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[on_jennys_terms]

Armed with a jug of orange juice and a glass, Jen slowly makes her way back upstairs.  It's her second trip to the kitchen and she's declared it the last one.  She's still sick herself, but between her and Jethro, she's mostly functional.  She even helped Liz with laundry yesterday afternoon, though that was more out of a need to actually do

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[ncis_ljgibbs]

Jethro lay on his side tiredly. He never got sick so to get sick now drove him crazy. He felt bad that Jen had gone up and down the steps especially as pregnant as she was. When he heard the door open he looked over his shoulder,"Jen?"

[on_jennys_terms]

"Yeah, it's just me," she says. She's happy to trek to the kitchen for him a couple times; he's done the same for her recently. She crosses the room and sets the juice and glass on the nightstand before crawling back into bed with him.

[ncis_ljgibbs]

He reached out for her wanting her close. "You feeling alright?"

[on_jennys_terms]

She goes where he pulls her. "I should be asking you that," she says.