CHAPTER 1
This is the story of what was happening before season one of NCIS. This is the story of a relationship that changed humor in NCIS. This is the story of Tony and Abby.
Tony sitting at his desk asks as Gibbs walks in, "hey boss! Any cases today?"
Gibbs: Tony if there was a case I would have already done this… *Gibbs slaps Tony*
Tony: right boss of course. Um then I guess ill just go see what Abby is doing
Gibbs: fine, go, I don't care.
Abby: Tony! Do we have a case today? they give a quick hug
Tony: nope… so whach ya doing?
Abby: oh not much I'm just playing on the computer
Tony: are you doing anything that I would understand?
Abby: well…um…no, not really
Tony: well then, do you know how to play foosball?
Abby: Tony, I'm disappointed in you. Of course I play foosball
Tony: I think the table down in the lounge was fixed
Abby: I'll play you. I kick ass at foosball
Tony: I don't believe it, Abby play foosball? I thought that you only do nerd stuff and sleep in your coffin.
Abby: Last one to the lounge serves! (Abby runs for the elevator)
Tony: Aww! Abs that was cold. Now I have to take the stairs.
Abby: Hey you could use the exercise (then the doors close)
Tony finally gets to the lounge huffing and puffing
Abby: wow took you long enough
Tony: I was working out all night and my legs are sore
Abby: sure Tony. What ever you say. Just get over here and serve
Tony: geesh cant I catch my breath?
Abby: no
4 1/2 HOURS LATER STATS ARE ABBY 14 WINS TONY 3 WINS
Tony: Ok one more and I'm done. You do know that I just let you win right?
Abby: Sure you did Tony. So what are we betting now? You already have to buy me lunch for the next 2 weeks and you have to pick up my dry cleaning for a month.
Tony: And you took all of my cash.
Abby: you act as if it was more than 10 bucks
Tony: so what are we betting on? Or can we take a break?
Abby: you just took a break 5 minutes ago
Tony: did not… it was more like 15 minutes
Abby: what ever
Tony and Abby sit next to each other
Abby: I need a CafPow
Tony: You have already had like…8……that's…..um….give me a sec…
Abby: that's 2 every hour or 1 every half hour or ½ every 15 minutes or ¼ every 7 ½ minutes and the cup is 44 oz. So ½ would be 22 oz. and ¼ would be 11 oz. an-
Tony: Yah yah yah I get it Abs.
Abby: THAT'S IT! We could play for a CafPow.
Tony: Or I could just buy you one.
Abby: but that would take out all the fun of beating your ass.
Tony: Yah like I need more shame.
Abby: true. I mean look at the statistics, I won 14 times and lost 3 (I'm not going to mention that I just felt bad for you and let you win those)-
Tony: OK! Abby, I get it. I suck.
Abby: No I'm just better then you are.
Tony: sigh
Abby: Do you need a hug?
Tony: no, but do I have a choice?
Abby: Not really. *Abby hugs Tony, but as they hug they feel a connection and latch onto each other*
Tony: Wow this actually feels kinda nice.
Abby: Yah, your right. I feel the same way I did when I drank 14 Red Bull and 19 CafPow. at my one friend's party.
Tony: what? You have to pee?
Abby: No silly I feel like… I don't know…. I feel like I'm on a cloud on a breezy day.
Tony: Yah that's how I feel too. *Tony leans back so that he can see into Abby's face, and when he does he feels the need to lean in and kiss her; Abby looks into Tony's eyes and feels the same need, but instead off just sitting there like Tony does Abby makes the move and leans forward*
*They Kiss*
*they break away*
Abby: Wow Tony I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me. I jus-
*Tony kisses Abby again*
Tony: Don't be sorry.