Author: MoiraShipper

Summary: Needing to infiltrate in the Russian mafia and kill Benoit and the person who is behind him, Jenny, Gibbs and Decker go undercover to Russia with the help of the 3 agencies. The past comes back to hunt the three and also to test Jenny and Gibbs's relationship.

This is part 2 from my story "Shepperd: Hunt to Mexico." Have a good read.

Shepperd: Stakeout in Russia

Chapter 1

Oh you're in my veins

And i cannot get you out

Oh, you're all I taste

At night inside of my mouth

In my veins-Andrew Belle

In a house in a quiet neighborhood, Jenny, Gibbs and Decker had settled there, as their hideout during the mission that involved killing La Grenouille and a woman identified as Natasha Lenkov. The trio had arrived in Moscow on separate flights with their new identities, two days after Trent Kort, who had been infiltrated in the spy network.

The day was overcast, when the last person of the trio reached the house, Jenny Shepard.

"Hey Jen..." Gibbs saw through the keyhole and then opened the door, reaching out and pulling her inside, away from the cold and he hugged her.

"Jethro..." She sighed, hugging him back and for a few seconds, the couple stayed embraced, knowing that once the mission began, they wouldn't have time for themselves.

A shudder passed through the redhead's body and Gibbs helped her remove her red overcoat, covered with snow and when they released from the hug, the couple kissed passionately and Jenny stroked his graying hair fondly.

"The flight was okay?"

"Yeah. Vance and Fornell should call us soon. They are monitoring Kort."

Gibbs made a sound of disgust and the redhead agreed, leaving his arms and grabbing her suitcase, going into the hall. The house had three bedrooms and an attic.

"I don't like him either, but he's here to help us."

In the living room, the couple found Decker, surrounded by papers and his laptop open on the table. He looked as tired as the them and when he saw the redhead, he smiled.

"Hey Shepard."

The redhead smiled and approached him, looking at the papers with pictures and data of their targets.

"Kort sent me a picture of our targets." He indicated the three separate photographs of two men and a woman with dark red hair and Jenny frowned, knowing who would be chosen to follow her. "Apparently, these three have contact with Rene Benoit and Natasha, we should approach them and get as much information as we can to infiltrate."

"This time you won't escape La Grenouille..." Jenny muttered, staring at the picture of the man that was there.

That night, after talking with Vance and Fornell and decide the next step, the three had dinner in the living room, and Decker told them the places they should go in the next day.

"From what Kort told me, Yuri Karpova, your target Jenny, has gone every morning to a Coffee shop where he meets other arms merchant and has been seen several times with Natasha Lenkov."

Jenny lowered her plate, looking at a picture of a blonde and muscular man while Gibbs spied over her shoulder and she asked:

"Do we have a photo of this mysterious woman?"

"Kort is still working on it. All we know is that she is blonde, and is always wearing sunglasses and scarves, keeping her face hidden."

Decker pointed to another envelope and Gibbs took it, opening and staring at the picture of his target, the woman with dark red hair, and Jenny watched Gibbs's reaction closely, but all he did was read the information.

"Ana Sidarov, owner of an art gallery. What else?"

"She has been seen several times with Rene Benoit and apparently, the gallery is just a disguise for the arms trade."

Gibbs nodded, placing his plate on the table and Jenny brought her legs up onto the couch, standing shoulder to shoulder with Gibbs while reading, when his voice caught her attention.

"Are you okay Will?"

Jenny looked up and stared at the brown-haired man, who looked worried, looking at the computer screen. He was startled by Gibbs's voice and he sighed.

"Just worried about Sasha, the last time I talked to her was before boarding..."

"She will be fine, you sent her to her parents' house, right?" Jenny asked, thinking how hard it must be for him to stay away from his girlfriend, with all that danger surrounding them.

"I know she'll be fine."

When Decker left an hour later to a club where he would meet his target, Higgor, Gibbs left his room and went to Jenny's room without bothering to knock.

The redhead had separated a blond wig and an overcoat to wear in the next day and was now sitting on the bed with her nightgown, rubbing her forehead.

"Headache?"

"Yes. With all that have been happening, it's hard not to feel this way."

He walked over and sat on the bed beside her, pulling the duvet to cover them and then placed a hand on her forehead, checking her temperature, but it was normal.

"I'm fine." She said annoyed, sinking into the bed and tucking her pillow, before looking at Gibbs, sat beside her. "Jethro, I have no strength for sex tonight."

"I just came to check on you." He protested and she just giggled, tapping a few times on the pillow beside her.

"If it's just it, then you can spend the night here."

Gibbs smirked and lay down and approached the redhead, laying her head on his chest, and he lifted her chin, kissing her, before embracing Jenny.

"Night Jen."

"Good night, Jethro."

The next morning, the couple was already occupied, while they prepared their disguises. Jenny was wearing her wig and a beige dress underneath the black overcoat, reading Yuri's files again and reminiscing on how she should approach him, to reveal her interest in buying arms.

"Did Decker arrive?" Jenny asked, giving Gibbs a coffee mug.

"About two hours ago. He took some pictures and approached Higgor and some of his colleagues and heard part of their conversation. "

"Anything interesting?"

"Not much, they just discussed about women and guns."

"Where will you meet Ana?" She asked, disguising her jealousy at the thought of the redhead he should approach.

"In her gallery, she likes to talk about art so I'll show my interest in the works that she has there."

Jenny shook her head in disbelief, putting her cup in the sink.

"You, in a gallery, really?"

"C'mon Jen, I like art..." He complained, annoyed with her comment. "And I'm not going there for her works, I'm going to meet with Ana."

Jenny kissed his lips, before saying, already in the front door:

"Just don't forget that is to feign interest, so don't be too charming."

Gibbs smirked at her jealous, grabbing his briefcase and preparing to leave, wearing a beret and scarf.

During the morning, in the Coffee shop where Yuri and his three colleagues were talking, Jenny sat in a dark corner, near them, sipping an espresso and pretending to do crossword puzzles, first wanting to let them be accustomed with her presence there, before approaching and she was pleased to see the Yuri's interest look in her direction and her smile widened when the waitress handed her a cookie, paid by the blonde man.

Reaching the Red Square, where she would meet Gibbs, she saw him coming towards her, through the crowd that was walking around, looking at the historical places and going to the museum.

"Mrs. Martin." He said, using her fake surname with a smirk, his beret accentuating his charm.

"Mr. Serov." She stressed, smiling and kissing his cheek and then wiping the lipstick mark.

Gibbs wrapped an arm around her waist, letting his hand rest inside her coat pocket, as they walked through the square, talking quietly.

"Ana seemed to be interested in the stories I have to tell. There's some movement there and I'm sure a lot of the customers there aren't interested in the works. We'll go out tomorrow night. And you?"

"Yuri's very careful with what he says around, but I saw his interest on me. In at last two days, I can get some information from him. Oh, and Kort wants to meet with us today in the house."

Jenny felt Gibbs's muscles tense, but he said nothing, knowing he would have to put his anger for the CIA man aside and work with him.

"Let's take this time and have lunch together." Gibbs said, and the redhead nodded.

He led her to a restaurant that was nearby and the couple took a table further away, where they could have privacy and have a quiet lunch, leaving work aside and talking about normal subjects.

A week later, things seemed to go well and the trio had been gaining the trust of their targets, knowing they would have to be careful because when Rene Benoit sees them, he would realize it was a trap.

Kort had been putting fake informations about they three, of them being from mafias from other countries, in Jenny's case or being from rich families and having interest in being buying like Gibbs while Decker had been following his target, lying about him being a distant cousin of an dead man from their circle.

Gibbs, who spoke russian fluently, had been the first to infiltrate as an interested russian from a family with money but that had been raised in the USA and had secret informations about the USA, passing himself as Ana's lover, Jenny knew it was necessary, she had kissed and slept with Yuri, as had Gibbs with Ana, but she knew that Ana meant nothing to Gibbs.

That night, Gibbs had invested his money in Ana's brother, Hosk, who was evolved in the robbery of weapons from the American marine, and he was collecting not only informations about La Grenouille, who had given the informations because of some friends he had inside the USA, but discovering what they intended to do with them, pretending to use his money on the arms dealers.

Now Gibbs was in Ana's bed, putting his pants, already morning, wanting to leave as soon as possible so he could call Vance and the Secnav.

"Do you need to go now?" Ana asked, running a hand over his chest and he nodded, smirking.

"Yes, I need to rest to meet your brother tomorrow, and I have business to attend." And he kissed her, feeling the stress of the mission over him, hating that situation because now he was with Jenny and he loved her, but that was necessary.

When Gibbs went home, Jenny was sitting in the kitchen drinking coffee and reading a report when Decker appeared, his face pale and red eyes.

"Sasha, she's dead..."

"Oh Will..." Jenny felt her heart sink and stood up and hugged her friend, who wept his face in silence and Gibbs approached, helping the redhead to sit him in a chair and gave him a cup of coffee.

"How?" Gibbs asked while Jenny was holding his hand, soothing him.

Will took a deep breath, wiping his tears and grabbed the coffee, just holding the warm mug.

"Director Vance called me a few minutes ago. They said she had returned to Los Angeles and they found her in our bathroom. The legist said she had an overdose." The man shook his head incredulously, devastated by the news.

"Sasha didn't use drugs." Jenny said, remembering the blonde and young woman who she had met a year ago at a party that Decker had given, and the girl was extremely kind and Decker nodded, heartbroken.

"And what did the director say?" Gibbs asked, already knowing the answer and felt anger towards the woman who had done this to the girl.

"That it was murder. It was commissioned by Natasha Lenkov, probably."

Jenny put her hand on his shoulder and looked deep into his eyes.

"We'll get her Will, I promise."

"Decker, I want you to take a day off, you can't work in this state." Gibbs said firmly, but the other denied.

"I can't, we a have work to do, and I don't want to stay thinking about what happened to my girlfriend, I want to bring justice!"

"We'll." Jenny aid and Gibbs nodded.

Some days later, they three were living room where Jenny was informing them about her meeting with Yuri the night before and that he had taken her to the place that he and his people were dealing and selling arms, asking her to work with them and, she had not only gathered informations but seen La Grenouille from afar, and although she had wanted to open fire against him, she had held helself and watched what he was doing.

Decker, who had collected more informations about La Grenouille, still was depressed with his girlfriend's death, because that morning had been her funeral and he took a deep breath again and sipped his coffee, staring at a picture of him with the blonde girl among the papers he was studying and Jenny consoled him.

Gibbs's eyes deflected from his friend and went to his girlfriend, watching her face.

Sasha's death had been bothering him, because if anything happened to Jenny, he wouldn't bear to lose her, but he couldn't take her away from the case since he wasn't the boss and she would never allow that.

He wanted to have something to link them and show how strong was their love and so he decided what he needed to do. Life was too short for him to waste it. Gibbs stood up abruptly and stared at the other two.

"Jethro, where are you going?" Jenny asked, but he didn't stop and said:

"Lock the doors, I will be back soon."

Jenny and Decker exchanged worried looks, but they knew Gibbs very well and, despite the concern, they left it aside.

Half an hour later, Decker was on the phone with director Vance and Jenny was reading a magazine while her gaze went to the door every five minutes, concerned with Gibbs.

The door opened and the gray-haired man entered, removing his cap and threw it in a corner while walking decided toward the redhead, who threw the magazine aside and stared at him, frowning.

"Jethro, where did you go?"

Gibbs knelt in front of her, taking her hand and holding out a box with a silver ring for her with the other hand.

"Marry me Jenny."

Her green eyes widened and she looked at Gibbs, who had a serious face. Jenny shook her head in disbelief, while millions of thoughts passed through her mind. Marry him? After Gibbs being married four times, Jenny was a little afraid with this issue and as much as she loved him and part of her wanted to become his wife, they were in a dangerous mission.

"Jethro, we can't. We are in the middle of a mission!"

"Exactly." He said, his voice low, ignoring the pain of the 'no'. "You saw what happened to Decker and Sasha, if anything happens to me, I want at least to have put a ring on your finger."

"Jethro, nothing will happen to you or me." She said, holding his face with both hands. "We'll take La Grenouille and Lenkov down." She promised.

"It's not only that Jenny, we've waited almost a decade and all that I can think is that all paths lead us to this moment. I want to have you by my side day and night, in my bed." He whispered, his eyes shining brightly.

Those words were enough to make the tough Jenny Shepard fall apart in tears. Jenny wiped her face before more tears fell and she took a deep breath, throwing everything into the air, before nodding.

"I do."

Gibbs smiled, putting the ring on her finger, before taking her in his arms and kissing her intensely. The redhead hugged his neck, deepening the kiss while Gibbs's hand went up and down on her back, caressing her.

When they parted, panting, Jenny leaned her forehead against his and asked curiously:

"But how will we get married here?"

"I can talk with the priest." Decker said, clearing his throat and stopping in front of the couple, who soon realized that Decker had returned and they felt their heart ache to have agreed to marry, through his pain of losing Sasha.

"Will, I..." Jenny began, releasing herself from Gibbs, but the man interrupted her, smiling gently.

"Relax, Jenny. I should have done the same with Sasha." He paused, remembering about his deceased girlfriend and then said: "There's a church near here. I can convince the priest to marry you two quickly and you can go to a register office."

"Thanks, Decker." Gibbs said, approaching and putting a hand on his shoulder.

An hour later, after going to a register office and a long talk with the priest, Decker had convinced him to marry the couple right there, and they took their real documents.

Jenny, caught by surprise with the proposal, wore light blue jeans with a beautiful white and lacy blouse, with long sleeve and her hair was down, with a light makeup on her face while Gibbs wore his usual clothes, with a white jacket on top.

Decker was standing near the couple, in the little but beautiful church, representing the godfather for both and holding a camera to register the miment. The priest read a short excerpt from the Bible and then stared at the couple:

"Leroy Jethro Gibbs, Jennifer Shepard, you two promise to love and take care of each other in the joy and in the sorrow, in the sickness and in health and say to each other every day that you love each other?"

"Yes." They replied, holding hands and staring at each other, intensely.

The priest motioned for the rings and Decker gave them. Gibbs put the rings in Jenny, who smiled as her hand trembled slightly and then put the ring in Gibbs.

The priest blessed them and Gibbs approached his face to hers, while Jenny felt her heart beat faster, nervous. Gibbs kissed her mouth gently, stroking her red hair and Jenny smiled, returning the kiss and when she parted away, she heard him say:

"You are everything to me, Mrs. Gibbs..."

"I don't know what's going on with you Jethro, you've been so romantic these days..." She straightened his jacket with one hand, while he continued to hold her other. She then smiled: "You invaded my system Gibbs..." And Jenny kissed him again, while the priest and Decker smiled.

"Mr. and Mrs. Gibbs, I'll give you two a cake as my gift." Decker said, after taking the official photo of the couple and they thanked him, going into the rented car and Decker took the driver's seat, leaving the couple to have privacy in the back seat, driving to a restaurant that was in the Tverskaya street, who offered cakes, beside the fancy food.

When the couple went home late in the afternoon and without Decker, after a little celebratory lunch, Gibbs caught his wife in his arms, carrying her to his room under her protests. Jenny was thrilled to see that Gibbs had found time to order dozens of white orchids that filled the room and she smiled before turning to kiss him, still in his arms.

"Thank you..."

"Anything for my wife."

When they reached the bed, already without clothes, Gibbs threw her on the mattress, staring at the redhead below him, lying in bed with her red hair scattered and shining eyes and he smiled, kissing her, as he rested a hand beside her head and ran the other over her breasts and down to her belly, eliciting a sigh from Jenny.

"Jethro..." She sighed with a smile, stroking the hair of his nape, as she arched her back with his touch on her breasts, his big hands squeezing one and going to the other.

Her skilled hands lowered to Gibbs's muscular chest, playing with the hair there, before getting down to his member, grabbing it with one hand and massaging, making Gibbs groan and suck her breast.

"Jeeeen..."

When Gibbs slipped a hand between her legs, stroking her center gently, he felt that she was ready, listening to her moan his name in his ear.

"Please Jethro..."

Gibbs nodded, getting between her legs and then he penetrated her. The redhead hugged his neck, as she wrapped his waist with her long legs, moaning with his every deep thrust of him. Jenny sought his mouth and kissed him hard and Gibbs returned, both surrendering to the love they felt, now as husband and wife.

After the climax, Gibbs pulled her to him, covering them with the comforter and the redhead smiled at him, rushing away his sweaty hair, her fingers trembling slightly and Gibbs held her hand, kissing each finger passionately.

"Sleep Jen. Tomorrow will be a long day."

"Uh-huh... Good night Jethro."

"Good night, Mrs. Gibbs."