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Abigail Sciuto had stopped off to grab a movie and some take-out from her favorite Chinese restaurant on her way home from work. The evidence that needed processing had piled up during the week, making it impossible for her to leave the Navy yard. She had spent Wednesday and Thursday night camped out on the futon in her office. She had managed to finish up her reports and was headed for home by 1900 on Friday. She had been looking forward to spending a quiet weekend at home watching movies and catching up on some much needed sleep. But as she stood face to face with a knife-wielding punk that was intent on robbing her of her money and her life, she realized that her relaxing weekend wasn't likely to happen.
Abby had seen that look before. The boy that couldn't have been more than sixteen was high. His baggy jeans and flannel shirt hung loose on a frame that was far too skinny for the six foot height. Brown stringy hair obscured part of his long narrow face. His brown eyes were glassy and blood shot. His gaze was fixed and empty almost as if he were staring through her instead of at her. It all alerted her to the fact that she was in trouble. This kid was going to kill her without a second thought.
The kid stepped closer and Abby's self defense training kicked in. Her foot connected with his knee, a sickening snap echoing off the brick walls as he collapsed in a howling heap. She took a few steps back and pulled her phone out of her pocket. Before she could dial a hand grabbed her shoulder, causing her to scream.
The large hand pulled her back and a familiar angry voice registered in her ear. "What are you doing out here alone? That kid was about to slit your throat."
Abby turned and looked at the man standing behind her. "Gibbs what are you doing here? Not that I am not happy to see you because I am. I was just going to call you. I just rented some movies and was going down the street to pick up some food. But he came at me and trapped me in the alley and I did like you guys taught me and I think I broke his knee." Her voice had begun to shake as the adrenaline that had been coursing through her morphed into fear. Her hands trembled and her heart thundered in her chest.
Her mind felt oddly disconnected as she stared at her long time friend. The street light glinted off his silver hair. She could see the fear and rage reflecting in his blue eyes. That sexy mouth that she had dreamed of tasting for years was set in a grim line. It was evident that he was angry. She just wasn't sure why he seemed to be angry at her. Before she could ask the alley was crawling with cops.
Two officers cuffed the boy and read him his rights as the EMT checked his vitals and stabilized his leg. As they loaded him on a gurney he moaned pitifully, crying out as he struggled to get away. Gibbs pulled Abby into his arms and held her as she gave one of the officers her statement. When they were done he led her to his car.
He opened the car door and waited for her to get in. "Come on Abs I'll take you home."
"I can drive Gibbs. I'll just get my car and head home." Her hands were still shaking and he could tell she was far from being ok.
"You're coming home with me. You don't need to be alone."
"But, I don't want to put you out. I can …." He grabbed her hand in his and she looked at his face. The stern look that he gave her halted her words.
"Not putting me out Abs. My friend almost had her throat slit tonight by a damn junkie. If you think I'd let you be alone after that you'd be wrong."
"I know you wouldn't. You're the best Gibbs. You have always been there when I need you." She closed her eyes for a minute when a thought popped into her head. "How did you know I was in trouble?"
"I didn't. Stopped to pick up a book I ordered and was gonna grab some take-out. Saw your car when I pulled up so I thought I'd see if you wanted to grab a bite to eat with me. Spotted you just in time to see that kid stick his knife in your face."
Gibbs felt guilty because he had thought about asking her to diner before they left work. He had been feeling rather lonely lately. It had been a long time since he had been on a date and thought some company would be nice. He had been friends with Abby for years and he made a point of trying to do something with her a few times a month. She had a way about her and he just really enjoyed her company. He didn't talk much as a rule, but that didn't mean that he didn't enjoy listening, especially when it came to Abby. She was smart, funny, sharp-witted, and completely adorable. Even though he knew the night wouldn't end with them wrapped around each other in bed, spending time with her was better than any real date. Had he fallowed his gut and asked her, she never would have been in that alley. Her life never would have been in danger.