Wait and see

[ncis_ljgibbs]

Jethro made his way up to the bedroom slowly. He needed to talk to Jen at least to see if he was going to be out in the truck again. If so he was going to grab an extra blanket with the way the temperature dropped at night. He hovered outside the bedroom door debating with himself.

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[on_jennys_terms]

After showering, Jen is sitting on the bed, staring at her knees. She swears she can see faint traces of where she tore them up in the alley in Midtown Manhattan. Maybe she's imagining it. Maybe not

[ncis_ljgibbs]

He took a deep breath and knocked softly waiting for her reply. Jethro smelled faintly of icy hot he knew but he wasn't as young as he once was and since his fall from the back of the truck he had occasional back flares.

[on_jennys_terms]

She knows its him. He's the only one likely enough. Pulling open a drawer, she says, "Yeah," just loud enough for him to hear. Jen didn't realize she'd teared up until she feels one roll down her nose. Quickly, she swipes at her face and sniffles before pulling a relatively new pair of baggy sweatpants from the drawer.

[ncis_ljgibbs]

He stepped inside the room stopping once he saw her. His eyes were locked onto her body and his immediately reacted. Some days she made him feel like a teenager again.

"Hey."