Title: My Geek Carries a Gun

Author: Toplesslemon

Summary: Abby's sick. Tony, Kate and McGee go to her aid…

Spoilers: Anything and everything, I guess. It doesn't really have a place in the series.

Pairings: Implied Tate and McAbby

Disclaimer: Maybe I own it… No I don't. I own a torch (named Eccleston) and about 5 bucks. So please don't sue. I really like my torch.

A/N: Hi! You may have seen me around. I've reviewed a couple of stories, but this is my first attempt a fanfiction. That's why it seems so out of character (well in my head it does) and, well, bad. It's a lot of fluff at the moment… with no real plot. But I had to write something McAbby-ish… there's not enough. Oh, and I don't mean anything by the Abby "skating over Gibbs" rest assured he will appear in later chapters… that is if anyone wants later chapters. If seems to jump all over the place it's because it does. Sorry.

Also, sorry about the formatting. It doesn't seem to like me. Please review. And huge, special thanks go to StealerOfDreams for being the great beta she is, thinking up the title, and for never admitting how bad I really am. And Sam. For being Sam-like.

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Abby couldn't remember the last time she felt this bad. Her head was pounding, her throat was dry, her nose was blocked and she ached all over. It wasn't a very nice feeling. Especially when she realised just how alone she was. Living by yourself would do that. She knew she shouldn't be left alone when she was feeling like this; at the moment she couldn't tell if she was standing or sitting. It wasn't until she looked down until it clicked in her mind that she was in fact, standing. She inwardly sighed. She'd have to ask someone to come over. There was no doubt about that. The real question was "who?"

Her first instinct was to call Kate. Best friends were suppose to handle this type of thing, but on second thought Kate and Tony had gone out on a date last night and she didn't want to interrupt whatever the hell they were doing. That ruled out Tony too. She skated over Gibbs… for obvious reasons before finally settling on McGee. Tim wouldn't mind her waking him at one-thirty in the morning. Or at least she hoped he wouldn't.

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Earlier that day…

McGee happily walked into Abby's lab. He loved a good reason to visit Abby, and checking the results on a DNA analyst was a great one.

'Abby?' He called, trying to make himself heard over the blaring music.

There was no response. This was unusual; normally Abby pounced on anyone who walked through the door. It took him a minute or two to find her, and when he did it made him stop in his tracks. She was… asleep?

'McGee!' Barked Gibbs from somewhere behind him 'What ARE you doing?'

'I was getting the results of-'

'No,' Gibbs said, cutting him off 'I mean what are you doing standing there like that?'

'Oh,' McGee said, apprehension on his face 'she's asleep, sir.'

'What?'

'Abby, she's asleep.' He motioned to where Abby was slumped on her desk, head leaning on folded arms. Gibbs raised an eyebrow. This was odd. He marched purposely over to her sleeping form. He shook her ever so slightly.

'Abs?' Gibbs asked. She woke with a start.

'What's up Bossman?' She asked in typical Abby style

'You okay?' Gibbs asked

'Of course.' She replied

'You don't look it.' McGee supplied

'Shut up, McGee!' Abby snapped so forcefully that he stepped back a little. This didn't go unnoticed by Abby. She mentally scolded herself; she'd have to make it up with him later. 'Here's the DNA analyst you wanted.' Abby said, handing Gibbs a manila folder, avoiding looking at McGee. Gibbs stalked out, followed by a slightly hurt McGee. She sighed and decided to go back to sleep.

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The first thing that registered in McGee's mind was that something was ringing. And it was ringing loudly. Still half asleep, he reached blindly for the phone.

'McGee.' He mumbled

'Hey, it's me.' He recognised her voice instantly.

'Abby?' He questioned her. It was more of a "why are you ringing?" Abby, than a "who are you?" Abby (since he "recognised her voice instantly" her voice).

'That's the only me I know.' She replied cheerfully. There was a pause, then; 'Look I think you were right.'

'I was right about what?' He asked, confused out of his mind by this conversation.

'When you said I "didn't look okay".' She prompted 'I think I'm sick. Could you, perhaps, come around for a while?'

'Of course Abby. I'll be right there.' He said, climbing out of bed, and blindly grabbing around for something to wear.

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Ten minutes later McGee was lost. Absolutely, completely, lost. He'd been to Abby's place quite a few times, but of all those times were either in daylight or Abby had been in the car with him. He pulled over. Where on earth was he? The street sign said "Kochie Street" which was no help to him at all. He'd never heard of "Kochie Street". He could phone Abby for directions, but that was too embarrassing (besides – she was sick!). So he phoned Kate instead, who didn't answer. He rolled his eyes at the phone and called Tony.

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The ringing of Tony's phone woke Kate up. She elbowed him in the stomach.

'Tony, answer your damn phone.' She muttered. He groaned and continued to sleep. So she reached over him and grabbed his phone. 'DiNozzos phone.' She answered.

'Kate?' McGee asked, shocked

'Yer, what it is McGee?' She was too tired for this crap.

'I need directions to Abby's place, I'm lost.'

'Is Abby sick?'

'Yes, how did you know?'

'Did you not see her yesterday?' Kate snapped. She sighed. 'Where are you?'

'Kochie Street.'

'Stay there; we'll come and get you.'

'We?'

'Yes McGee, we.' She said and promptly hung up on him. She jumped out of bed. 'C'mon Tony, get up.'

'What?' He asked tiredly 'Where are we going?'

'To Abby's, with a quick detour.'

'And this would be because…?'

'She's sick.' Kate stated

'Okay,' He rolled out of bed 'can't refuse my woman, can I?'

'Good.' She replied giving him a quick kiss. 'Now get dressed.'

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Fifteen minutes later (after successfully rescuing McGee) the three of them stood at Abby's door.

'Tony' Kate said worried, hated that she could clearly hear the panic in her voice.

'I'm sure she's fine.' Tony said, wrapping his arms around her in a comforting hug. McGee looked at Tony expectantly. 'She doesn't like seeing people sick.' He mouthed. McGee nodded and knocked on the door.

'Abby, it's just us.' He called out. The door was flung open.

'Hey guys, come in.' Abby said, unsurprised by the fact that Tony and Kate were also at her door.

'Nice pj's.' Tony said eyeing Abby as the three of them entered.

'How are you?' Kate asked, expertly putting her hand up to Abby's forehead. 'You're burning up.' Kate frowned at her.

'Honestly I'm fine. I feel silly for waking you guys up.' She said, or rather went to say. She actually said; 'Honestly I'm-' before collapsing into McGee's arms, who luckily enough, was standing right beside her and has Spiderman-like reflexes.

'Little help here.' He mumbled to Tony. McGee had caught in Abby in a very unusual way, and was quickly losing grip on her. Together Tony and McGee carried Abby to the couch, with Kate hot on their heels. No sooner had they placed her gently down had Kate taken charge.

'Tony, go and get a cold cloth, McGee get her a pillow.' Kate ordered, before adding, under her breath (in a perfect imitation of Tony) '"I'm sure she's fine" what a-' McGee dashed off to do as he was told. Tony paused, giving Kate a quick kiss on the temple (but moving before Kate could whack him one). Seconds later McGee returned with a pillow. Kate snatched it off him and placed it under the unconscious Abby's head. 'Abby!' Kate shook her arm. 'Keep trying to wake her. I'll go call Ducky.' She went to leave, and got as far as the door before…

'Wait Kate, she's waking up!' McGee exclaimed, as indeed she was. Tony returned and tenderly placed a damp tea towel on her forehead, before kneeling beside her. Kate was instantly by his side, slipping her hand into Tony's. He squeezed her hand reassuringly. Meanwhile Abby's eyes fluttered open.

'Hey, what's happening?' She asked, her voice crackling slightly.

'You fainted.' Kate stated

'Right into to Probie's arms.' Tony finished for Kate. Later both Tony and Kate would swear that Abby and McGee blushed ever so slightly at Tony's statement.

'Well, I have a phone call to make.' Kate said, after a certain length of uncomfortable silence. The only problem was Kate was still holding Tony's hand.

'I guess I'll be going with her.' Tony said, half following, half being dragged. McGee moved to where Tony had just been occupying.

'I'm sorry.' Abby suddenly exclaimed to McGee

'What for?' He asked, brushing a stray hair from her face.

'Yesterday, you know, when I went all Gibbs on your ass in the lab.'

'Oh that!' He responded. 'Forget it, Abs, I have.'

'You called me Abs.' She gave him an impish smile.

'Everyone calls you Abs.' McGee pointed out, not seeing the logic.

'I like it when you call me Abs.'

'Well then, how do you feel Abs?' McGee asked, concerned

'I've been better.' She replied with a shrug (which is very hard to do lying down).

'I bet you have.' He said, giving Abby and understanding smile.

'I brought you some vodka.' Tony said, butting in on their moment

'Really?' Abby asked with fake enthusiasm, sitting up.

'No, it's water.' Tony handed her a glass filled with clear liquid

'Tease.' She called after him as he disappeared back into the kitchen, before erupting into a fit of painful coughs. McGee rubbed her back soothingly.

'You okay?' Kate asked, suddenly appearing. Abby took a sip of water.

'Yer, fine.' She answered

'If you say so.' Tony remarked, appearing much the same way as Kate; out of nowhere. 'So… TV?' Tony asked, spying the remote on the arm of a large, overstuffed chair. McGee stood up from his position by Abby and stretched his legs.

'Whatever you want, Tony.' Abby said. With no objection he jumped onto the chair and flipped on the TV. After about five minutes of channel surfing Tony looked up to Kate, who was still standing up. McGee had settled down next to Abby several minutes prior. He had his arm casually slung around her shoulders and she was leaning into his.

'Kate, you okay?' Tony asked

'Huh?' She answered. 'Yes, why?'

'You're still standing up.' Abby answered for Tony.

'Oh.' She said and immediately sat on Tony. His arms automatically wrapped themselves around her. His thumb snuck under her top and started tracing lazy circles on her extremely soft skin.

'You sure you're okay?' He whispered as she lent back into his shoulder.

'I'm just a little tired.' She mumbled back. Abby noticed Tony and Kate whispering and nudged McGee.

'What d'ya think they're whispering about?' She whispered

'I don't know.' McGee whispered back, and then added as an afterthought 'And I don't want to know.'

'So…' Abby said at normal volume (which is slightly louder than a normal persons "normal volume", which is probably due to the amount of loud music her ears are forced to contend with). 'When's Ducky getting here?'

'She knows?' Tony asked

'She knows.' Abby repeated

'Well, it was a bit obvious.' Kate mumbled into Tony's neck. Before her three hours of sleep (before McGee had phoned) she hadn't had any for well over thirty. It was getting to her. All she wanted to do was fall asleep in Tony's arms. She was half there. Of course Abby choose this exact moment to go into a full fledged coughing fit. McGee handed her the glass of water.

'Thanks.' She mumbled. Kate opened her eyes long enough to shoot her a worried look. 'Oh, stop with the worried look already. I'm fine!' Kate's reply was muffled by the fact she said it into Tony's neck. Not even Tony heard it.

'He should be here in about ten minutes.' Tony answered Abby's question, stroking Kate's hair. 'He does know where you live, right?'

'Yes Tony, Ducky knows where I live.' Abby replied with a sigh.

Everyone fell into a silence until Ducky arrived ten minutes later. Kate surprised everyone by jumping up off Tony to let him in.

'Now then, Abigail, what have we got ourselves?' Ducky asked. Abby shrugged.

'A cold, I think.' Abby replied

'That's most likely the case. You know I remember a few years ago there was a particularly bad strain of the influenza virus going around NCIS headquarters. It got so bad they were considering closing headquarters, most of the place was sick!' Ducky babbled, and then realised no one was listening to him, as usual. 'List your symptoms, then.' He said to Abby

'Scratchy throat, cough, blocked noise, aching limbs…' Abby faded out

'High temperature.' McGee added

'And a headache.' Kate supplied. Abby shot her a "how did you know?" look, which she returned with an "I know you too well" look.

Abby untangled herself from McGee long enough for Ducky to give her a once over.

'It is most probably a cold, a fairly bad one at that, but still a cold. Take a couple days off work and keep up on the fluids.' Ducky informed Abby as she settled back into McGee's shoulder, pulling his arm around her.

'Thanks Duckman.' Abby said, stifling a yawn.

'Try and get some rest. I'll see you later.' Ducky told Abby kindly.

'We'll walk you to the car.' Kate said, dragging Tony with her.

'Goodbye, Tim, Abby.'

'Bye Ducky.' McGee said

'Later, Ducky.' The nearly asleep Abby mumbled.

'We'll be back in a sec.' Kate informed McGee

'Be a good Probie, Probie.' Tony said as he followed Ducky and Kate out the door.

Abby was asleep. McGee had a sleeping Abby in his arms, well, arm. He reached for the blanket casually slung over the back of the couch and carefully laid it over Abby's sleeping form.

'Night Abs.' He whispered

'Night Tim.' She replied

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Meanwhile outside…

'Thanks for coming out so late, Ducky.' Kate said to Ducky.

'Think nothing of it, Caitlin.' He paused. 'It IS probably a cold, but I'd keep an eye on her for a couple of days.'

'I think Probie's got that covered.' Tony said with a grin.

'Yes, well, I'll see you later.' Ducky said opening his car door, then paused. 'And do try and get some sleep before then.'

'Of course, Ducky.' Kate assured him

'So…' Tony said as they watched Ducky drive off. 'Who's telling Gibbs Abby needs a couple of days off?' He wrapped an arm around Kate. She just groaned.

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It was very early in the morning, Abby reasoned. Or very late at night. She couldn't decide.

'Abby?' Came the familiar whisper of McGee. 'You awake?'

'Yer.' She replied, then stood up. 'What time is it?' She stretched her limbs one by one, and rubbed her eyes.

'A little after four.' He replied, watching her stretch. For the first time she noticed how dark the room was. The only light was from the TV, which was muted. She glanced around. Tony and Kate were asleep in the chair they'd been sitting in hours before. She draped a blanket over them before returning to her seat next to McGee.

'How do you feel? Any better?' McGee questioned. In response she coughed, sneezed, and then coughed again.

'I feel like crap.' She answered truthfully for the first time. He handed her some Tylenol and the glass of water. She obediently took the medicine and handed McGee the glass of water back. He mimicked Kate by putting a hand to her forehead.

'I think your fever's gone down.' He frowned. 'You should get some more rest.' She sighed

'I guess I am a bit tired.' She yawned. She stood up and removed the remote from the arm of the chair Tony and Kate were slumbering in. 'But if you're not sleeping, than neither am I.' She handed McGee the remote.

'I was going to go to sleep.' He replied indignantly

'No, you weren't. You were going to watch me sleep, like you've been doing since I fell asleep. Like some weird guardian angel.'

'Fine. I'll really go to sleep.' He grumbled 'If you lay down.'

'Fine!' She responded. She was getting too tired to argue. McGee stood up and grabbed the pillow from off the floor and handed it to her. Abby pulled the blanket up to her neck. McGee sat in a chair remarkable similar to the one the sleeping beauties were in. He turned the TV off.

'Night Abby.' He said

'Night Tim.' She responded. Abby lay there for a while. She could feel his eyes on her.

'McGee!' She roared. He almost jumped out of his skin.

'Sorry Abs.' He replied guiltily, and closed his eyes until he positive she was asleep, and then he went back to watching her. Everyone needs a guardian angel at some point, you know.

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