Abby stared at Ducky. "Jenny? Not Jenny!" McGee looked at her, giving her a squeeze of the shoulders.
"Yes. Jenny."
Abby turned around, burying her face in McGee's jacket. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders as her hot, wet tears fell down his neck. Disentangling herself after a few moments, she tried her very hardest to stand up straight.
"Semper Fi and all of that. We have a job to do. For Jenny." McGee nodded as she stepped into the elevator. Walking into her lab, she dug through the drawer until she found a picture of Jenny at the Christmahannukah party from last year.
"Dammit Jenny. Ziva and Tony were supposed to be protecting you!" She spun around, tears streaming down her cheeks. McGee held his arms out, stepping back to avoid being slapped by a very emotional woman.
"Abby, come here. It's okay. Jenny would want us to....to be strong. For her, and for Gibbs. And for her Agency."
