The Morning After

Ducky, Jethro and Jenny were already up by the time that the rest of us got up. Jethro had pretty much spent part of the night in the basement working on his boat. Jenny had gone down a few times throughout the night to keep Jethro company. All the times that my sister had gone to see Jethro she had perched herself on the workbench stool she had sat on so many times before.
“Do you know how irresistible you are right now?” Jethro asked Jenny one of the times that she had down.
“Irresistible to the point where you want to continue disregarding rule 12 by having your way with me on your boat?
Jethro didn’t say a word instead he set the hand sander down and went from there. Jethro then took Jenny in his arms and had Jenny lean against the frame of the boat he was currently building. Jethro caressed Jenny’s body and nuzzled her neck.
“What are you thinking, Jethro?” Jenny asked.
“This.” Jethro answered as pulled Jenny’s dress off of her and tossed it off to the side.
Jethro led Jenny to the front of the boat so they could lay on it. When Jenny turned around he noticed tattoos.
“When did you get these?”
“The angel wings were done twenty-seven years ago and the Eiffel Tower was done fourteen years ago while we were in Marseilles.”
“I didn’t notice the angel wings back then.”
“Decker wanted them covered for the ops we had.”
“Why?”
“He didn’t want either of us to have any distinguishing markings that would jeopardize the ops.”
“Well the only things I find distracting are those mesmerizing green eyes of yours and your gorgeous crimson hair.”
“Jethro.”
“The wings are for your mother aren’t they?”
“Yes, now can we stop all this talking and replicate Marseilles before I freeze in your basement.”
Jethro nodded. There was just something about their bodies touching that made the entire world disappear for Jenny. Jenny could see it in Jethro’s soulful blue eyes that she was always able to read. Just from looking in his eyes for a brief moment she could tell that he was already in Marseilles in his mind as he kissed every spot of her from lips down her neck and down the rest of her body. Meanwhile upstairs Ducky had gone to bed in Jethro’s spare bedroom.
Nick and I fell asleep in each others’ arms on the living room floor. Tony and Ziva were sleeping on the pull sofa bed just like Nick and I were. Abby and McGee followed suit just as Kate and Drew had. The seven us were so tired from the wedding and the reception that we all crashed the minute we arrived at Jethro’s. Needless to say the seven of us being drunk from all the alcohol consumed at the reception didn’t help.
A few hours later we were all awake. Ducky was making scrambled eggs and omelets for breakfast. Jethro was making bacon and sausages to go with the eggs. Tony, McGee, Nick and Drew set Jethro’s dining table and brought up extra chairs. Kate, Abby, Ziva, Jenny and I were up in the master bathroom fixing ourselves up for breakfast.
“You sounded like you had some fun last night, Jenny.” Ziva said.
“I have no idea what you are talking about.” Jenny said as nonchalantly as she could.
Ziva and I looked at each other know perfectly well that Jenny was lying.
“Come on, Jen; we all know that you and Jethro slept together on his boat.”
“We kind of heard you screaming and moaning, Director.” Abby said.
Jenny started to blush in embarrassment.
“It was kind of orgasmic.” Kate said.
“Wow, the team’s good girl has a naughty side.” I said as I scrunched my hair and ran some styling mousse through it.
“Possibly.” Kate said as she pulled her hair back.
Jenny, Ziva, Abby and I smiled. Jethro had given all five of us each a shirt and lounge pants of his to sleep in. Jenny, Abby and Kate were the only three that were still in the lounge pants that Jethro had given us. Ziva and I decided to ditch the lounge pants until we had gone down for breakfast. The tiled bathroom floor was cold and driving all of us crazy to the point that we didn’t even bother to put our make-up on. Abby was just about done with putting her last pigtail up as Ziva put her newly re-straightened hair up in a ponytail.
“Are you girls almost done up there?” Jethro called up to us.
“Just about done, Jethro.”
Ziva and I left the bathroom to step into Jethro’s bedroom to put our lounge pants on.
“So what is it like being married?” I asked Ziva as we waited for my sister, Kate and Abby.
“You should ask Jenny that one.” Ziva answered.
“Ziva.”
“Jay, I just got married twelve hours ago. Your sister would know better, she and Gibbs have been like a married couple since their ops in Europe.”
“Come on, be serious for five minutes.” I said.
“Its pretty much like dating, just a lot less stressful. You can actually be yourself and not worry about it.”
“I am kind of excited about tomorrow.” I said.
“I was like that too.”
“Where are you and Tony going on your honeymoon?”
“We’re going to the Bahamas. Where are you and Nick going?”
“Jamaica.”
Within the next few minutes the five of us had gone down to breakfast. There was a bit of silence for a few minutes before Drew spoke up.
“I know that Kate has a tattoo on her ass……..”
“Drew!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Kate said.
Drew ignored Kate and continued on.
“It’s obvious that Abby has tattoos. Do any of you have any of your own?” Drew continued.
Once again there was a silence in the room. Ziva looked at Tony hoping that he wouldn’t say that she had one. Jenny didn’t have to look at Jethro to know that he wasn’t going to say anything about hers. McGee knew Abby wouldn’t spill, but he wasn’t quite sure about Tony. I knew that Nick wouldn’t say word. The eleven of us sat there and ate breakfast silently; just the way Jethro liked it.