It's still dark outside as Jen tries to get dressed for work.  She has the light on in the closet and the baby on the bed next to her sleeping husband.  She's been up for half an hour and already she's having a shitty morning.  Jaime watches as Jen pulls things off hangers and tries them on only to not be able to button anything.  Pants, skirts-- ( Read more... )

I am not sick. I am fine. I will grow old. I will see my daughter graduate. I will live a long life. I will not die young. My body is not betraying me.

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November

Somehow, she found herself in the desert again.  But at least it's the New Mexico desert instead of the California desert and she's not alone.  And there's not a diner in sight.  Together, she and Jethro had hopped in their rental car and wandered off into the desert to escape the hordes of children that were inundating Stable Graces.  The ( Read more... )

It's late when Jen finally ends up at home.  She's tired.  Her fingers ache.  And if it were Friday night instead of Thursday, she'd already be halfway to drunk.  But she sighs as she drops her bag by the door and wanders into the study.  She rifles through the mail that was left on the desk, though nothing catches her eye as being immediately ( Read more... )

Jenny wakes first, slowly opening her eyes to the light in the room shining in from the windows and masking the yellow glow from the beside lamp.  She's still unable to put the light out.  She slips from bed, still naked from that night, and pulls on a clean pair of Jethro's shorts.  They hang low on her hips, below the rounding of her belly.  His ( Read more... )

Show us a picture of a mistake you have made.


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For today's prompt give us a list of five things you just would rather not discuss ever again.

1. This
2. That
3. This other thing
4. That one thing
5. And this thing

Late afternoon is starting to give way to early evening when Jen emerges from the bedroom.  She's restless, wandering aimlessly through the apartment, putting lights on as she goes.  She remembers yelling at Jethro for leaving all the lights on and he's since been good about turning them off.  But things change.  Or rather, she changed.  Being in ( Read more... )

The apartment is quiet when Jen gets up, Heather sleeping on the sofa bed and Jethro sound asleep in the bed beside her.  She's starting to adjust to the "early to bed, getting up in the middle of the night to pee" routine.  So she heads into the bathroom as silently as she can, closing the door before putting the light on.  She doesn't want to ( Read more... )

Just fresh from a shower, Jen comes into the living room and joins Gibbs on the couch.  Her hair is wet and she's wearing nothing but a fluffy terrycloth bathrobe.  Tucking her knees up to her chest, she sticks her cold toes under his thigh and smiles at him.  She's been feeling off since last Saturday, but now that Tuesday was winding down, she ( Read more... )