Party time, Jayboa style

Everyone was inside the dining hall as Nick and I were just outside the dining hall having a celebration of our own. I knew in the back of my mind that it was only a matter of time before Jethro and Jenny started to wonder where we were. Nick and I had been making out for a good twenty five minutes. I was leaning against the wall and I had Nick up against me. At one point when we had parted for air I had looked down at my rings.
“What’s going on in that head of yours, Mrs. Balboa?” Nick asked as a smile played across his face.
“I just can’t wait for our honeymoon, Mr. Balboa.”
“I love you, Mrs. Balboa.” Nick said as he kissed my neck.
“Love you too, but we have to get in there.”
Like Ziva and Tony; we had a dj at our reception. I had wanted a band to play, but we didn’t have the time or the money to get a band to play at the reception. So instead we used the dj that was at Tony and Ziva’s reception.
“Introducing for the first time anywhere; Mr. and Mrs. Nicholas Balboa.” the dj said over the microphone as Nick and I entered the room.
As we walked in I saw how happy and proud Jenny, Ziva, Ducky and Jethro were of us. Everyone was proud from the entire team to Nick’s older sister; Delaney, who was in attendance. Nick and I walked onto the dance floor. Nick kept me at arms’ length as he had me walk the parameter of the dance floor as if he were showing me off to those in attendance. As I walked past the bridal table I saw familiar smiling faces looking back at me. Even Jethro was smiling as he laced his hand with Jen’s and then he set them both on the table.
“And now Jaylyn and Nick will dance their first dance as man and wife.” the dj said as he started to play At Last by Etta Jones.
As Nick and I danced a tear slid down Jen’s face as she watched me and Nick.
“What’s wrong, Jen?” Jethro asked.
“She is so beautiful out there. Still can’t believe that she is twenty-five and married, Jethro. Jay is still that little that little five year old that would follow me around whenever I came home for a visit, not a married twenty-five year old.”
“You still have me and you know Jaylyn will always need you; you’re her older sister, Jen. Just as I will always need you. You can’t be replaced in our lives.”
“Thank-you, Jethro. I love you too.” Jenny said as Nick and I took our seats at the bridal table.
“Did you just say what I think you just said?” I asked Jen as I caught the last part of what she said.
Jenny didn’t answer me instead she gave me her leave it alone look that I had known ever so well. For little while we all danced, this time we had invited Jordan to come so she wouldn’t have to crash. Sometime later in between the dancing we sat down to eat. We didn’t worry about having two main courses. It was more like “have whatever you want” dinner.
I was completely happy, but like Jenny there was a part of me that was a bit disappointed in Col. Jasper Shepard. Both Jenny and I knew there was no point in drowning our disappointment in bourbon. After dinner it was time for the father, daughter dance. This time the dj didn’t bother to ask if the father of the bride was in attendance. It seemed like Jenny took care of it when she got to the dining hall.
“Now it’s time for the father, daughter dance.” the dj said as he started to play Trace Adkins’ You’re Gonna Miss This.
“You look absolutely ravishing my dear.”
“Thank you, Ducky.”
Ducky then noticed me looking over to Jenny and Jethro. Ducky noticed the look of concern on my face.
“She is going to be fine; my dear. Jethro won’t let anything happen to her while you are away.”
“Promise me, Ducky. If anything happens to her that you will call me.”
Ducky didn’t answer.
“Ducky, promise me.”
“I will.”
“Thank you, Ducky.”
“You’re welcome.”
I had later found out that Ziva was concerned about Jenny just as I was. But unlike myself Ziva remember that Jenny was able to take care of herself which helped to lessen her worry. The song wrapped up and we took our seats. It was time for Tony and Ziva to make their toasts before the cake was cut. Ziva was the first to speak. It was clear who was gonna be in charge in their marriage and oddly enough Tony seemed like he was okay with Ziva taking the lead for once.
“Jay, you know that you and Jenny are family to me. And now with your marriage Nick is family too. I wish you both all the happiness in the world. Love you both. Congrats.” Ziva said as she raised her glass.
Next it was Tony’s turn to speak.
“Okay, it’s definitely a tough act to follow when your own wife gives a toast like that. In all the years that I have worked with Gibbs I have learn many things. One of those things is to treat the woman in your life like she is a queen. Be good to each other.”
Once the reception was over we all went our own ways. Jenny went home with Jethro. Tony and Ziva went back to her apartment. Tony had figured that it would be better for him to move into her place than her to move into his. Ducky went home with Jordan to the corgis.
Kate decided to spend the night at Drew’s which Tony had a field day with at her expense. Abby decided to hang out with McGee at his apartment. Nick and I went back to mine and Jenny’s apartment. Now the apartment was mine, Jenny and Nick’s; needless to say this was gonna get interesting once Nick and I got back from our honeymoon. It was obvious that Nick and Tony could hardly wait to leave on the honeymoons for one obvious reason. Ziva and I saw our respective honeymoons as our vacation from the insanity of NCIS and a break from our functional mute’s mood swings.