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Irrevocable

Epilogue, pt. II

December that year …

Things can change an awful lot in life. Everyone experiences times of unbelievable highs, which can then drop to the deepest of lows. Sometimes, when we have a drawn out high period, we may begin to take what we have for granted – forget how lucky we are. After a period like that, for us to become grateful for what we have, it then can take a sudden plummet to a low, for us to remember how lucky we were. Then, often, once we've seen that, it takes a long time for us to take things for granted again.

Since the ravishing kiss in Edinburgh, which had caused Jenny to take Jethro's hand and drag him back to her place. Not caring that Paul and Lisa would have to solve the case alone. Since then things had changed. They'd taken on a lighter note, and now, Jenny's view on life was a lot different.

Marrow gave Jenny and Jethro a few weeks before he gave Jenny the option of relocating. She'd been nervous if she was honest, she didn't want to leave Lisa. But, it turned out that Lisa was happy to join Jenny in DC. However she had said that if she and Jenny had no case, and the Edinburgh MCRT had one, then she would probably fly back. However if Jenny was honest, she was pretty sure it had something to do with Paul. For now though, she would leave them to it.

Jenny and Lisa were set to be based in DC as of the New Year. Jenny was homes for Christmas, and Lisa for a fly in visit, yet the red head would return to Scotland in-between Christmas and New Year to get the last of her things. Then she'd be there. Back where she had started. Whilst she was more than a little scared at the team's reactions, for now she pushed that thought away.

Tonight Jenny was attending the SecNav's Christmas ball, which was also the ball where he honoured the brave agents. However, tonight Jenny was bringing a date; Jethro. The team was on protection detail for Director Marrow, and Lisa was a guest.

So, Jenny was stood in the master bedroom of her Georgetown house. They were doing this evening as a proper date, so she was getting picked up. Jenny was sat at her vanity table applying her makeup, her bruises and cuts were healed now, and there was just a pale pink patch on her head and line around the back of her neck where a scar was forming.

As the red head looked in the mirror she remembered how she had felt all those weeks ago when she risked her life. Howe she had not cared if she lived or died. And now, looking back she realised that she no longer felt like that. Jenny knew that if she was to die, then Lisa would miss her. Then Jethro would . . . that she had people who cared about her. It wasn't something that would go away over night, and whilst she painted a façade that everything was perfect, there was still blackness. But she knew that in time, with Jethro by her side, she'd be more positive.

Standing up the red head removed her robe and slipped into her gown for the evening. It was royal blue in colour, and fitted. The under layers were strapless and silk, but then there was a layer of soft lace over her arms and neck which then flowed downwards. The back was low and there was a high slip up the side. She smiled at her reflection, loving the dress. Jenny then took the silver hair comb off the table and placed it in so that all of her red curls fell perfectly over one shoulder. Around her wrist was a thin silver bracelet. Then she slipped into her strappy silver heels and smiled at her reflection. She grabbed her bag and made her way downstairs as she heard Jethro walk in.

He looked up, and had to pick his jaw up off of the floor as she walked down the stairs. Every time she moved her leg to go down a step he saw a flash of leg thanks to the step. But what, in his opinion, made her look so amazing was her smile. Her eyes shining and looking happier than he had seen in a long time.

"Wow!" He said, making her blush. She walked towards him and softly pecked his lips.

"I take it you like my dress Jethro?" She said silkily.

"Not sure I should be letting you out like that Jen." She just laughed and slapped him playfully. "You ready to go?"

"Yeah." She said, before he led her outside to his black sedan. She slid in and he closed the door for her. "Who said chivalry was dead?"

That evening things went better than Jethro had expected. He managed to stay with Jenny for most of the evening, except from during the speeches when she had to stand nearer the stage. He sat at the back of the room, keeping his eyes on her. They hadn't been together long, yet he still felt protective in a way, he knew all too well how much half of the men in the room liked to play around outside of their marital bed.

Lisa stayed with Gibbs, smiling proudly when her partner was honoured for her bravery, yet each knew it was a hard thing for Jenny. Both knew that she didn't want the award, but had to get it if she wanted to be relocated. By the end of the evening, the protection detail had swapped so Gibbs' team were inside. He finally managed to grab Jenny and pull her over to the dance floor. She'd been too busy talking, something he had quickly become bared of.

The song began to play and they both slow danced, not caring that the jaws of Gibbs' agents were on the floor. "Feeling possessive tonight Jethro?" she asked with a small smirk. His hand was a little lower than it should be, but she didn't care, because after all they were stood a little closer than was proper.

"Hmm, so what if I am?" He questioned, making her smile. They were barely dancing anymore, but as she looked din his eyes, she knew that she wanted to kiss him. And when he saw that, he didn't care about the people who were stood around them. Didn't care if the team knew. Instead he just leant down and kissed her like there was no one around.

The people watching gasped a little, others raised eyebrows. But Lisa saw them and smiled, because her friend was for the first time in a very long time happy.

As it turned out, a year later the pair were married again. This time around they did something even smaller, wanting to remember the first wedding as their wedding and not the second. They used the same rings, and remarried in the same place as last time. Their honeymoon was a week in Paris, and when they got back, the team decided it was time to forgive them.

In the years that would pass them by, not once would they take what they had for granted. Every night when they returned home to the other, they'd be thankful. Every kiss, even hug, every night. .. Was a miracle in their eyes.

Two and half years after Jenny and Lisa transferred to DC, Lisa had to make a hard choice. Jenny had been right when she said that Lisa and Paul had something going on. And when Lisa found out she was pregnant, both decided that they would move over to DC for good. Their child would live In DC, yet every year they'd return to the city that both parents loved. In many senses, Lisa's child was Jenny and Jethro's first grandchild.

Jenny learnt many things in the time between Jethro's accident and their getting back together. She learnt how not to take things for granted, how to absorb every minute. Jenny learnt how important family was. But mainly, Jenny learnt that forgiveness was one of the most powerful things known to man. Because when you have made a mistake, which in every way seems to be irrevocable, forgiveness in the only thing that can make it revocable.

The End

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