A/N: Thanks for the reviews on the first chapter! Here's chapter number two. I changed the year, so it is now 1997 instead of 98, as I had written before; I had some more time to thing about it, and thins just feels better. Please read and review! Thanks!
November 30, 1997
It was early morning, and Gibbs was already sitting at his desk, going through Jenny's first report for him. She wasn't too bad an agent, just she had no experience. But she was a fast learner, thank God. The rain scattered against the large windows, it was practically pouring down and the wind was not too gentle either. His eyes travelled to the clock in the corner of his computer screen, it showed 07.24. She was late. He sighed as he reached over to the phone, intending on calling her and asking where the hell she was. The ding of the elevator made him look up, and he immediately hung up.
"Looking warm today, Jen" he greeted her when she reached her desk. She gave him an evil glare as she shivered with cold. With hidden amusement he took in the sight of her; a small pool of water had began to form on the floor underneath her, her soaked coat was still dripping. Her hair and face were as wet as if she'd just stepped out of the shower.
"Thanks for noticing" she replied sarcastically, slowly beginning to unbutton the coat. Gibbs saw that the white shirt she wore underneath was just as wet, making it quite see-through. He caught a glimpse of her bra before she pulled the coat tighter around her again; she had realized her mistake just in time.
"What the hell happened to you?" Gibbs asked, secretly disappointed she had caught herself and closed her coat. He shook his head slightly, wondering what the hell he was thinking. He tried to get the image of her dressed in a see-through shirt out of his head. It was harder than he'd realized.
"Well, if you haven't noticed, it's like a monsoon out there!" she waved her hand in direction of the windows, the rain scattered against the cool glass, now harder than before.
"Yes, I did notice. That's why I took my car to work. Are you sure you checked the weather forecast last night? Or even looked out the window this morning?" he said teasingly as he leaned back in his chair, now having a much harder time in hiding his amusement from her. Jenny felt like she wanted to throw something cold and wet at him, maybe it would wipe that incredibly annoying smirk off his face. Unfortunately for her, the only wet, cold thing she had was her coat, and she was not in the mood of showing half of NCIS her bra.
"Well, your car didn't have a flat tire this morning. I had to take the bus" she explained as another shiver of cold went down her spine. She felt the goose-bumps on her arms and realized that if she didn't change her clothes soon, she'd be down with a cold.
"Last time I checked, busses have roofs to keep the rain out" he couldn't help but to point out, he had a hard time understanding how she could have gotten this soaked, she literally looked like she'd just stepped out of the shower, with clothes and all.
"Well, the walk from the bus station to work doesn't"
"There is this new invention called an umbrella"
"Thanks for reminding me" she hisses in a sarcastic tone of voice. "Problem was I couldn't find mine. Can we move on from how I got wet, to how I'll get dry?" she threw her equally wet bag down on the floor next to her desk and put her hands on her hips, impatiently waiting for Gibbs to tell her what to do next. Gibbs rose from his seat and began making his way around his desk.
"You know, you could have called me, and I would have come to pick you up" he said once he stood right in front of her. He was so close to her he could almost feel the cold radiate from her. He had to once again pull his thoughts away from what he knew was underneath, but the picture of the white shirt glued to her body, see-through to reveal her bra and teasing cleavage just wouldn't leave his brain.
Jenny shivered, perhaps not only from the cold, but from the quite unnerving vibe she was getting from her new boss. She had forced her legs to move, take a step away, but she had a hard time to get her legs to obey her brain as they were so frozen by now they had gotten stiff while she had been standing still.
"I'll... try and remember that the next time" she stuttered out once she was on a safe distance. Gibbs merely smiled, but as he saw how she was shaking, he instantly became serious about getting her warmed up quickly before she'd catch a cold.
"Come on" he said and led the way to the elevator, Jenny hurried after him and as the doors closed behind her, she asked "Where are we going?"
"Some place where you can get changed" he replied and looked at her and noticed she was frowning. "What?"
"I don't have anything to change into!" she burst out angrily and gestured widely with her hands. Frustrated she forced back the strand of long red hair that had fallen down across her face. Gibbs found that the angry sparkle in her eyes just added to his attraction to the young agent. Now he could no longer keep the smile off his face.
"What?" she snapped annoyed, but Gibbs just smiled.
"You have got to be kidding me!" Jenny hissed as they both exited the elevator together a little while later. Gibbs was smiling even wider.
"What? You look great, Jen" he teased as she reluctantly followed him into the bull pen.
"Jeez, thanks" her voice dripped with sarcasm, but at least she was dry again, and she had Gibbs to thank for that. She gratefully sank down into her chair and glanced down at the grey sweat pants and sweat shirt she was wearing. On her chest the letters NCIS was written. She was painfully aware of that she was looking nowhere as stylish as she had this morning. She had only been here for a week, but she wanted to make a good impression on her boss, and for her that involved looking presentable, being on time, and most importantly, doing a great job. Today she had failed in two of those things; first of all, she'd come in looking like crap, and she had been late. But she had a feeling her boss would only complain about one of those things, she was pretty certain her appearance was not the most important thing to him.
She was pulled from her thoughts as Gibbs slammed a file down on her desk.
"Your first report" he answered shortly to her questioning look. Jenny picked up the file and fingered nervously on it before she asked "How was it?"
"I want you to go over it again" he ordered as he returned to his own desk. She followed him with her gaze.
"What? Why?" she felt disappointed, she'd thought she'd done a good job on her first report for Gibbs. Obviously she'd been wrong.
"You forgot the spell check. Otherwise it was excellent" he replied and looked up at her, she appeared to be please with his answer.
"Thank you" she opened the file and began looking through the papers. She was beginning to feel more and more comfortable in these clothes, but made a mental note that she'd bring some extra clothes with her that she could keep at her desk in case this were to happen again.
Gibbs hadn't taken his eyes off her yet. With amazement he watched how her hair fell down over her face as she was working, without taking her gaze off the paper she was reading, she pushed the red hair back. He was please with her, he could easily tell she took this job seriously, and that was just the kind of person he wanted to work with. The fact that she was rather attractive didn't hurt, but he was slightly worried as he was aware of his weakness for fiery redheads.
Jenny suddenly looked up; she must have felt his eyes on her, because her gaze immediately fell upon him. He gave her a smile, and she smiled back before they both turned their heads away, each concentrating on their own task.
To be continued…