"hey Abs what s up? Wait why is there no music?" McGee asks as he steps out of the elevator and enters the lab.
"im not in the mood McGee!" Abby snapped back
"why what s wrong?" McGee asks you can tell me anything
"its stupid"
"if it means that much to you than it cant be stupid he says trying to get her to open up."
"all it means is that I am pathetic and week"
"Abby you are one of the strongest people I know and..........."
"than you don t know me vary well do you" Abby interrupts "you deal with death almost every day and I cant even deal with............"she continues before breaking of with a sob.
"shh Abs you can tell me" McGee says pulling her into his arms. "I am not leaving until you tell me" McGee says after a moment.
"fine ok I am upset because today is the anniversary of my dogs death ok happy now McGee I told you now will you leave me alone?"
"no tell me more it will help"
"fine her name was Gemma she was a King Charles Spaniel my dad gave her to my mum as a birthday present the year before I was born" Abby paused for a moment before continuing "She died on the 3rd of July at 6:15 when I was 15 and I still miss her see I am weak"
"you are not weak she might have been a dog but she still meant a lot to you and it shows that you care which is not a weak thing" McGee tells her in a gentle voice.
"Gemma was the first death that I experienced" Abby sobbed burring her face deeper in to McGee s jacket.
After a while when the crying had stop Abby said "thanks Tim you can always make me feel better"
"any time Abs" McGee says holding her tight to him and kissing the top of her head "any time"
I know its random and doesn t make much sense but my dog Gemma died today and I deseeded to write a fic to try and help me feel better. Didn t really work.