True Love's Kiss
- That's How You Know -
Author: A'serene
Category: Romance
Rating: PG (this is Disney folks)
Contents: Some singing and dancing in the park during a dog hunt, gives Gibbs some ideas.
Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS, "That's How You Know" From Disney's Enchanted. Anna is mine.
A/N: You should read listen to the song while you're reading, youtube "That's How You Know" Enchanted. It's there. trust me.
He really couldn't believe they were out there, or specifically the reason they were out there. He and his team had been combing Veteran's Park since eight this morning, searching for what? A killer? Nope. A rapist? Nope. Missing Sailor? Nope. What was NCIS finest looking for? A dog.
Specifically SecNav's eight-year-old daughter's
How does she know you love her?
How does she know she's yours?
"That sounded like crap," the girl sighed. Gibbs admittedly thought she had a pretty voice, but he was more concerned with DiNozzo getting his act together but the rhythm of a drum and a calypso beat.
How does she know that you love her?
The man's voice was an excellent off beat to the girl's and the young girl looked up at the Calypso players who had come over to listen to her. She paused a minute and continued.
How do you show her you love her?
"Love song, eck," Tony sighed dramatically, earning himself a head slap.
"Don't be rude DiNozzo." He missed the girl's surprised glance but heard her pipe up with the man in chorus.
How does she know that you really, really, truly love her?
How does she know that you love her?
How do you show her you love her?
How does she know that you really, really, truly love her?
Gibbs actually liked the beat but he really didn't have time, and as Jenny came down beside him he could see he wasn't the only one getting fed up.
"You find the dog?" She asked.
"DiNozzo found a girl." Jenny looked over the blonde and then listened to the words carefully.
It's not enough to take the one you love for granted
You must remind her, or she'll be inclined to say...
"How do I know he loves me?"
(How does she know that you love her?
How do you show her you love her?)
"How do I know he's mine?"
(How does she know that you really, really, truly love her?)
"She has a talented voice," Jenny commented to Gibbs as he turned to leave.
"Yea great," Gibbs agreed before wandering in the opposite direction, Jenny was about to head off in her own direction when the college girl managed to block her path.
Well does he leave a little note to tell you, you are on his mind?
Send you yellow flowers when the sky is grey? Hey!
He'll find a new way to show you, a little bit everyday
That's how you know, that's how you know!
He's your love...
Gibbs similarly found his path blocked by the movement of the steely band and began to walk around them, half listening, half looking for the damn dog. The man's voice was a perfect compliment to the girl's and he smiled half amused. Sounds like something Disney would write.
You've got to show her you need her
Don't treat her like a mind reader
Each day do something to need her
To believe you love her
He glanced back over his shoulder and saw Jenny smiling sweetly at the SecNav's daughter who was thoroughly entranced with the singing college student. It appeared Jenny and she had become companions while she had the rest of NCIS in a frenzy searching for her dog. Gibbs made the executive decision that if Jen got off dog hunting he could too;DiNozzo should be able to handle it, he thought amused. It wasn't cats and the whole way over Tony had bragged about how much of a dog person he was. Ziva and McGee had laughed silently. Gibbs glanced around making sure his team was still within eyesight and found Ziva talking to another red head. Great, trouble, with a capital T. The other redhead was of course Anna Corrine, a lovely friend to both Jenny and Gibbs, one Gibbs would rather not see and Jenny loved to pieces. Gibbs decided to that if he stuck with Jenny, Anna would know to stay away and would no be able to ask if she could stay at Jenny's house tonight.
"Anna's here," he said when he reached Jenny's side.
"So I saw, well I guess we should keep looking," she sighed wandering off, Gibbs didn't really have much of a choice but to follow her as people were flocking in a group to see the singers.
Everybody wants to live happily ever after
Everybody wants to know their true love is true...
How do you know he loves you?
(How does she know that you love her?
How do you show her you need her?)
How do you know he's yours?
(How does she know that you really, really, truly-)
The two were pushed together as the crowd became thicker and moved in the opposite direction. Gibbs placed his hand on Jenny's back to guide her through it ignoring the tell-tingle he still got from touching her. Yes, their second shot at a relationship was still new, but that tingle never left and they'd been trying to act as normal as possible and not let anyone in on their secret.
Well does he take you out dancin' just so he can hold you close?
Dedicate a song with words in
Just for you? Ohhh!
From on top of the hill Ziva watched with mild amusement as Gibbs and Jenny were forced closer to each other sides. If she didn't know better she would swear the people were doing it on purpose but she did know better, or so she thought. When Anna stepped beside her, clearly trying to withhold her laughter, Ziva was a little suspicious.
"NCIS goes dog hunting," Anna remarked. "Next it will be poor kitties in trees."
"You could look for the dog as well," Ziva reminded.
"I'm actually working," Anna said.
"Oh?"
"Yea, trying to see if the kid can blend in," Anna informed. Ziva immediately glanced around but the only thing she kept coming back to was the blonde college girl, all the other people's actions were reflections of hers.
"The singer?"
"Yep."
"But…"
"Convincing isn't it? Young girl singing about love, getting local help…" Anna trailed off. Ziva glanced around. It was the girl who had moved from her blanket following Jenny and Gibbs and as the words carried up over the hill Ziva smirked.
He'll find his own way to tell you
With the little things he'll do
That's how you know
That's how you know!
"You set her up."
"What can I say the kid was desperate to pass, so she did me a favor," Anna replied. Ziva watched as Jenny and Gibbs were not given a moment to separate and forced to listen to the song, which admittedly had a very catchy little beat.
"I think I'll remember the lyrics," Ziva said innocently. Anna laughed and watched as Tony tried to find a way into the crowd, trying to get out of looking for the dog. "I better get back to work, enjoy the view. Anything I could do…"
"Dog's over by the river, maybe they should go for a boat ride," Anna hinted. Ziva walked down from the hill, pulling her phone out to call Jenny.
"Shepard!" Came the shouted voice.
"Director I spotted the dog on the other side, at the small island, we'll need a boat."
"Ziva I can't hear a word you're saying!"
"BOAT. RIVER." Ziva shouted into the phone and heard Jenny repeating it to Gibbs. Ziva watched as Gibbs and Jenny managed to find a small rowboat that would be big enough to contain the wet animal, and they got in, the little girl being held back by the SecNav's security detail. The singer however glanced toward the hill and found her watcher giving her the okay signal. She leaned out over the small dock area and followed the couple to the boat as they pulled toward the island.
Because he'll wear your favorite color
Just so he can match your eyes
Rent a private picnic
By the fires glow-oohh!
"You would think it's a movie or something," Jenny said as they managed to get to the other side where the dog was stretched out in the sun.
"Or something," Gibbs answered as he glanced back at the other side. "What's the dog's name again?"
"Rex, after T-Rex, Come on Rex, heel!" The dog bounded to her putting his dirty paws right on her pant leg. "Great." She chose a few more expletives to throw in there and Gibbs smirked. They got back to the other side, reuniting the girl and her pet. Gibbs helped Jenny from the boat, keeping his hand on her back, leading her back through the crowd. The SecNav for some strange reason decided to cancel his meeting, so Jenny was free to leave. They were heading back toward the cars when Jenny heard the little girl behind her.
"Miss Jenny! Rex wants to give you a thank you!" The girl said sweetly. Jenny knelt and Rex licked her cheek.
"Eck," she mumbled, but for some reason it didn't stop her from smiling sweetly. The girl went back toward her father to listen to the singing student. Gibbs helped her to her feet, trying not to let his jealousy of a dog show throw. If he didn't know better he'd swear Jenny liked the dog better than him right then and there. Sure he'd been a little distant lately, they'd been busy, but she knew he loved her. In the car Ziva, McGee and Tony squeezed into the back, Ziva began humming and soon McGee and Tony picked it up.
"Three of you shut it, or I'll slap you upside the head."
"Ah c'mon Boss, it's a catchy little beat," Tony protested. "How do you know…"
"How do you show her…" McGee joined in.
"That's how you know…" Ziva finished.
"ZIVA!" Jenny snapped and the younger woman shut up. "Shall we start singing Do-Rei-Me?" Jenny questioned and Ziva made a sick look on her face.
"Please no!"
"Then shut it." Ziva grumbled but sat back in the seat and simply hummed along as Tony and McGee also just hummed. They reached head quarters and as Tony, McGee and Ziva were walking to their desks, Gibbs slapped them all upside the head.
"No more singing," he warned.
"GIBBS!" Abby's loud voice caught everyone attention as the Goth bounded towards the group. "I just heard the greatest song on a TV!"
"No more music, Abby," Jenny protested.
"But Director it was so catchy," she began to hum and soon found Tony, Ziva, and McGee were humming along. "Hey you guys know it too!"
"We heard it in the park," Gibbs answered. "Back to work all of you!" Jenny continued on her way up the stairs but his ears were still good enough to pick up her humming it. He went over to his desk, pulling out earphones, plugging them into the computer and searching for the song. He listened to the lyrics again and hazarded a glance toward the catwalk, it wouldn't hurt to try and be a little romantic,he thought amused. He knew Jenny would seriously think he'd hit his head, but maybe it wouldn't be so bad, maybe deep down even though he knew she didn't need flowers or chocolates, she still wanted them? So he had a new resolve and he would act on it right away.
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Jenny opened the door to her house carefully, trying not to drop her computer or her briefcase or the extra files that didn't fit in her brief case. She had thought about going to Gibbs' house, but he hadn't been at the office when she'd left so she'd assumed he and his team had gotten a case and she'd be better off going home to sleep in hopefully a bed. Most likely my chair though, she sighed as she managed to place the extra files on the table. The lights were on in the main hall and she assumed Neomi had left them on for her. Until her nose picked up a very peculiar scent, wood burning. Shit! She immediately dumped her bags and moved quickly toward the kitchen, glancing for the source but found nothing. Perhaps the study. She retraced her steps to her study door ready to fight the fire, literally, but froze in place.
There was a fleece blanket spread out on the floor, with lots of pillows. Two wine glasses, and a basket with plates and bread rolls sticking out of it. She tried to figure out where it could have possible come from when she felt him overwhelmingly behind her. She glanced over her shoulder to meet his suspcisouly-guarded eyes. It was almost as if he was nervous and she had to smile at that. Gibbs nervous, there's a new one.
"Hi," she greeted.
"Hi, I though you might want dinner," he said just as softly. He reached down her leg and pulled her foot up pulling off first one pump and then switching to the other, leaving her in her bare stocking feet.
"Dinner sounds nice, I thought you were working tonight."
"Nope," he replied. "My boss let me have the night off," he joked.
"Oh really?" She teased back as he led her over to the fireside where she found a yellow sunflower sitting beside the basket with a little note around the stem. He helped her sit down and sat himself down next to her, leaning back on the pillows. She picked up the flower and read the note attached feeling a smile spread across her face.
I love you.
Jethro took that as a good thing and started taking out the plates and the food, she lay the flower down beside them as she watched the course develop in front of her. It was her favorite steak with extra asparagus just the way she liked it. He poured her a glass of red wine to go with it and she waited patiently till he finished setting up.
"Steak on a picnic, that's a new one," she remarked.
"Well I thought you might want something normal for dinner," he defended and she nodded sweetly. It really was quite possibly one of the most romantic things he'd ever done for her, and he had taken her up the
"Thank you."
"Anytime," he replied. "But we're not done."
"Jethro I don't think I could eat anything else."
"Nah, I though we could go dancing or something," he suggested.
"Dancing?" She echoed. Now she was worried, Gibbs doing something romantic once was a big deal, twice in one evening was just disturbing and that worried her. "Jethro…"
"C'mon Jen," he stood up giving her hand to her feet as well. She grabbed a remote from the side and pressed play on the radio.
"We don't have to go out to go dancing Jethro," she reminded, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"But we could…"
"Or we could stay in…" She rested her head against his shoulder. Her head picked up as she glanced at the radio, a familiar song coming to play. "You don't have to take me out to dance with me."
"But…" She tilted her head up and captured his lips effectively silencing him.
"I love you," she whispered in his ear, and felt the tightening of his arms around her as he pressed a kiss to her cheek.
"I love you, Jen." They decided after that a different type of dancing was in order and made their way upstairs, only checking to make sure the physical fire was out before they encouraged another fire to burn.
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Across town, Anna Corrine knocked on a familiar door and found it open to an old friend.
"Anna?"
"Ziva, I was wondering if I could crash on your couch."
"Is Jenny…"
"She's not answering," Anna said showing her phone to her friend.
"Oh, well then, of course. Mi casa es su casa."
"Gracias."
"Looks like your pupil passed her test, thank her for me, Gibbs has been in a mood all week."
"Not a problem," Anna dialed a number and waited for the young tired voice to pick up.
"Ms Anna?"
"Congratulations Christen, you passed." She hung up and joined Ziva in the living room for a beer and a good laugh at their expert plotting. Who would have though a