Jenny was drumming her fingers on the window in the car from the airport; she had been in London for almost two weeks. It had been two annoying weeks. Gibbs had caught a case only 3½ hours before their plane was to depart from D.C., and they were supposed to have two weeks of "freedom." Two weeks where they could be lovers or at least the couple they didn't want people to know about, just yet.

Yes, of course there had been tons of speculation going on in the newspapers but also around the office, thanks to DiNozzo and Abby. Well, she smiled to herself, they hadn't exactly been careful around the office during the late hours. More than one maintenance man has gotten a crazy explanation as to why the fancy director was in the room with the cleaning supplies and agent Gibbs.

She had called Gibbs right before they boarded the plane 6½ hours ago. He'd had a busy two weeks, closed the case he caught on the way out the door, along with a cold case and a new one he got just 3 days ago. She had joked that he hadn't had time to miss her at all, he had grunted in the other end.

"I know how you feel, Jethro – don't think I haven't missed being with you."

"Jenny, just get that ass on the plane and come home. Hearing your voice is not exactly helping me out here," Gibbs practically moaned.

"Well I'm sorry I thought this would be pleasant for you, just so you know I'll be home in about 6 hours and that I will expect you to be a gentleman when I arrive home."

"A gentleman huh?"

"Yes, a gentleman – and I mean in a real old fashion way."

"I'll ask permission to rip of your clothes – that enough of a gentleman for you?" he smirked.

"No, you will know that I am tired when I get home and I can't promise that I can pick up where our last phone conversation ended, but you will also be aware that I most likely would love it if you will pull me into your arms and just let me rest."

A smile spread over Jenny's lips as she remembered Gibbs's grunting that just got louder when she had stated her requests. She lifted the coffee cup to her lips and emptied it. Oh she was looking forward to a real cup of coffee again – and by real she meant the cup Gibbs made for them each morning. Six months into their secret relationship, and they were mainly staying at her house, mostly because it was easier for him to sneak in alone than for her to sneak in herself and at least two detail members. They hardly ever slept apart anymore; neither of them liked it. Of course it happened but they tried to avoid it. These two weeks they should have been able to be wrapped up in each other every minute they had the chance, but now they ended up reduced to text messages and emails, plus two chances of phone-sex, but it wasn't something that could compare to real sex.

Jenny started smiling wider – she felt the car turn down her street, and right now she knew she would not regret anything in the morning. Finally stopping in front of her own house, Melvin opened the door for her as Steve unlocked the front door – they knew when Gibbs was inside the house they didn't need to take a look around inside – he'd have that covered.

Jenny hurried up the stairs, while partially undressing herself – she could see the light under the door of the bedroom. She almost kicked the door in.

"So I heard from the fairy godmother that somebody was climbing the walls!"

"She is not lying, that fairy girl." Gibbs smirked and took a sip of his coffee, sitting there so confident in nothing but boxers and their sheet, drinking coffee.

She popped open the last button on her shirt, and kicked of her skirt revealing her newest lingerie. Jenny leaned against the doorframe "Do you wanna have sex?

Gibbs stared dumbfounded at her, dropped his coffee, and let it fall to the floor "So much for being tired!" he mumbled before jumping of the bed and grabbing her around the waist, kissing her senseless.