AN: I Do NOT own anything, because if I did Season 5 would have ended with Jibbs babies!

So everyone, This is my first NCIS story ever! I have recently started watching and now I'm obsessed, I am still in denial over what happened in Judgment Day and refuse to believe that Jenny has died. So anyways, I do NOT have a beta, and If anyone is interested in beta-ing this story please message me, I am still new to NCIS and could use the help!!! I really do not know where this is going, it just came to me at random, so If you have any suggestions please feel free to let me know. If anything is wrong, I apologize in advance, oh and please let me know if any of the characters seem too OOC for your taste.

This is a Jibbs, McAbby and Tiva fanfic just to be clear, oh and I might add someone in there for Ducky to snuggle with occasionally, cause he needs a little lovin too! :)

Anyways; Please remember to READ, ENJOY, AND REVIEW!

-C

Leroy Jethro Gibbs stormed past Cynthia's desk and into the Directors office, despite her protests that Jenny was in a very important meeting and asked not to be disturbed. He slammed open the door and his eyes immediately went to her desk, then around the room searching for his boss and ex lover. Gibb's breath caught in his throat the moment he saw a small, delicate hand with red splatter stretching out past her desk, unmoving.

His body had a mind of his own, he couldn't remember racing to her limp body and checking for a pulse or screaming for Cynthia to get an ambulance, but he was. His hands were applying pressure to the two bullet holes where her blood was gushing out everywhere. He couldn't process what he was doing, he couldn't control what was happening, and everything seemed to be on fast forward and was moving at super speed, everything except for him and Jenny.

"Jen," He whispered as she began to regain consciousness. "You gotta stay with me, okay?"

He stared into her eyes with something she had only seen a few other rare times, and she struggled to nod her head. She gasped in pain at the pressure Gibbs was applying to her chest and she closed her eyes.

"No Jen, don't. DON'T CLOSE YOUR EYES." He said firmly, his voice slightly cracking in the middle but everyone knew better than to point that little detail out. Her eyes snapped open, when his voice cracked, she bit her lip trying to ignore the agonizing pain.

"Jethro," She whispered feeling dizzy. She wanted to tell him before it was too late.

"No stop it, this is not the end. You have escaped death too many damn times just to have it all end here, I will NOT let you die." Gibbs didn't know where this was coming from, he was out of control and it was doing things to him, making him unsure of what he might say, this wasn't good.

"Just," He paused, searching her eyes frantically for something. "Just think about the good times Jen, think about Paris if that helps you," His piercing blue eyes were locked with her emerald green. "Damnit think about anything, think about the people that need you in their lives. Jenny, imagine the feeling of knowing you didn't give the bastard that shot you the satisfaction of dieing, the feeling of catching him and putting him away. Just don't close your eyes. Please, Jen don't leave me."

Gibbs looked up to find the paramedics rushing through her office door and he slowly backed away, his eyes never moving from hers. In those eyes he saw what she was remembering, Paris. It was like he was reading her mind and reliving the past in a swirl of blurry memories with her. He was forced to let their eye contact break and he nodded to her, knowing she would understand. She somehow managed the strength to nod back and slightly smile.

Gibbs looked around her office, feeling cold. His breathing was heavy and his blood covered hands were at his sides balled into tight fists, turning his knuckles white. He heard Tony clear his throat, he looked to find his team walking with unsure looks on their young faces towards him.

"Boss." They all three said at once.

He took a deep breath, the feeling of being back in control settling through his body, he tensed.

"DiNozzo, you go get the security tapes, I want to know everyone who walked in and out of this office." He barked at Tony, his voice hard and emotionless.

Tony nodded and stood waiting to be dismissed and Gibbs turned to Ziva.

"Get the Directors schedule from Cynthia, and make some calls, then go through the recently released from prison list and check for anyone who might have a grudge against her."

McGee looked scared of him and attempted to avoid eye contact and Gibbs reminded himself to later give Tim a good head slap for looking so unsure.

"Call Abby up to help you with the office, this place will be searched thoroughly and if you find nothing then search again."

They all stood silently, afraid to ask the question they were all anxious to know the answer to. Are you alright boss?

Tony gulped and nodded for his partners to leave with him, Tony and McGee had made it out the door but Ziva hesitated.

"Gibbs?" She said softly, looking at him with a worried expression.

"Officer David." He replied, noticed her flinch slightly at his tone and use of her work name.

"What are you going to do?" Ziva asked, her eyes traveling from his face down to the blood that covered him head to toe. He paused before answering, remembering that Jenny once told him Ziva had saved her life, they were close friends and Ziva was probably blaming herself.

Gibbs strode over to Ziva and placed a firm hand on her shoulder.

"I'm going to change clothes," He smirked as they both looked down at the bloody top and bottoms. "Then I will find who did this and I will bring him here for you to question." Her eyes brightened at the idea, Gibbs was usually so strict of her interrogation ways, but nothing was usual with this case.

"I'm going to the hospital, call me when you find something."

Ziva nodded and began to walk away. He watched her.

"It wasn't your fault Ziva." He said loudly, making her turn back to look at him with wide eyes. Again she firmly nodded and walked away, this time with more determination in her step. Gibbs felt like a proud father watching his daughter determined to finish her homework so she could get ice cream.

Jethro looked around her office once more, making a silent vow to find who tried to kill his Jen. He would not let anyone get away with this, he would not let her die, and he would not fail someone he loved for the second time.