Titel: Schusswechsel
Fandom: NCIS
Autor: Kathrin
Pairing: (Jibbs) Gibbs / Jenny
Kategorie: Sonstige Storys
Inhalt: Ein kleiner Ausflug mit Jethro und Jenny in die ehemalige Tschechoslowakei
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Comment: There was this exchange of words in the episode 3x08 (Gold Heart) brought my imagination to work. Be careful, I have no idea if hinhaut not have the time or rail. I siedle the action now just as history before Paris. How and what happens to the two, read yourself ..
Jenny: "This reminds me of our deployment in the former Czechoslovakia
Gibbs:" You've got a bullet in the leg. "
Jenny:" I had the same sinking feeling as now. "
Prague in autumn 1998:
For weeks Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs Jenny Shepard and his partner were now already undercover across Europe on the move. from Budapest to Vienna to Bratislava and Prague now. Certainly not the final destination of their journey, the Russian Mafia is always hot on their heels. To her annoyance, but never close enough to bring the contract to completion and to make the principal architect of secret attacks and weapons find. He was so far ahead of them always one step and Bratislava was their only viable trail they had been from him. According to an informant had their Target person but now in one night and fog action abruptly canceled after Prague. To book a flight via Vienna to Prague, they did not have enough time, so they had to do with an old Mercedes to a 350-mile trip to Prague. They reached until late evening, the golden city. After a more or less sleepless night in a cheap flophouse on a disco in the red light district of Prague the next morning they both sat in a small cafe overlooking the Charles Bridge.
silently with a cup of hot, hot coffee in his hand looked at Jethro his partner over carefully. Tired and with a suppressed yawn Jenny pushed her sunglasses on her nose. "What's wrong?" She asked, feeling somewhat uneasy under his critical eye. They worked together for a long time and spent the last weeks and months together almost day and night. They were a team in which everybody could blindly rely on the other. But recently there was something else. There was more than trust and friendship. There was this feeling. This feeling that Jen shuddered every time he looked at her. Sun looked like now. The look she could not be interpreted and brought them mixed up. But probably it was the only one and all the members were stuck in their fatigue did the rest. They also believed Jethro well enough to know that he saw nothing but his partner in it. The same thing they set out on the basis of his 12th Rule * Fang never thought to see a romance with a colleague at .*, in him. So why should it suddenly change? Why should they now suddenly see with new eyes? That was completely impossible.
off the coffee cup, Jethro replied calmly with a slight smile: "Nothing. Why do you ask? "He had noticed very well that his pattern Santander look insecure Jenny, which was finally his intention. Although he knew very well as an agent, their impatient, sometimes a bit too spontaneous nature, she had also always confident and able to contribute with it. Properties that it came entirely as an agent for good, excited him, but also in order to lure them from the reserve. to test you and simultaneously to observe their reaction as a woman and not only the agent in it. For he saw clearly the woman in it, even if it seemed to be not confident. He saw a confident, attractive woman, who could be quite dangerous as a man and in some As had already become very dangerous.
"Oh, no idea," she bit and waved heartily in a jam scones. "I'm just completely closed. First we beat ourselves half the night looking for Karel around the ears and then we find nothing better than to stay at this flophouse. Sometimes I hate our job really. "
Jethro laughed" Look at it positively. A better starting point than the local red light district, we could find for more information but not "the same time he added:" It was, after all not know that for a trade show here, all other accommodations are completely booked, "before he snatched Jenny Brash oviposited hearty croissants and bit into it. Shaking his head, she pushed her sunglasses back up and punished him with an angry look. In situations like these, they would have missed him most like a slap, but she knew full well that he just drew. A little game they played lately often unconsciously.
"Could you please stay serious," snapped Jenny Jethro now a bit angry at. She had since they arrived in Prague a bad feeling. Your informant has not been found, and his previous, sudden call that an alleged transfer here and not to be held in Bratislava, it seemed very strange. Therefore, they could no longer keep their concerns for themselves. "Why are we here anyway? Can you please tell me the time? "
Confused Jethro looked at her and pulled the forehead wrinkles. Although they had been talking about all sorts of situations and absurdities and Jethro said their concerns in a way, he did not understand her question. "Um, maybe because we have a .... Tip got? ", He gave back sarcastically, and gave her a slightly amused look, what Jenny did even more crazy. Just what was going on with him? Did he not know that something mighty stank to heaven?
"Well and good, then tell me, what should we do now. The tip seems to me not much more value than the phone through which we receive it. "
Although Jethro was open to all and accepted their opinion, he liked the way she not at all went on. He was no friend of wrangling opinion, at least not what concerned the job, and that's what was his view at the moment out. His darkened mine and it was not difficult to see how he thought about it. "Wait," he replied succinctly, before he threw a few crowns on the table and rose to go.
Cursing Jenny twisted her eyes and followed him to the river bank. Her nerves were a little bare since the last few hours and actually they did not know why they fought at all. There was no real reason. Although her informant Karel had emerged yet, Jenny knew that was far from that they were here for free. On the other hand, there was this strange feeling that they just do not wanted to let go. A sense of what you said, purely instinctively that something is wrong. But that they were back at the point where they were far from unanimous, and inevitably clashed.
"Damn it, stay are kindly," she called to him softly, but dominant, just a short step. With frowning Jethro turned around and suddenly pulled her toward him. Jenny could feel his breath on her face, smelled the pleasant scent of his after shave, and heard her heart pounding louder. She was out of sheer fright not to react in the situation. This type of closeness She was not accustomed to it.
He urgently looked at his agent and made it abundantly clear in a quiet voice: "Stop telling me what to do! If you have concerns, then say it, but not so. "
had to swallow hard and angrily tore loose from his grip. "Just understand, boss!"
And although she really wanted to say more, they held back. Your wounded pride was stronger at this moment, as the reason to listen to their instincts.
Even Jethro was surprised, because he had everything else will respond as so hard. But now it was happening, and it could no longer be reversed. He felt even sorry, and he was almost trying to apologize, but her frosty face stopped him. He now had it. It was a mistake to play with her. A mistake of this very involved with them and especially to underestimate them. He knew exactly what she was strong personality and that she in all respects for a long time could reach the water. He just did not want to admit and could hardly handle it.
The rest of the day was rather quiet. Both had decided for themselves to each other to go out of the way and concentrate solely on their task. It was to do some errands to her relief at last came the awaited call from the informant and he told them that the transfer should take place in a night club. Since Jethro Karel fully familiar to any further comments Jenny bit back and let the impending action simply approaching. It would go wrong.
***
now it was evening, and both had as much as possible, prepared for their task ahead. With a satisfied smile Jethro looked at his partner, who in the meantime, a blonde Wig and was wearing a slinky evening gown. He preferred the casual casual wear with stubble, the Jenny, as he knew, except for the beard, did quite like him. Now she sat for an hour in her car observation post. The evenings were quite chilly around this time of year and Jenny shivering hunched shoulders. Jethro caring grabbed his jacket and laid it on his partner. She enjoyed his touch and gave him a grateful smile before she gently asked, "What do we do if anything happened here today? If ...?"
defenses raised Jethro the hand and gave her to understand to be quiet. This question he had during the last hour found himself several times, but was still sure that something would happen. Just what was the big question, because it also gradually overcame the feeling that something was wrong. Before the two in this regard, however, could again get into the hair, a black Honda pulled up in front of the entrance of the nightclub. Since they could not see from a distance who got out, they made their way to track what is happening on the ground continues. Their mission was clearly defined. For them this evening was just watching and collecting information. On No way they should intervene. But that would certainly are difficult because they had to come as close as possible to the target person approached.
The Special Agent handed the agent his arm and hooked it so right under with him. It gave her a little support, because she lied, she had said she was not nervous. Despite that excitement was not unusual for them, it was always different. There was an excitement to her senses sharpened, and they had to be especially attentive. This time, however, slipped yet another, new feeling in between. A sense what was it to notice at this time and their concerns never completely fades for a moment. It was a comforting thrill of it passed by, as Jethro touched her hand and she heard him say, "You look wonderful. Too bad that you have so few opportunities to wear the dress. "Accompanied by a light in his eyes that seemed to emphasize his words and yet you would have almost stolen the ground under the feet.
bit embarrassed Jen looked at him from the side. Any dispute arising from the morning was gone. Now there were only she and the mission she had run. "Thanks," gave it back with a quiet smile and squeezed his hand tighter than usual as they entered the nightclub.
A cloud of acrid smoke and fumes to meet them beat when they are distinguished by a red, thick curtain pushed into the interior. The club was well attended, but could not deny, despite numerous glitter and glow effects for a cheap feel. The guests seemed to be less disturbing, because the atmosphere was relaxed and the tables of the table dancers fully surrounded. Jethro's eyes fell on a young, slim, red-haired woman who very skillfully in the vicinity of a bent rod. Delighted the sight of him offered, he bowed his head slightly to see better. An inconspicuous firmer butt into the side of him, however, turn again Jenny. "We are not here for fun," she whispered to him and pushed him further towards bar
Jethro slightly twisted corners of the mouth and threw a glance back once more before he leaned toward her and kiss on the neck breathed. "Too bad, but I must be at least somehow get my cover up."
There it was again, that feeling did what they messed up. Of course it was only a disguise, a game played but what they do and it felt damn good and real.
watch attentively both people with a drink in the club. Now and then threw his Jethro a furtive glance in the direction of the red-haired dancer, and seemed absorbed in thought for a few seconds to as an agitated with briefcase and leather jacket clad figure of his attention. Silently he took Jenny's attention and pointed with a nod to him. Nodding, she took her purse and slowly disappeared in said direction. Jethro also followed her at a distance in the back rooms of the club. tried with a red velvet covered walls cozy atmosphere to mediate. This atmosphere, however, had by soft lighting and stale air rather than scary home.
Jenny felt her carefully hidden in a purse gun and went invisible as possible along a corridor. She felt the throbbing of her pulse and heard the beating of her heart in her ears. It was not the first observation exercise of this kind for them, and yet it was every time again. A challenge in which no one could say how it would go. But to all this there was always this queasy feeling that they have all the time did not want to let go and told her to be extra careful.
A noise was sit up Jenny. She quickly turned and saw Jethro, giving her cover, a few meters behind. For a moment she wondered whether it might be less conspicuous when Jethro as a man sneaking through the back room of a nightclub would, but ultimately it did not matter because the report of a gun broke the silence. Before they both could be fitted properly, a door was flung open and two armed men stormed into the hall. One of them resigned in targeting the room while the other is Jenny discovered the gun at her and incidentally the same time occurred a side door to the outside. In time as possible under cover, she saw Jethro disappear with a set of down the hall and dive in a small niche. Itself was not much room because it's right was in the line of fire between said room and exit door. Angry words were called out of the room, she could not understand, because a shot was fired again. With frightened eyes, she saw a blood-stained figure to stagger up and did not realize until the last moment their informants Karel, as this collapsed before her. As they flee, thinking more quickly tried to weigh which way she could, was the man back on the floor and was taken under fire by Jethro. The way back to the night club was therefore barred her and her only remaining possibility of the secondary output. With the gun at the ready, they scurried, trying to stay under cover, out into the night. Once again, shots rang out and she realized how close to them was directly injected into ailing ball plaster from the wall. She was breathing heavily and she hoped fervently Jethro would show up soon. She saw a shadow flit before him then, the weapon was in the stop and took aim. It was a shot that reverberated be slippages in the night. Cursing, she gripped the gun in his hand and pressed against the rough Hofwand. Shots rang out again and she looked out the corner of my eye a man running from the nightclub. She still did not know where the first man had been stopped and knew that Jethro him exactly was in the firing line, he would follow her outside. Jenny worked slowly, trying as best as possible to stay under cover, next to the wall. Her evening gown was there more than a hindrance, and they vowed next time to choose a convenient and above all, shorter version. Again, they found a shadow, but before they came to the goals, they shook suddenly a piercing pain. A bullet had drilled into her thigh and forced them to their knees. The rifle still clutched always been, shot them in the direction from which came the bullet intended for her. More shots followed, and a man fell mortally wounded to the ground. Then there was silence, only the hum of a generator could be heard. Groaning, Jenny tried to sit up. This caused the pain drove her tears to the eyes and forced them so again in his knees as she picked up the next moment by a strong arm was. Jethro held it and pressed it firmly. His face was pale, his blue eyes twitched nervously. With a quick glance he gave her to understand that they were safe, as the lifeless form of the second man was distinguished from behind him between two dumpsters. Jenny closed her eyes Relieved, leaned against his shoulder and tried to ignore the pain. It was good to know Jetrho with him and feel his presence. It felt good to let go just for a moment and to be collected.
*** The secret to happiness apparatus functioned smoothly and in this case the shooting was placed to facilitate Jethro in the files of the Czech police as a robbery. He still had good time before the arrival of the ambulance and the police a suitcase with documents and make sure needed the job so not necessarily as a failed state. The fact that their informant had but one of the victims had strongly suggests that the meeting was fictitious. The elucidation of this question would have to wait however until his partner was fit again and ready to use, because ultimately it was her job.
the moment was the shock of having lost his partner almost, but still firmly in his bones and Jethro found it hard to concentrate when he told a doctor at the hospital in broken English, that the ball had been removed from Jenny's thigh without complications. Although it would take a while until she came to, but there was no reason for alarm. He finally knew not how long he waited, sitting on her bed. He only knew that he was to blame not to have heard their concerns. That he had relied too heavily on his experience, rather than trust their instincts. An error, as he acknowledged, now and at the same time he led before his eyes, that Jen was now for him as an agent he could have lost.
"Jethro," he opened his tired eyes as he heard his name. His limbs felt stiff and cracked as he rose from the uncomfortable chair beside her hospital bed. "Hello," he greeted Jennifer with a gentle smile. "How do you feel?" He asked, leaning, grasping her hand on the bed. Her eyes roamed
his worried face and a smile played to her lips. It was good to feel his touch, even if it was still too weak even to respond to them. "If so, how tired and turned through a meat grinder," Jenny brought out quietly.
His smile widened and he gave her a kiss on the forehead before he wanted to connect with a "good" from the bed back, but then did not and his hand closed around her. "I'm sorry," he began, and fled from her eyes. "You were right, I would have for you ..." The
instilled painkillers Jenny made it difficult to think clearly right, but she was already aware of what was going to say it straight. Jethro had actually apologized for her now. He was sorry. Words that he normally otherwise never crossed the lips. She could not believe it. Just as she noted with satisfaction that he was still holding her hand and touching his lips felt tingly on her forehead. "Stop!" She interrupted him weak, but dominant. "That could not know. Finally, Karen is also caught in the trap as we did. "This was a fact and certainly not very honorable for both of them, but they were once again come with a black eye. That's what counts right now, no more and no less. Before he could say something, they simply changed the subject and wanted to know: "Why do not you're in the hotel"
Jenny Jethro amazed again and again. Actually he had adopted, they would be mad at him and the botched action, but no. You really did yourself in this awkward position to respond confidently. He shrugged his shoulders slightly and sat back in the small chair. She had probably right again. At the moment it made no sense to analyze what happened. "Oh, you know, the rest of your sick-room seemed more tempting than a shaky walls of rooms above a nightclub."
"I understand," said she, secretly hoping for a different answer and enttä ; uscht that he was not on the bed was left. They watched him closely. Something in his eyes told her that he still likes to say more, but apparently not mustered the courage. For much she had known what concerned him. Whether the concern, saying in his view, only her as his agent or her as Jenny was. Secretly, she wished would last well be the case. But they also knew that thoughts and desires of this nature is anything but good for both of them were. Therefore, she asked next. "What happens now? Do we have a trace? "
" Yes, hot even, "Jethro replied with a satisfied grin. "What would you think of a little side trip to France?"
> END \u0026lt;
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