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"Abby? Abby are you down here?" McGee called, walking into Abby's lab.
"Yeah," Abby moaned. He walked over and found her lying in front of her computers using Bert as a pillow.
"That can't be comfortable, Abby." He crouched down next to her.
"I'm waiting for test results, taking a really long time, nothing else to do." She turned her head to look at him.
"Well, we don't have any cases upstairs, and I brought scrabble," he shook the box he had been hiding behind his back and her head shot up.
"Took you long enough," she exclaimed, sitting up and grabbing the box from him. She opened it and handed him a tile rack as he sat on the floor across from her. She flattened out the board and grabbed seven tiles from the bag before handing it to McGee.
"L-e-v-e-l, level," she put the tiles on the board without waiting for McGee to tell her she could go first.
"Are we keeping score?" he asked as he studied his own letters.
"Of course," she said, as if it was obvious.
"Okay then, then I will play c-o-r-a-l, coral, for…eleven points."
"Is that the best you can do?" Abby mocked.
"Oh, game on," he smiled.
"Q-u-i-t-s, and a triple word score, forty-five points. That means I win!" McGee cheered.
"You cheated," Abby pouted.
"You wish," McGee laughed. Abby crossed her arms and made her best pouty face. "Fine," McGee said, caving in, as always, to Abby. He moved around the board to sit next to her. "You pick the next game."
She thought for a moment before saying, "Truth or dare." She smiled at McGee's horrified expression. "Come on, McGee it'll be fun. You can ask the first one." That made him lighten up a little.
"Okay, truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"Have you ever...skipped work?"
"McGee, you have to at least try to make this fun."
"Fine. Have you ever skipped work with someone?"
"Doing what," she asked, dragging out the words.
"Abby just answer the question."
"Yes. Now it's your turn. Truth or dare?"
"Truth."
"Have you ever fantasized about Ziva?"
"Abby!"
"Oh, so you have," she smiled brightly. He ignored her and continued with the game.
"Truth or dare."
"Truth."
"Have you ever fantasized about Ziva?"
"Of course."
"Abby!"
"What, Tim? This is the point of truth or dare." He glared at her, thinking about what his next move would be.
"Truth or dare," she asked.
"Dare," he said boldly.
"Now you're getting it Timmy. I dare you to sing I Kissed A Girl, by Katy Perry."
"No."
"Fine, Kiss the Girl." McGee was a little shocked, not knowing what Abby was talking about. It takes him a second to gather enough courage, but he leans over and gently kisses Abby's black, painted lips. He feels her shock and quickly pulls back. She giggles softly at his sudden fear.
"I meant the song Kiss the Girl, silly, from The Little Mermaid." He smiled sheepishly.
"How did I do?" he asked, quickly recovering.
"Great," she leaned in to kiss him again, but got cut off at the sudden dinging of her computer.
"The results are back!" she jumped up and began typing on the computer again. Disappointment spread through McGee as he watched Abby work.
"All done," she chirped a few minutes later. She shut off her computers and turned to McGee. "It's time to go to bed." She went and gathered her things then grabbed McGee's hand, not bothering to clean up their, game and dragged him to the elevator. They stopped to get McGee's bag and then headed to the parking lot. McGee, not really knowing what was happening, let Abby guide him to her car. They drove to her apartment in silence. No words were exchanged until Abby sat on the couch next to McGee with a bowl of popcorn.
"What are we watching?" he asked, referring to the movie she had that had begun on the television.
"Fifty First Dates," she said as she cuddled her body up to McGee's. He wrapped his arm around her and nibbled on the popcorn as the movie played. By the time the end credits rolled across the screen they were both fast asleep.
