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A/N: So here's a collection of one-shots to fill in the missing 5-month gap between the explosion at the Navy Yard and when Jibbs first got back together in In Your Arms. It will be easier if you have read In Your Arms, to understand some references made in certain chapters with the flashbacks. Feel free to check it out as well. For those that want to know, this takes place after the flashback in chapter 6.

****NCIS****

Christmas Day 2011

Jenny woke up early on Christmas morning, feeling someone holding her around the waist tightly. Panicking for a moment, she let out a breath once she remembered the events of the previous night. 'Jethro storming over here like a baboon, admitting in his own way that he was still in love with you, your quiet whimpers begging him to take you, the several times you came undone beneath him,' she thought to herself as a lazy smirk danced across her face. They definitely didn't have any trouble consummating their relationship over the years. Even after twelve years apart, their bodies were still in sync with each other. The familiarity of Jethro's hands on her body still sent pleasurable shivers through her. Trying carefully to wiggle out of his hold, she managed to slip out of bed and grab her green silk robe. Putting it on, she headed downstairs and started a pot of coffee. Looking out the bay window in her kitchen, she watched as the snow fell pretty hard on top of the already foot of snow they'd gotten over the last few days. She was so lost in her thoughts while staring outside that she didn't hear Jethro sneak up behind her.

"Morning," his gruff voice said, as he wrapped his arms around her waist-hugging her back against his chest.

"Mmm, morning," she replied, turning around in his arms and kissing him softly. "I didn't wake you, did I?"

Nodding his head, he led her back out into the living room while they waited on the coffee to brew. "If I hadn't woken up in your bed, I would have wondered if last night had been just a dream," he mumbled, nuzzling her neck lightly.

Threading her fingers with his, Jenny kept her head against his shoulder. She was thinking about how this would affect both of their careers. She knew how stubborn and irritating he could be at work. They had spent many a night in her office arguing over something he had done, and how she was stuck cleaning up the mess with Sec-Nav or another agency director. She knew he would never make her choose his side, unless he was sure he was right. She was worried how other agents would react if they found out that she and Gibbs were together. 'Wait a minute; you're not even sure if you are back with him. It could have just been a one-night thing, coupled with the fact that neither of you wanted to be alone on the holidays,' she thought to herself-her mind racing a mile a minute. 'Stop trying to talk yourself out of this, Jenny. You know how he feels about you. You have wished numerous times that you could go back to being Jethro and Jen, Jen and Jethro. You know he wouldn't have come here last night and said what he did, just for it to be a one-night thing.'

"Jen, you okay?" he asked, noticing how quiet she was. He was positive he could see her brain trying to process everything that had happened.

Looking up into his eyes, she worked up the courage to ask. "What happened last night—this isn't going to be just a one-week fling through the holidays for you, is it?"

Reaching up and tucking her hair behind her ear, he leaned in and kissed her softly. "I want us to last this time, Jen. You know that no matter what, I am going to be by your side. I want you forever, not just to get through the holidays."

"Good, because I feel the same way," she replied, forcing back the tears at his sincere words. Snuggling up in his arms more, Jenny felt, for the first time in her adult life, a feeling of love and contentment.

"What do you say we just spend the day like this?" he asked, knowing that his team had their own plans-so he wasn't really expected to be anywhere. He was quite content to hold Jenny in his arms, never letting her go.

Tilting her head up toward him, she placed a soft kiss on his neck before whispering, "Sounds like heaven on Earth to me. Spending a cold, snowy Christmas day wrapped up in your arms. I think there's no place else I'd rather be."