Last Friday Night

            This Friday night was the same as the previous one. Or at least it seemed to be going that way. Jenny knew as she sat at her desk going over case files when she realized before long she and Emiliana would be in walking boots while Delilah and Jaylyn would remain in their respective casts. Jenny knew that being on desk duty for another week or more would drive her sister crazy. She also knew that once the walking boot was put on and Jethro saw it on her that the gloves were off so to speak. He had literally bounced off the walls when he had noticed that Ducky had removed the stitches from Jenny’s side wound.
            Jethro had been acting like a deprived child both inside their bedroom and outside of their bedroom ever since Jenny got hurt. It was at moments like these that made it seem like Jenny had five kids instead of four. That wasn’t even including Jethro team of agents and Abby either. They were a whole different ball park. Either way at the moment Jethro was acting worst than Tony and that was saying something.
            With it being Friday everyone at NCIS was permitted to dress casually. Jenny was going to use this casual dress Friday to her advantage. It wouldn’t be until mid-morning after Ducky got in that he’d switch her to a walking boot. So with that in mind Jenny had dressed to seduce and tease Jethro while they were at work. For as long as they had to be Director Shepard and Agent Gibbs, Jenny was going to torture Jethro a bit more.
She had it all planned out. She would go over to her spot in front of MTAC at the railing that was in direct eye line with Jethro’s desk. Jenny knew that even with Jethro’s eye sight he would be able to see her no problem. Jenny would reside at her railing spot in her low cut emerald green Henley top and a pair of her jeans that allowed her stomach to play peek-a-boo. She knew Jethro would be struggling to keep his cool especially around his team.
She also knew that Tony would end up on the receiving end of a number of head slaps for ogling at her and just so that Jethro would be less cranky. Jenny kind of felt sorry for Tony and was tempted to send him an email in advance apologizing for the trauma he was about to endure but rule six repeated over and over again in her mind. It was a safe bet to say that all of the head trauma that Tony endured explained a lot of his personality. Jenny’s mind then quickly jumped from what she was thinking to the events of that morning.  Working on the case files that was sitting before her were now been put on the back burner for the time being.
Her flashback made sure of that. Jenny was up early that morning which only made her current state of tiredness worst than it already was, but that was the price she paid when she decided to become a federal agent all those years ago. Anyway the flashback took her back to that morning. Jenny had awoken to the sound of Arabella and Madison aiding Emiliana and Delilah in their morning routines.  Jethro had placed Jenny’s crutches within arms’ reach for her in case she had to get out of bed during the night. Once Arabella and Madison had their sisters settled at the kitchen island, Madison had met Jenny in the hallway upstairs.
“We weren’t expecting you to be up this early, since you guys came in late last night.” Jenny said to her daughter.
“Well dad has taught us to anticipate. Since you, Lena and Lila are out of commission the rest of us do what we have to.  You do what you have to for family.”
“You are so your father’s daughter.”
“I know, now let me help you downstairs and I’ll send Aria back up to get dad while Noemi puts his plate together.”
As Jenny remembered that morning there was no need for Arabella to go back upstairs to get her father after Madison helped Jenny to one of the available island seats. Jethro had woken up himself when he had realized Jenny wasn’t beside him. Of course Jethro’s mind had started to race until he heard the voices of his wife and daughters in the kitchen from the top of the stairs. Jethro came downstairs and stood in the threshold of the kitchen watching and listening to his girls. Jethro loved seeing the camaraderie between his wife and daughters. Seeing how close Jenny was with the girls just reminded him of why he had fallen in love with her.
Jethro heard his daughters asking Jenny various questions just after they had told her that they had a mini assignment for one of their classes where they had to find out the origin of their names and why their parents had chosen the names. It was at that point Jethro came in to join his family and Noemi. Jethro said good morning to his daughters and lovingly squeezed each of their shoulders as he walked over to Jenny. Once he reached Jenny he had said good morning to her and passionately kissed her.
“Get a room.” the girls gawked teasingly.
“So you want to know the origin of your names and why we choose them?” Jethro said once he sat next to Jenny.
“How did you?” Delilah asked.
“Your dad knows everything.” Noemi said.
“That and he was eavesdropping at the threshold.” Jenny said giving Jethro away.
 “Delilah your first name is from Hebrew origins while Jayne is American.” Jethro said.
“Emiliana your first name is Spanish while your middle name of Jayme is English.”
“Arabella your first name is English while your middle name of Jacqueline is French.”
“And Madison your name is also English while your middle name of Jaliyah is American.”
“Okay, at least we know the origins. But why name us Delilah Jayne, Emiliana Jayme, Arabella Jacqueline and Madison Jaliyah?” Arabella asked.
“Yeah why, we aren’t any of those nationalities with the exception of Lila’s middle name.”
“Your mother had her reasons for naming you what she did.” Jethro stated.
“And what would that be?” Madison asked knowing that she could somewhat get away with giving her dad lip since she was the youngest like Abby.
“I gave Delilah her name as a thank-you to Ziva which Ziva realized after she had met all of you. Emiliana, your name was chosen as a thank-you to Noemi. When it comes your names Arabella and Madison; your names are my favorite names. I also made it so that your middle names paid homage to your aunt and grandfather.”
The girls nodded and grabbed their backpacks for school.
Now at nearly 10pm those backpacks now resides in Jenny’s office at the side of the room.  The bags were all neatly lined up. Four embroider L.L. Bean backpacks all in each girl’s favorite color.
First was Delilah’s in navy blue with DJG on it. Then there was Emiliana’s in a crimson red with EJG on it. Third was Arabella in green with AJG.  Lastly was Madison with MJG.
The girls were off doing whatever within the walls of NCIS.  So Jenny took to her spot on the catwalk in front of MTAC.  Much to her dismay when she got there Jethro had gone for coffee. Her phone rang with a text message from Emiliana telling her that Ducky was in and that he was waiting to switch them to their walking boots. Jenny had text back saying she’d be right now.
“Now my dear, I know how eager you are to get back to competing and everything; but promise me you will ease into it.”
“I will Ducky.” Emiliana answered.
“You better or any party or any activity besides school will not be happening. Do I make myself clear?”
“Crystal, Ma’am.”
“I’ve got to keep you away from Tony.”
Emiliana left autopsy and left her mom with Ducky.
“You know he’s going to flip out when he sees that on me.”
“I know my dear, he has been quite patient these past few weeks and he has been the doting husband and father.”
“Wow, Ducky; never thought I’d see the day.”
“See the day of what?”
“The day you defended Jethro in front of me. I mean I could see you defending him when it comes to Hollis or his ex-wives, but me.”
“I didn’t mean to offend you by any means.” Ducky said he did the last Velcro strap on Jenny’s walking boot.
“If you so.” Jenny said as she got off the autopsy table she had been sitting on and left.
As predicted the second after Jethro had seen Jenny in her means of mobility he raced up the stairs to catch up with her before she went into MTAC.
“Looks like the Boss is a bit eager to jump our fearless leader.” Tony said to Ziva and McGee.
“Ziva.” Jenny called down to her trusted friend.
“McGee.”
“Yes Director?”
“Yeah Boss.”
“Slap DiNozzo for me.” Jenny and Jethro responded.
Both Ziva and McGee did as instructed. Jenny and Jethro heard Tony shout ouch as they entered MTAC together. Once inside Jethro ordered all the technicians to vacate MTAC. The technicians were a bit hesitant at first since they took their orders from Jenny not Jethro.
“Its fine, you all can leave.” Jenny said assuringly.
Once the last technician had left Jenny had walked over to the console and typed in the password to put MTAC in lockdown. Cynthia had been alerted via inter-office email that MTAC had been put in lockdown and sent out a massive im to Jethro’s team.
“Looks like we’re gonna have to play babysitters for a while, Tony.” Ziva said.
“What do you mean?”
“Check your IM.”
“Oh.”
During their session things turned a bit sour. Jenny had forgotten to put the lock on the MTAC feed so that they weren’t interrupted by NCIS’ sister agencies, Mossad, Jarvis or any of the NCIS agents that were abroad or were agents afloat.
Midway through due to Jenny’s error they were interrupted by none other Director David. Jenny had forgotten the reason why she had came into MTAC when Jethro had caught up with her.
“Looks like the two people that stole my daughter from me are taking a bit of a break from their job.” Eli said when clearing his throat hadn’t done anything.
“With all due respect Director David, why don’t you just…..” Jethro started to say before Jenny stopped him.
“I’m sorry Eli; I forgot we had our discussion now.”
“Jen, rule six; don’t apologize to this guy especially.”
“Agent Gibbs, please show me some respect. I really don’t see why you have to be so hostile.”
“Really, I can think of a few reasons.”
“Gentlemen, please. Jethro; why don’t you go check on your team and our girls.”
Once Jethro had left, Jenny turned her attention back to Eli.
“Sorry about that Eli, he’s just been uneasy since I got hurt.”
“Speaking of which it’s good to see you off the crutches, Jenny.”
Down in the squad room the team could sense how pissed Jethro was. Only Ziva had the moxie to inquire.
“What’s wrong Gibbs?”
“Your father, Agent David.”
“What did you do now, Boss?” Tony asked.
Gibbs slapped Tony on the back of his head.
“Not me as her father, DiNozzo. Eli.”
“Oh.” Tony and McGee said in unison.