Sleep
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"Gibbs! Gibbs! Gibbs!" NCIS' forensic scientist exclaimed excitedly as she bounced into the bullpen and up to Gibbs' desk.
"Abby," Tony, the senior field agent started. "He's asleep." He informed her as he glanced up from his paperwork.
Abby lent over the desk, eyes squinted, examining the older agent. He did look peaceful. Gibbs did always look peaceful when he was sleeping, but she knew otherwise. Straightening up and turning around toward Tony, she smiled and said, "No, he's not."
"Trust me, Abbs. He's dead to the world."
"He's awake," Abby insisted as she made her way around the desk to stand by Gibbs. "Gibbs, I have those results you wanted." She sung in a slight sing-song voice as she poked him playfully in the shoulder closest to her.
There was no getting by Abby. She was always right. She was just as good at reading people as they were. Slowly opening one eye, Gibbs squinted up to his forensic scientist. With a playful look in his eye, he gave a slight smirk and asked, "How'd you know I was awake?"
"Your nostrils flare when you're asleep, Gibbs." She confirmed with a smile and nod as she watched him stand and stretch.
Really? Gibbs asked in sign language as he raised his hand.
Abby to confirm with another nod.
"Wait, Abby. How do you know that?" McGee asked with a disturbed look on his face as he popped his head out from behind his computer monitor.
"Yea, Abbs. How'd you know?" The curious senior field agent piped up also.
All eyes were on the pair as they exchanged knowing looks and smirked slightly at each other. Abby gave a wicked smile and raised her eyebrow suggestively at the two agents as she was being dragged off by the elbow toward the rear elevator by Gibbs.
A/N: Gotta love the things that come to you just as you're about to fall asleep... well... kinda. Enjoy? R&R! (: