, while preparing another warm milk and handed her the mug, grabbing a cup of coffee for himself. He stood between her legs, watching her drink and then Jenny said:

"In the next appointment we'll be able to know our baby's sex."

Gibbs looked at her lovingly and asked:

"Can I come with you?"

"Of course, Jethro." Jenny said, smirking and taking another sip of her milk. "You're the father."

"Have you thought of names?"

"Well, if it's a girl, I like the name Francesca." She said and Gibbs smiled, approving the name and imagining a little girl like Jenny. "Do you have any idea of boy's names?"

"Ethan." Gibbs said, and the redhead approved.

"I like this name."

"After our baby is born, we could think of having another one, now that the second bedroom is almost finished." He suggested, lowering Jenny from the balcony and holding her in his arms.

"Jethro!" She laughed, leaving Gibbs happy and then she stared into his blue eyes smiling passionately. "I think it's a great idea."

Gibbs smiled with passion and gave her a peck, before releasing her and they finished their drinks, smiling to each other.

Two years later, married, the couple had remodeled the entire house and were parents of a beautiful baby girl with red hair and blue eyes, called Francesca Shepard-Gibbs and a newborn baby, named Ethan Shepard-Gibbs, who had brown hair and green eyes, and life could never be better, with them working together at the NCIS, with their little fights, but always making up at home and loving each other or travelling and, taking care of their kids, fruit of that love.

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