Now What?

Davenport remained distant for the rest of the Academy Ball. I had enjoyed myself for the most part after the incident with SECNAV, but there was one slight snag in the evening. The pregnancy symptoms started to set in after I had come back from going out with Jen and Ziva. I was beginning to become sensitive to all smells around me and the morning sickness began to plague me.
Trying to fight back the urge to throw up while attempting to look like I was glad to be at the party wasn’t as easy as I had thought it would be. Nick knew that I didn’t want to stay at the party long enough. The fact that I didn’t want to stay for the entire party set Davenport off.
By 11:30 that night, Nick and I were leaving the party. As we were leaving I was torn off of Nick’s arm by one of the Navy Commanders that were in attendance. Once Nick realized that I was no longer with him, he instantly went in protection detail mode. That night before we had left Jethro had insisted that I have two agents with us my protection detail at the party.
“I do not need two agents to be my protection detail when Nick will be with me, Nick will be my protection detail if I need him to keep me safe, Jethro. But you and I both know that I can take care of myself, it's in my blood after all.”
“I know that, but it’s not just you that needs the protection. You have to dial back your fearless, reckless nature for the sake of your baby’s safety.”
I had flashed back to reality; my arm was still in the firm grip of the Navy Commander who had torn me away from Nick seconds before. Nick rushed over with his sig drawn at my captor.
“NCIS; let her go!!!” Nick shouted.
“Your father was a good for nothing, two –timer who screwed me over and a man who didn’t accomplish anything in his life. You’ll fall to same fate, that he did; Madam Director.”
“NCIS; LET HER GO!!!!!!” Nick repeated.
“Nick, I’ve got this.”
Nick backed off a bit, but kept his sig aimed at my captor.
“My father was a great man who did what he had to, obviously you have no idea how much he accomplished. I will not meet the same fate he did.” I said as I pulled myself away from the Navy Commander and punched him square in the jaw.
I then rejoined Nick.
“Let’s go home, that is more than enough excitement for you and the baby for one day.” Nick said as he placed his hand on the small of my back to escort me out of the party.
The next would be a bit less nerve-racking but still nerve-racking none the less. It was that time of the year to review old NCIS cases with previous NCIS Directors in attendance. This time there would be an additional person in attendance just as there was when Vance had to do this. Of course I knew who the additional person was and I knew that neither Vance nor Ziva. Let alone Jen would be very happy with. Hell none of us were going to be happy when Eli came into town. I knew one thing for certain; we would do everything in our power to make sure that Ziva would be kept far away from Eli when he came to DC.
Jethro was a bit concerned with what would happen when Jen and Eli were in the same room. The last time Eli was in town, he had blamed Jen for bringing Ziva to NCIS and for bringing her into Jethro’s life. Jethro was completely unsure at how volatile Eli David was going to be. On the other hand, everyone was worried about me as well. They had thought this wasn’t the best time to have this conference due to my current condition while at the same time they weren’t sure if Eli was going to be volatile with due to my connection with Jen. Either way everyone was completely guarded of the three of us.
Before I knew it morning had come and I was being brought to NCIS so that I was able to grab some case files for the conference. After I had gathered the files I needed the agents that had escorted me to the office brought me to the office took me to the Freemont Inn where the conference was being held. Before heading up to the suite I had reserved for the conference I had stopped by the ladies’ room. The nausea from my pregnancy was starting to get on my nerves. Once I had taken care of that minor detail I made sure that I looked okay. After I had became Director, I started to dress more like Jen did when she was at the helm instead of dressing like I did in my early days as an agent. In fact my outfit had screamed Jen at the top of its lungs. The outfit I had on was similar to the one that Jen wore when James Dempsey kidnapped her a few years back but without the jacket and my shoes were a bit cuter than the ones that Jen wore that day.
On a subconscious level I was not ready go into a room with filled with all of predecessors, especially when one of them pretty much hated my guts as much as he hated my sister’s.
“Director, it time.” Agent Piper Michaels said as she peeked in.
“Okay.”
Agent Michaels and her partner escorted me to the suite.
Jen had been waiting for me by the door while the others were either talking with one another or they were at the mini buffet. Vance was glaring at me from across the room, one look from Jen told me not to worry about Leon Vance and that this little conference was nothing fret about.
“Just breathe.” Jen said.