This one's a light one and I just brought their banter back. I can't help writing some Jibbs after having Leon be the lead character in the last chapter. Sorry for the late update... busy week and life got in the way.

Disclaimer: I realized that I'm not rich to own a show like NCIS.

It's been weeks after the briefing and they haven't come up with anything. The dead bodies continued to come so they could only search for Alexei in between or after solving the cases.

Meanwhile, Gibbs had been a huge pain in the backside and one of the nurses already named him as her worst patient ever. He was supposed to be released today but the damn nurses and doctors wouldn't allow him because he has no one to pick him up. Though the team had been helpful with him for the past couple of weeks, he really hated them right now for not showing up when they're supposed to show up.

He groaned out loud and wiped his face at his frustration. He tilted his head back to the pillows and stared at the off-white ceiling. He closed his eyes and recalled a memory with Jenny in it. It was the time that she sneaked him out of the hospital in Czech Republic. He can remember her voice when she woke him up and told him that she's getting him out of that hospital because their enemies figured out where they are. And it doesn't help that he thought that he can hear her voice now.

He thought that he was getting crazy for hearing her voice calling him but when he felt the warm breath on his ear and smelled her own personal scent, he waited for her to say something before he opened his eyes.

"Jethro," she purred. "if you don't wake up now, you'll never see me again." She warned and shrieked as he quickly pulled her on his lap.

His eyes shut open when he heard her say that. He quickly pulled her on his lap and heard her shrieked. "I'm awake now, Jen."

She slapped his good shoulder, "Jethro! You're not yet fully healed." She scolded him for his actions but deep inside she missed sitting on his lap and this close proximity between them.

"I am now." He growled, causing her to laugh. He terribly missed her laugh. He studied her face. It doesn't have any marks of assault anymore. He threaded his fingers in her blonde hair and held her close by pulling her on her waist.

"As much as I missed having you this close to me, we have to get going." She smirked and jumped off his bed.

He was really dismayed at the choice of clothing but he didn't care because it was part of his disguise according to Jen and at least he got to wear his usual plain white shirt. He stepped out of the bathroom and he felt that she was undressing him with her eyes.

She cannot believe that the clothes that Abby gave her suited him. She blushed when she knew that he caught her undressing him with her eyes. It's just… Damn! He looks good in tight plain white shirt with black leather jacket and dark jeans. It showed the muscles on his chest and arms.

"Are you done?" he smirked. It was his turn to travel his eyes on her. She was wearing denim shorts and a white tank top underneath a denim jacket and a pair of red heels.

She moistened her lips and bit her lower lip. She tilted her head. "Nope," She circled her index finger. "Turn around," she ordered.

He gladly obliged and chuckled. The tight fitting of the jeans showed perfectly his backside and he knew that she clearly loved the view since he had been standing there for more than he should be. When he turned around again, she stopped him. "Wait," she gave a one last look from head to toe, "Okay, turn around now."

He did what he was told and walk towards her. His hands fell on her hips as he whispered to her ear. "Enjoyed the view?" his seductive voice made her skin shivered. His gaze travelled down her chest which revealed a lot in his position.

"Uh huh," she smirked and pulled him closer. She whispered in his ear, "and the sniper across the road would enjoyed it too if you stood a bit closer to the left according to Tony."

His brows furrowed at what the hell she was saying. He took a step backwards but she pulled him closer by his hips. Their faces were alarmingly close by now. "Don't move." She ordered and brought her wrist near her lips. "Status, Tony?"

"Clear," as the younger agent's voice was heard from the said device on her wrist, he let her go and stepped away.

"What was that, Jen?" there was a slight pain in his voice underneath the cold and stoic question.

She sighed. She knew she should've told him when she got in but the peacefulness of his face got her off track when she saw him on that hospital bed. Instead of briefing him about the sniper across the road, she teased him and she doesn't like it that she caught the pain underneath his voice. She was sure that he felt betrayed for not knowing the situation.

"Tim located a sniper at that building when he was on his way to pick you up. He called Tony to search the building then Tony informed me about what happened. Ziva was supposed to be here instead of me but I figured that they should expect what they're expecting." She explained with a few intakes of breath and kept her gaze on his crystal cerulean eyes. "I think he wants to kill you first before me," she saw the confusion in his eyes. Though he didn't asked why she provided the reason, "to stop you from protecting me."

His jaw was still clenched; his eyes were still expressing a certain emotion that she couldn't name. She doesn't have anything to say anymore so why was he looking at her like that? "What?" she finally snapped.

"Is that all?" his voice was stoic and void of emotion.

"Yes," she sounded sincere but he knew there's more to this and he needed further information about this situation. She sensed that he wasn't talking about the sniper next door anymore, "That's all for now. You will be read in once were out of here."

"Good," he nodded. "Now, can I get out of these clothes?" he doesn't exactly know what kind of clothing he was wearing.

"Nope," she smirked.

He groaned. "Is this necessary?" he was really annoyed that this was the only items that Jenny brought and his Sig Saur was the only helpful thing that he found in the duffel bag.

"Nope," she let him lead the way and glanced at the southern part of his back once again.