Disclaimer: I do not own NCIS, its characters, or anyone else who turns up from any other TV program, and any resemblance to real life people, although total cool, it is also a total coincidence.
Darkness occupied the room, the light of dawn still a couple of hours away. Her constant companion was asleep, the silence echoing around the room.
Her thoughts drifted back and back, right back to when they'd met, her first day working for him.
Stairs were boring too much effort was required. Lifts however were worse, there really wasn't anything to do in them. But that is why she carried the blue bouncy ball in her bag. So stepping into the lift she pulled it out and started to bounce on the floor, the jolt of the lift as it started to move making it bounce off target. It hit the wall and then the floor and so on until she caught it.
The lift stopped; glancing at the display she found that it wasn't her floor, but the floor two up from her's.
As the doors opened she saw a grey haired man, cup of coffee in his hand, and another slightly shorter man behind him with sandy blonde hair. They got into the lift, the grey haired guy glancing at the lit button, before looking at her.
After that he'd introduced himself and the other man, who'd left later that year after he got a better job with MI5 in Britain. The odd email still came through from him. She hadn't heard much from him after Kate had died.
Kate, now there was an interesting meeting of two totally different women.
She had been at work not paying much attention to him, unaware that he had anyone with him. He cleared his throat and she turned around.
"This is Kate, she's been put in my team. Please be nice to her." He'd smiled at her and quickly exited and dashed up the stairs.
By the end of the day they'd become best of friends. Then Ari had killed her. And then there was all that with Ziva. She'd been brilliant at keeping the fact that Deputy Director David- how many D's does one man need? - Was her father. It was like that tongue twister contest that chip-company had set up. Chip, he'd gotten there just as she'd finish wrapping him up.
He'd run into the lab just as she'd sat down and thought about what to do next. There was no argument about whether she was to have an assistant now.
Glancing to her left she saw the clock display. It was 03.47, there'd be nothing on the telly and she wasn't bored enough to watch it anyway. She decided to get up, it was clear she was not going back to sleep. Yesterday's clothes were still on the footboard of the bed. It was slowly getting lighter now, but not much.
She acted on autopilot, grabbing her keys, leaving the house, not bothering to lock the door. The drive was short, the roads pretty much empty at this hour. There were still a few cars in the car park, his among them.
No one was surprised to see her; the early morning starts had become the usual long ago. She didn't even bother going down to her lab, instead she went straight up to the bullpen. As the doors opened she saw him.
"Abby go home, you work for far too long."
"No, I've got all these to work through." She'd pointed to a pile of bank and phone records.
"Sod them, Abby, go home. Before you collapse from exhaustion." She'd admitted defeat and gone. He followed soon after.
AN 2: Anyone able to guess what is going on? Anyone able to guess who or what Abby's consent companion is? If I get two correct guesses then I will up date!
