Title: And the Memories So Close
Author: vegawriters (albuquerque_liz)
Fandom: NCIS
Pairing: Jenny/OFC
Rating: PG-16
A/N: (1) The prevailing theory is that the “Heather” seen in Jenny’s phone in Judgement Day is her sister. But what if it was someone else? (2) siapom requested a NCIS fic. I hadn’t planned on doing this for that rec, but it also fits all her requirements.

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They left a little before nine, saddling horses - Liz gave Jenny Kelly and took Kira - and headed out to the wild horse pastures, down along the creek, toward Liz’s lean-to escape. For a while, Liz rode out ahead, releasing some stress, but the lingering headache from her dance with the wine bottle the night before kept her from racing too far ( Read more... )

Protocol at the Sunshine building had the security guard, who was a WitSec agent call up to the top floor to alert her assigned inspectors that she was on her way up. An agent in the elevator, disguised as a building employee but who was also a WitSec agent would escort her to the top and leave her to walk the few feet from the elevator to the ( Read more... )

Tuesday, AfternoonAn hour of torture later, she's back against the uncomfortable pillow, staring up at the ceiling panels. She's alone, for now. As much as she hates being alone, her brain is starting to cycle in dangerous ways, all of them leading up to pushing everyone away. Everyone including Jenny. Jenny needs to get back to her life and NCIS ( Read more... )

With every pound and clang of the MRI, Liz winced ( Read more... )

Follows this.She slept in fits and starts, every time a nurse walked past or they came in to check on her, her heart started to race and she had to calm down all over again. All she wants is to talk to Jenny or Adam, but neither have contacted her beyond the first voice mail and a couple of stray texts left on Monday. It's funny in a way. They seem ( Read more... )

Follows this.

Tuesday MorningWhen Liz wakes, the sun is peeking through the safe house curtains. She is groggy and her head hurts like she'd had too much to drink the night before. But all she'd had was a too sweet soda that she’d grabbed from the fridge herself. Being out of the field for years hasn’t dulled her; she still knows better than to ( Read more... )

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Monday Morning ...She's mucking out Kelly's stall when the SUV pulls up. It's just one, not attracting attention, and Liz leaves the shovel and wheelbarrow to go up and meet it. Mary steps out, her long blonde hair back in a high ponytail and Liz is glad to see the woman has finally abandoned those leggings she took to wearing after ( Read more... )

The phone rings and she picks it up, tired of dodging the endless ringing. She didn't see him in DC and that was almost enough, and she wouldn't answer if she hadn't just poured her heart out to Jenny in what is becoming a regular stream of love letters to her. If she were one to get caught up in romantic notions of rewritten history, she could ( Read more... )

Follows thisShe's still sitting in the barn when he calls her back. His voice is soft, loving and cautious, and for a minute she forgets that she's mad at him. But it doesn't last. The minute he mentions the fight with Jen, she's back on edge. "what do you want from me?" It's not a question she'd planned on asking, but it's out and his pause lets ( Read more... )