Abby: Gibbs isn't acting like he's on team Ziva.
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"Mad?" Gibbs posed the question moments after appearing behind her.
"Is the sky blue?"
Gibbs took a step back; but only to avoid her flinging pig tails. "Is that a trick question?"
"Gibbs…this is not the time to crack jokes…make light…or whatever it is you're trying to do…you're usual charm will not work this time."
He didn't smile. "What can I do?"
"Do? Do? How about start by explaining why you disappeared off the face of the earth during one of the biggest crises team Gibbs has ever had to face?…no scratch that…how about your start by leaving and coming back with an entire Caf Pow machine, cuz that's what its gonna take for me to be…un-mad."
"Un-mad?"
"Ooooh," she huffed. "Now you're gonna pick on my choice of words? Look who's talking…oh wait, you don't talk…"
"Abs…"
"And don't you even think that "Abs-ing" me is gonna make me feel guilty…I deserve an apology, in fact, I deserve at least a thirty word explanation…that's right…thirty words…"
"No."
"No?"
"No," he took another step towards her, knowing full well that she couldn't resist.
"I'm not gonna hug you…" she tried closing her eyes just as he stood in front of her. "I'm not gonna hug you…I'm …not…gonna…" She tightened her fists but found her arms slowly moving upwards. "Hug…you…"
It was hopeless, and they both knew it.
"Okay, I'm hugging you," she wrapped her arms around him tight. "But I'm still mad…"
Gibbs remained silent.
"Getting a little less mad…" She took in a breath. "A little less…okay forget it…I'm not mad anymore…"
Gibbs let her release him before managing a small smile. "So we good?"
She pouted. "Yeah…"
"Good." He simply nodded before turning to leave.
"Good? That's it? Just good?"
"Great?"
"I forgive you without so much as an apology and all I get it is, good?"
Gibbs hit his forehead as if remembering what he'd come down for in the first place.
And so he signed a simple, yet familiar… "I love you."