This idea has been on my mind for a while and it wouldn't really leave me alone, I know there are a lot of similar stories out there like this, where they find a child at a crime scene and take them in but to me they always seem to be very Gibbs based and focus a lot on the fact that he had a kid and gets a second chance at being a father, but I thought what if I focus it more on the fact that Jenny takes the child in, like we've seen in Lost and Found, she takes Carson in and to me it sounds like she regrets not having children, of course she's going to need Gibbs' help, which will lead to eventual Jibbs.

I hope you guys like, if you disagree with what I said then that's okay its just how I see it and don't get me wrong I love all of those stories, really every single one is amazing.

The title comes from the son 'Pray' by Kodaline who are a band that Tivafivanatomy recently introduced me to and I now love!

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the little girl to come.

What's left of my heart is forever yours

It was late at NCIS, well late for anyone who wasn't the director of NCIS or Special agent Gibbs, the building was empty bar the Director who sat alone in her office and the special agent who sat alone in the bullpen.

Neither were sure the other was there but they suspected they were, they always stayed late, for reasons neither quit understood, neither of them wanted to go home, to go home and face their life, their life was dark and empty, they had no one to share it with, no one to come home to and love, going home was always just a painful reminder of what they didn't have.

Jenny Shepard, sat in her office, she checked her emails once again but nothing new, she guess most politicians were at home, with their family's so they wouldn't be answering any emails tonight.

She sighed before slipping out of her chair and going over to the window and looking down at the harbour below her, the water shimmering in the lights of the night city below. She thought of the time that she wanted nothing more than to be this powerful women who got to sit in the big chair and she would have done anything to get there.

If only time travel was possible she would have stopped her younger self from putting success and her career before true love and true, pure happiness, but she couldn't think that, turning away from the window she ran a hand through her long red locks, she was tired, bored and her feet hurt.

With a heavy sigh, Jenny walked over to her leather sofa and sat down, kicking off her heels and curled up with her feet under her and took a moment to close her eyes and just clear her mind and relax.

Meanwhile….

Gibbs leant back in his chair, running his hands down his face, his eyes hurt, he was tried and he'd been staring at his computer screen for way to long and not wearing his reading glasses probably didn't help.

Looking at the clock he saw that it was nearing 2300 hours, maybe he should think about heading home, he almost laughed to himself, home, he went home to a house haunted with memories and a half built boat, so what was really the point in going home and not sleeping there, he must well just sit here and try and do some paper work.

Looking around the bullpen Gibbs couldn't help but think of all the people he'd seen come and go but he himself stayed the same, never moving, all the people he'd met who gone higher up in the ranks, the director included but he'd never felt the need to, he liked where he was, he was comfortable.

Jenny, even thinking about her made him smile, he'd loved her one, he was prepared to marry her once, but she, well she ran away and that meant she'd never felt the same even though her dear John letter had told him otherwise, he found himself looking up at the catwalk, its where she stood a lot of the time, he loved that she stood there, it made her look like the queen of a castle, it made her look so important and that made him proud, she'd been his probie, she'd been so green but now, well now she was the tuff and gruff director.

His desk phone began to ring, Gibbs looked at it for a moment before answering "Gibbs".

"I know you'd still be here, it's Greg from Dispatch, there's been a call about her a murder in George town" The voice on the other end answered.

"Okay, give me the address" Gibbs told him before writing down exactly what he said, after putting his phone down he pulled out his mobile and tried to call his team but they didn't answer and he'd seemed to remembered them saying something about a new bar.

He groaned before getting out of his chair, he needed a partner for tonight and there was only one other person he could think of and he knew she was still in her office.

Moments later he walked into her office, a smile fell upon his lips when he saw she was sitting on her sofa with her eyes shut, not sure if she was asleep he slowly approached her and reached out to gently shake her awake like he always used to, of course he used to kiss her as well but of course that would be inappropriate now.

"You dare touch me Special agent Gibbs and I will personally keelhaul you"

Gibbs smiled "I wasn't going to any such thing" he told her, his voice full of amusement, just as she opened her eyes and stretched her arms out.

"What can I do for you Jethro?" she asked after a moment.

"I have a case" Gibbs told her "I can't get a hold of my team, I wondered if you would come play agent for an hour or two" he asked.

Jenny smiled, it had been way to long since she'd been out in the field, "Of course, I mean if your team are break rule three and there is no other option" she added to try and make it more professional.

"Meet me at my car in five?" he asked her.

Jenny nodded before watching him walk out of her office, when the door closed she went into her private bathroom where she kept her emergency duffle bag and quickly changed from the skirt and blouse she was wearing to the more comfortable pair of trousers and jumper she had in there encase of emergency, she also changed her heels for a pair of sensible boots and tied back her red hair into a tight pony tail.

As he expected Five minutes later he got to his car to find Jenny leaning against it, reminding him a lot of her in her probie days, he didn't say anything he unlocked the car opened the passenger door for her before going to the driver's side and getting in himself.

Before he started the car he reached into the back and pulled out something, Jenny smiled upon seeing an NCIS jacket "Thought you might want to wear this like old times" he told her, he having already slipped on his, it being NCIS policy to wear NCIS Jackets at the crime scenes and she had her old one at home and he seemed to have a spare.

"Thanks" Jenny mumble before slipping the jacket on as he started the car and they drove.

….

Half an hour later they arrived at the address Gibbs had been given, they both made sure that their guns were ready and on their holsters before getting out of the car and walking to the front door, "Gun shots were heard, so I don't know what to expect" Gibbs told her.

Jenny nodded, understanding, as their time together on the team they'd spent many times at horrible crime scenes.

Gibbs picked the lock and then opened the door just a little bit "Ladies first" he told her.

"And who said chivalry was dead" Jenny smiled at him sweetly before pushing the door open with her back and walking in with her gun raised.

The house was dark, dusty and looked hardly lived in, the house was also dark, the windows blacked out by the thick deep red curtains, the floor boards creaked under foot and the air smelt damp.

"You okay?" Gibbs asked her, Jenny almost jumped at his voice, she turned slowly to face him and was about to answer when he put his hand over her mouth, "Do you hear that?" he asked after a moment, lowering his hand.

Jenny listened for a moment and he was right, it was the sound of people talking but it sounded a bit fuzzy "TV?" she asked him.

Gibbs nodded before walking down the corridor and Jenny followed him closely behind, neither really knew what to expect, all of a sudden Gibbs came to a complete stop in front of her, she almost bumped into the back of him, he turned to her and put his fingers to his lips telling her to be quiet, it was then that she noticed a beam of flickering light from under the door in front of them.

Standing either side of the door Gibbs held up his hand and counted to three before he kicked open the door and yelled "Federal agents"

Jenny followed in behind and gasped upon what she saw, there in the chair lay a man dressed in his marine uniform, slumped down with a bullet in the back of his head, the television still playing.

"I'll wake up Duck" Gibbs told her as be brought out his phone, Jenny nodded before she heard a faint whimpering and started to follow the sound, Gibbs didn't notice she had gone until he finished his phone conversation and turned around to speak to her.

Jenny walked down the corridor following the sounds of the small cries, she stopped when she heard something fall right by her, that's when she saw a cupboard door was open just a little bit.

The redhead nudged it open gently with her foot, what she saw made her heart swell. Huddled in the corner was a little girl, no older than six, her dirty blond hair covered her face in messy tangled, her clothes were dirty and almost falling off of her bony body, on her arms Jenny could see bruises of all different degrees of age, some more recent than others, she presumed it was abuse from the father.

"Hey" Jenny crouched down "Come on sweetie" she tried to coax the little girl but she just scuttled back into the corner, "I'm not going to hurt you" she told her.

The little girl looked at Jenny for a moment with her big green eyes, she moved a little towards the door, she looked at the women who was talking to her and she seemed nice, she reminded her a little bit of her mother.

Jenny opened her arms to her, she felt like the girl needed a hug, like she needed to feel safe, the little girl easily fell into her arms, the redhead lifted her up as she got up from her knees. She smiled at the little girl before carefully brushing her blond hair out of her face it was then that she saw the bruise forming on her nose and under her eyes and blood gushing from her nose, "How did that happen?" Jenny asked her as it looked very recent.

The little girl didn't answer she just looked back into the cupboard, it was then that Jenny noticed the gun laying on the floor with specks of blood on it.

TBC….

Should I continue?

Please review, also suggestions on the girls name as I have no idea.