Chapter 33: New Consequences
Chapter 33: New Consequences
A/N: Yeah, finally convinced Musie to work on this again. Thank goodness for lonnnng
road trips, eh? This was going to have other conversations, but the Jenny part seems to stand better alone. EDIT: Switched this chapter with the Franks/Fornell chapter. FYI: Going back to the first night in Buffy’s hospital room.
Warning: I don’t know; maybe language and innuendo somewhere along the way.
Challenge: #4472 ‘Bunny is my what?’
Thanks to my betas: sorry for any mistakes; in the attempt to get it up for New Year’s, this is posted unbeta’d.
Disclaimer: BtVS characters belong to Joss Whedon / Mutant Enemy. NCIS characters belong to Donald Bellisario, Don McGill and CBS Paramount Television. Jack Ryan and his friends belongs to Tom Clancy. I claim no rights to any copyrighted material. Please do not copy or take this story without my permission.Posted In Honor of New Year’s!
Previously…Sensing that her dad needed to resolve this, Buffy suggested, “Gibbs? Maybe you and the Director should go talk privately about this. Jordy will keep your spot warm for you.”
Buffy’s hospital room
Ignoring the blonde’s suggestion, Jenny announced coldly, “I’d like to speak to Agent Gibbs and Miss Summers privately, please.”
Once the door closed, and the three of them were alone, she said, “Given the circumstances, I feel it’s necessary to speak to the department heads again; make sure that their evaluations of Miss Summers weren’t influenced by you, Agent Gibbs. Once I’ve made my determination, we will decide how to proceed with the remainder of her time at NCIS.”
A couple mornings later…
By the time her driver picked her up for the day, Director Jenny Shepard had an eerie feeling that this was one of those days she should have just stayed in bed. Unfortunately, work didn’t stop just because you had a bad morning – even a really, really
bad one. Everything that could go wrong, did. From oversleeping, to having no hot water for her shower, to forgetting that she ran out of toothpaste and neglecting to tell the maid about it.
Not that the maid was there that morning anyway. Apparently the woman came down with a bad case of the stomach flu, and was in the hospital on an IV solution to keep her hydrated. Which meant that Jenny had to get her own coffee. But since she didn’t know where Maria kept it, all she could find was decaf tea…not very helpful for waking her up.
To top it all off, the driver called to say that he was in a minor car accident on his way there. Nobody was injured, but because it was an official NCIS car, he had to wait for NCIS investigators to arrive…just to make sure it wasn’t deliberate somehow. Another driver was called in, but it would take an extra half hour to pick her up.
That meant she’d be late for her meeting with the SecNav, and she still didn’t know what it was he wanted to meet her for. He just called her the night before…at home
, and said he’d see her first thing in the morning.~~~~~~SecNav’s office
Right away she knew it was bad when the Secretary greeted her formally and didn’t use her title, “Ms. Shepard, please have a seat.”
Fighting her nerves, Jenny was proud that her voice remained level as she replied, “Good morning, sir. What did you need to talk to me about?”
He leaned back in his chair, choosing to appear casual; he’d let the NCIS director hang or save herself based on her response. “I heard there was a problem in your office. Something to do with Agent Gibbs and the liaison for the Ursagga Council, Buffy Summers?”
“Not a problem, necessarily,” Jenny hedged warily. How had SecNav found out already? “It has just come to my attention that she is Agent Gibbs’ daughter. Because of that, I thought it was a good idea to make sure that he didn’t influence the department heads when they evaluated her.”
SecNav sat up just a bit, then inquired calmly, “Why would it matter if he did?”
“Excuse me, sir?” His question confused Jenny.
“The evaluations are for her people, not ours, and they already know that he’s her father,” he pointed out. His conversation with Dr. Giles the previous evening clarified that concern.
That caused Jenny to falter. “I-- uh…don’t want false reports leaving our office,” she finally stammered, hating how lame that sounded, even as it left her mouth.
Clearly, SecNav agreed with that evaluation. “Uh-huh, and this has nothing to do with the fact that they didn’t tell you about their relationship before the other day?”
Still, she felt it was necessary to defend her decision. “Even though she isn’t an employee of NCIS, it is my responsibility to make sure that nothing compromises the integrity of our agency,” Jenny remarked with a hint of defiance.
Narrowing his eyes, SecNav replied in a shark-like manner, sending a chill down Jenny’s spine, “I’m glad you brought that up. When you mention the integrity of NCIS, would you include allowing somebody access to information that allows a suspect to evade capture?” he inquired semi-rhetorically.
Jenny’s answer was what it should be, “Of course, sir.”
SecNav allowed her to step fully into the trap before springing it. “And it was your
decision to allow Officer David to ‘assist’ in the capture of her half-brother? Did you tell Agent Gibbs about their relationship?” he asked, already guessing the answer. If Gibbs had known, Officer David would have been under so much scrutiny, she wouldn’t have been able to go to the bathroom without him knowing if it was #1 or #2.
Feeling the jaws start to close around her, Jenny replied quietly, “No. I didn’t want it to taint his opinion of her.”
“Had he not gone after Agent Gibbs, the man could have escaped…and it would have been due to Offficer David’s assistance,” SecNav continued relentlessly.
“We don’t know that for certain,” Jenny argued, not sure if she was trying to convince him or herself.
“Don’t play dumb with me!” he snapped angrily. “You know as well as I do that Ari Haswari would have had a much more difficult time trying to evade capture if it hadn’t been due to his sister’s interference.”
“Are you saying that she has to go back to Israel?” she asked.
Some of the anger leaving him, SecNav sat back again. “No. Fortunately, her evaluations since then have been exemplary – which is surprising coming from somebody like Gibbs,” he said, inadvertently slipping into a more familiar form of address for the agent.
Jenny shook her head in confusion. “Then why--?”
Just like that, the cold look in his eyes was back. “It shows a rather disturbing trend of yours to use your position as director for your own purposes. In Officer David’s case, it was to get a personal friend and colleague on an NCIS team. This situation with Gibbs and his daughter is another. And finally, there’s the growing problem of René Benoit aka La Grenouille. You are using NCIS resources to track somebody that isn’t tied to any open NCIS case. If he needs to be watched, it should be CIA or NSA who does it.”
SecNav took a breath before continuing, “Now, you have two choices: we can either transfer you to head one of the field offices, or if catching La Grenouille is that important to you, we can task you out to one of the agencies tracking him.”
She was being demoted or fired?! That little bitch! Jenny knew it was Buffy’s fault. “I can’t believe this! I know Jethro-- Agent Gibbs wouldn’t complain, so it has to be his daughter that came to you. What? Can’t she talk to me herself?” she snarled, forgetting to be professional for a moment.
He raised an eyebrow at her uncharacteristic behavior. “Actually, it wasn’t either of them. Thankfully, Miss Summers doesn’t sound all that upset by your decision. If she were, it could cause some strained relationships; not only with her group, but also with other countries that consider them allies – not to mention her friend, President Ryan,” SecNav reminded her. “No, it was several of the department heads who complained about their judgment being questioned. They think you’re acting like a wronged lover, and it’s affecting their respect for you as a leader. If it were just one or two of them, we could find a way to work around it, but it’s more than that. Besides, didn’t you yourself
give her a glowing report? Were you
influenced by Agent Gibbs?”
“Of course not!” Jenny denied vehemently. “I didn’t even know they were related at the time.”
“Neither did the other department heads,” he explained reasonably, “…except for Dr. Mallard, of course. I’ll give you until the end of the week to make your decision. If you haven’t by that point, I’ll make it for you. Dismissed,” he said, looking down at his papers to make it clear the meeting was over.
“Yes, sir,” Jenny murmured dully, rising to leave.~~~~~~Random DC park
Still stinging from the humiliation of the two ‘choices’ she was given, Jenny decided to take the morning off from work to think. Cynthia didn’t seem especially surprised by the order to keep things in line until later. It made Jenny wonder how many people knew about her situation already. Everything she did…every choice and sacrifice over the years, only to be made moot because of Buffy Summers.
A chill went down Jenny’s spine that had nothing to do with the winter weather when she heard a voice greet her, “Good day, Mademoiselle Shepard. I hear you’ve been looking for me.”
Jenny looked up to see La Grenouille smirking at her. A quick glance around showed that her driver had been subdued by his men. “What are you doing here?!”
La Grenouille sat down next to her, making sure to sit on her right side so she couldn’t easily stab or shoot him – not that she was even carrying a knife. So much for Gibbs’ ninth rule. “Your constant surveillance of me is making several of my associates anxious, so they’ve given me the option of losing their business or dealing with you…in a rather permanent way. Before I do, however, I’d like to know just what it is about me that has you so interested,” he requested in his usual charming manner.
All it did was serve to fuel Jenny’s righteous anger even more. “You killed my father, you bastard, and you know it!” she growled.
“So all this was because you were under the mistaken impression I had something to do with your father’s suicide? Pity,” he remarked with a sigh. “Oh well, maybe you’ll find peace now that you’re about to join him.” He stood up and nodded to a couple thuggish-looking men, who grabbed Jenny before she could defend herself.
As they drove her to a secluded place in the forest, Jenny vaguely wondered who would solve her murder. They pulled her out of the car and forced her to kneel in the snow.
Just before she felt the bullet pierce her skull, she woke up at home, panting.
She quickly grabbed her gun for comfort, then checked the date. It was the early hours of the day after she told Gibbs and Buffy she was double-checking the evaluation reports.
Jenny felt oddly like Scrooge after the Spirits visited him in A Christmas Carol
She had no idea whether her nightmare was in any way a portent of the future, but it did serve to remind her of some important facts. The two biggest ones being her own impression of Buffy, and the fact Buffy wasn’t really an NCIS employee. Then there was the fact that Buffy wasn’t hindering cases or disrupting the relationships around NCIS in a negative way – aside from her own relationship with Jethro, but Buffy could hardly be held accountable for the way she – Jenny – was acting.~~~~~~Summers/Osbourne/Harris home
In her sleep, Anya smiled in satisfaction. While she didn’t know the details about Jenny Shepard’s worst nightmare, she still knew that the spell to force the woman to face how unreasonable she was being towards Buffy and her dad had worked.
The ex-vengeance demon for scorned women knew that if Shepard had woken up, she must have learned her lesson. After all, that’s the only way the Council’s top witch would help her with the spell in the first place. It couldn’t harm Shepard physically, and could only be used to show her the truth about her attitude towards Buffy.
Not as remarkable as the wishes she granted once upon a time, but not bad for a white hat. Xander would be so proud of her for protecting ‘the Buffster’. She smiled again, then burrowed into her pile of body pillows, dreaming of piles of money, and Xander being alive again to give her orgasms on the money. Not necessarily in that order.
A/N: How’s that for dealing with Jenny? She was taught a lesson, but remains unharmed.
A/N2: Next…Other conversations.