I finally rewatched Lost and Found for over a year, and to say I wanted to slap Gibbs for saying no to Jenny when she asked him to stay is a HUGE understatement. I screamed at him, and cried, because he's a stubborn idiot, and that still applies.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy. X

Jenny watched sadly as Carson left with his parents, and then walked back through to her office, her heart aching. She loved him more than she ever had before, but it didn't seem like he loved her in return. Her mind flashed back to the night before.

"You know, once upon a time, I would've asked you to stay, and I wouldn't've taken no for an answer."


"What happened, Jethro?"

"You made a choice."

"I had to do what was best for me. I still do."

The words he had said were like a slap to her face, and that slap still hurt. She still hurt. There was a knock on the door, and Jenny quickly pretended to look at her emails.

"Come in!" She called.

Ducky walked in.

"Are you feeling alright, Jennifer?" He asked her.

"Yes, I'm fine," she answered. "Is there something I can do for you?"

"I just came to see if you were alright."

"Why would you need to do that?"

"I had a feeling."

Jenny's eyes pooled with tears as Ducky sat opposite her and took her hand, running his finger over her knuckle.

"I work thirty feet away from the life I could've had if I hadn't been so stupid all those years ago."

"This is about Jethro," the Scotsman realized. "What happened?"

"What makes you think something happened?" The redhead questioned.

"When I came to see you earlier for lunch, you were distracted."

Jenny sighed.

"I asked him to stay when he came over last night. He said no. I don't know what I was thinking. I thought maybe he might. Maybe he still loved me. Maybe he'd forgiven me. But I was wrong."

"Rule 51, Jennifer."


"Rule 51," Ducky repeated.

"Sometimes you're wrong. But..." Jenny stopped mid sentence, confused.

"He still loves you, Jennifer. He always has. He forgave you a long time ago. He's just angry."

"At me?"

"A little bit, but mainly at himself for letting you go all those years ago."

She looked at him, anguish on her face and she burst into tears. All of the emotions that had built up over the past eight years came bursting out of her. Ducky went over to her and took her in his arms as she cried into his chest.

"I've been so stupid, Ducky," she sobbed.

"No you haven't, you've been blinded by love and anger at yourself for letting him go."

"That doesn't change anything."

"It doesn't, but he still loves you, and you can still get him back."

"Are you sure?" She asked as she pulled back, wiping her eyes with her sleeves.

"If he doesn't, tell me, and I'll knock some sense into him."

Jenny snickered.

"I can always rely on you."

"You can, Jennifer," he kissed her forehead before getting up and standing at the door. "I'll tell him to come up."

"Ducky?" She questioned and he looked at her. "Thank you."

He smiled at her and left the room. Jenny went through her emails until the door opened.

"Ducky said you wanted to see me," he said.

"We need to talk," she responded, gesturing to her couch.

He sat down, and so did she.

"What do we need to talk about?"

"Paris. I left because it was the best thing for me. I know I hurt you. I know the pain you must've felt, and I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry too, for taking out my anger on you."

"I deserved it."

"No you didn't. You were just doing your job. Yes, sometimes you let your emotions get in the way, but that doesn't make you a bad person. It just makes you human. I shouldn't've said no last night either. You didn't deserve that. I still love you, Jen. I've tried to ignore it but it's stopped working."

"I love you too," she responded quietly.

He smiled. Not a half smile like he usually did, but a whole one that made his eyes crinkle and his dimples show. The smile that she loved so much.

"I promise never to let you down again, Jen," he vowed.

"Me neither."

He wrapped his arms around her and she buried her face in his chest.

'Thank God for Ducky,' she thought. 'Thank God.'

Thanks so much for reading, you're the best.