Re: Sam/Jenna
Jenna closed her eyes and pressed her hands to her face, she'd been doing so well controlling all of this - keeping it all in and ignoring it and just focusing on what was in front of her at the moment. But one conversation with her dad and that tight hold she'd had didn't feel so strong anymore.
And this was why this was always so hard for her - because she could handle him as a CO and she could do the training he laid out for them and follow any orders he gave, but doing that and trying to figure out how to be family too wasn't something that Jenna just knew how to do - it was always one or the other with her, and she'd been leaning away from the family side of things because the other option was just easier. "I don't think I can do this." She told him quietly speaking into her hands. "I don't think I can take orders from you and be your daughter too. I need them to be separate and I can't do that when it's family."
The killing and the death that Jenna had seen when she was on tour was all something she didn't think about much really. At least not yet, not on purpose. There were flashes of it maybe when she slept - all brief, fleeting things that were quickly covered by other dreams, but she could understand that need to know that whomever you raised your gun to was actually a terrorist and not some person caught in the wrong place at the wrong time. "But it's different right? NCIS compared to the SEALs how did you get used to those sort of differences?"