Once upon a Dream in Paris

"You did it. You killed Petty Officer Fisher "

That was all Gibbs said as he walked into the interrogation room. The women half-smirked. "Prove it." Gibbs half-smirked back. "Alright, let's start with the murder weapon. There were traces of lavender and other ingredients of some kind of lotion. When we searched your house we found that lotion, a perfect match. Next, in your car's backseat there was blood splatter. You just couldn't quite see all the way under the seat while you were cleaning. You had opportunity and motive. That enough for you?" Her face had fallen. "Fine," she whispered "I'll...

Gibbs sat at her desk. The one she would never come back to. He sifted through her files waiting. A small note fell out and caught his eye. He began to read.

Dear Jethro,

I love you.

I always have and always will. You are one of the

few reasons I wake up in the morning.

I was wrong to end what we had.

You are the love of my life and I’m

sorry it took me until the end of my

life to realize that.

With all my love,

Jenny

He tucked the note in his pocket before he began to cry. He would cry later in the safety of his home. Now, he just had to wait.

She was dead. His Jenny. Never coming back. The woman he...

“After you, Jenny,” he said, that smile gracing his lips in his certain little childish way. She made a face at him and resisted the urge to knee him in the groin with her heel as she climbed inside the car and his hand rested on her lower back. Jethro would never hurt her, why did she want to hurt him? “Salem, honey, hurry up,” she called, watching her daughter stop to play in the puddle from the heavy rain earlier. It seemed like it might rain again at any moment, and Jenny just wanted to get home before that happened.

If she'd known that that would be the last puddle Salem would...