What The Heart Wants
- Chapter 2 -

Gibbs charged through the bullpen and crossed Tony on the stairs as he headed towards the director's office, 'er Boss, I wouldn't go in there If I were you,' Gibbs turned to stare at Tony, 'the director is busy,' he turned away from Tony and looked at the metal door as it opened and Jenny shot past in a blur, 'what have you got?' 'Er, um, McGee! What have you got?' 'Abby matched the prints on the gun we found in the SUV to a Petty Officer Michael Danforth, he is in the same rotation as Petty Officer Alex Cameron,' 'good, you brought him in?' 'We, we can't find him,' Gibbs stormed back to his desk and slammed his coffee down, 'get searching.'

Gibbs stared at his computer screen pretending to be thinking about the case, he was trying to work out how to delete an e-mail from his account, it was some junk about home insurance that shouldn't have even got through the firehole or whatever it was McGee was complaining about. He heard a familiar click of heels on the stairs and leaned back exasperatedly, thinking up retorts to use to win round two.

He heard a clatter to his left and frowned at McGee as he picked up his papers and phone from the floor, his eyes stopped on the ankles behind McGee's head. He followed the toned legs up and saw the small hands of the toddler hanging on tightly, he spotted the red and black checked mini-skirt and frowned in confusion, it had a silver metal studded belt with a skull and crossbones on the clasp. He followed it up further to a very tight black shirt with a white skull and crossbones on the left breast pocket, it was short sleeved and straining in a certain area.

'Have I missed something director or are you bursting out of your Abby costume?' She frowned at him and looked down at the baby happily feeding from the bottle in her left hand, she was suddenly aware of the amount of flesh she was exposing and a red flush appeared on her neck. Gibbs shook his head at McGee who was unmoving and staring resolutely at his desk, 'McGee, what has got into you?' 'Nothing boss,' Tony sniggered from his desk and both Jenny and Gibbs stared at him, 'what's so funny Agent DiNozzo?'

He gulped, Agent DiNozzo was a bad sign, she was pissed, probably at him, 'nothing, maam,' Gibbs squinted at her, 'Do I dare ask why you're wearing Abby's clothes Jenny?' McGee shifted in his seat and looked up at the director behind him, he made a funny noise and hurriedly turned back to stare at his desk. Jenny raised an eyebrow at him as she moved the baby so its head was at her shoulder and patted it's back lightly. She frowned at the fuzzy head, 'occupational hazard,' she stated simply.

She looked back at Gibbs and he shook his head grinning, 'Jethro, it's not…' she stopped speaking and pulled a face sighing in defeat, and looking at her shoulder, 'not what Jen?' Gibbs asked grinning, fully aware of what had just happened. 'Spare shirt?' she asked, knowing there was at least one shirt around. Tony looked down and saw his clean shirt poking out of his drawer, McGee slowly closed his bottom drawer hiding a small collection of fresh clothing and Gibbs leaned back in his chair, 'I did but I had to use it, the one in my drawer is all sweaty Jen,'

'Looking good director,' they all turned to see Abby grinning over the diving wall behind McGee's desk, she gave McGee a funny look as he turned around again and stormed over to him and whacked him around the back of the head. 'Stop that,' 'ow, what?' She glared at him and he hunched up in his chair, 'you know what McGee,' she frowned.

Jenny walked further down the stairs and stopped behind Tony's desk, 'Tony,' he looked up behind him, 'yes, well hello,' she stepped back quickly and closed her legs firmly, 'DiNozzo!' He looked over at Gibbs waiting for the explosion, 'Do not look up her skirt again, same goes for you too McGee. 'Sorry boss, director,' McGee and Tony muttered their gazes glued to their desks in shame. 'Tony,' 'yes director,' he replied quickly, 'give me your spare shirt,' 'I er, I don't have one,' 'it's in your bottom drawer.'

He frowned and leaned down slowly to pick it up as Jenny walked down the last few stairs and held out her free hand to take it, he handed it over grudgingly and frowned at the desk at her triumphant smirk. 'Why do you need a clean shirt?' McGee asked as she turned around, 'ah,' he answered his own question seeing the milky stain down the back. 'I'll be back in five minutes for an update Jethro,' she called as she headed towards the ladies room, toddler in tow.

Tony opened up an IM window and typed in a message sending it to McGee, McGee opened it and grinned nodding, he typed a message in response and sent it back, Tony opened it and laughed to himself, 'what's so funny Tony?' Ziva asked him, 'nothing you would understand Ziva,' he looked back at the screen and started typing. 'I think I'd risk a Gibbs head slap and glare to get that view again wouldn't you McGeek, yes Tony it was a nice view did you happen to notice they were lacy, course McGeek black and probably a t, probably a what Tony?'

Tony cringed and looked around at the unimpressed stare Jenny was giving him and his computer screen, he swallowed nervously, 'um probably a…' 'if you liked it that much, memorise it, you won't be seeing it again,' he swallowed as he closed the window and shrank down in his chair as Gibbs raised himself to his full height. 'Not a good move DiNozzo,' 'what about McGee he did it too,' he responded indignantly pointing accusingly at his team mate, 'you sent the first message and you should know better, McGee he's right, I'm disappointed in you, I expect this kind of behaviour from DiNozzo.'

Gibbs turned his attention to Jenny and the now sleeping baby in her arms; she was somehow pulling off the bright blue oversized shirt and toddler wrapped around her left leg with a flair that was just Jenny. 'What are you staring at Jethro?' she asked him nervously, stroking the tiny hand gripping hers, 'suits you,' she shrugged her shoulders, 'I've never been sure of bright blues,' he grinned at her, 'I meant the babies, Jen,' she smiled awkwardly looking down at the sleeping baby and little boy gazing up from around her knee.

'Jethro, update,' she waited for her old partner to respond, 'Petty Officer Michael Danforth owns the gun used to kill Rachel Cameron, his prints are the only ones, these three are working on finding him,' all three jumped to it and started typing on their computers, 'Er boss,' McGee began, 'yep,' 'his phone records indicate he spoke to the Cameron's at least twice a day, all to the house phone.' Gibbs raised his eyebrow, 'something tells me they weren't just talking about the weather.' Jenny nodded, 'How long have these calls been going on?'

McGee started typing rapidly and stared at the screen in front of him, 'nearly eighteen months,' all eyes turned to look at the baby in Jenny's arms, sleeping peacefully and ignorant to the world. 'You think the child might not be Petty Officer Cameron's?' Ziva voiced, 'it's a possibility, there could still be another explanation for those calls,' Gibbs frowned at Tony, 'what else could it be?' 'you mean other than phone sex or arranging to have sex, erm, not a clue boss, but why would he kill her?' 'Gee I don't know maybe that's why we're all here DiNozzo.'

'Anthony,' Jenny stated simply, 'no one's called me Anthony except my mother,' Jenny rolled her eyes and looked at the baby, 'I mean this Anthony, maybe he wanted to find out who little Anthony's father is, maybe he wanted access, maybe he went to see Rachel Cameron and things got a little out of hand.' 'This is just speculation, we still need to interview Petty Officer Cameron, find out where he was last night, we didn't get a chance this morning,' Ziva finished looking away from both Gibbs and Jenny who were giving each other death stares, 'I wonder why that would be Gibbs?' Jenny asked sarcastically. 'Come on Jen, he jumped out from behind a door pointing a gun at me and pulled the trigger, what did you want me to do?' 'Disable him, rather than stick two bullets through his left lung missing his aorta and heart by a hair's breadth, maybe?'

Gibbs glared at her, 'I did my job, you got a problem with that, discipline me, or let me get back to doing my job while you go play at being mum for the day,' he realised it was over the top as soon as he had said it. She glared at him and decided not to respond, something was eating him, she suspected it was to do with the children and didn't want to bait him. She looked at her watch, she passed the sleeping baby into Gibbs arms, 'your turn, come on Aaron,' she lifted the toddler into her arms and headed towards her office.

Gibbs stared down at the baby fast asleep in his arms, the tiny fingers and nose, the small slightly open mouth and rose coloured lips, and that smell, that baby smell, it brought back memories of when he had held Kelley, his little girl, he remembered her fine blonde hair and the way she giggled if he tickled the soles of her feet.

He snapped out of his memories when he saw Jenny coming towards him wearing her coat and her bag over her shoulder, 'where are you going?' She walked towards him and gently looked down the back of Anthony's top, 'shopping, I need something to keep Aaron occupied and some essentials if I'm going to be taking care of these two for a couple of days, ' 'like tonnes of diapers, and clothes, most of theirs are evidence,' he stated grinning and passing the baby towards her.

She shook her head and lifted Aaron into her arms, 'oh, no, you can have the super whizzer, it's just going to be me and Aaron,' and with that she hurried off towards the elevator and stepped inside, she waved at them as the doors closed and grinned at Aaron.

'Super Whizzer?' Ziva repeated, 'he peed all over her office,' Abby replied, 'DiNozzo shut your mouth,' Gibbs growled at Tony, whose mouth was wide open, 'sorry boss.' Gibbs looked down at the baby and realised he had a few things which would be useful to Jenny, he'd fetch them for her later but right now he had a murder to solve and a sitter to find.

Chapter 3