Title: Four Simple Rules
Series: 21 for 21
Author: jmaria
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: CBS & all own them, I just play with them.
Pairing: Abby/McGee
Three: apple, monkey, chat
Word Count: 389
Summary: McGee breaks one of the rules. . .
Notes: 21 for 21 is my insane plan to write 21 ficlets for my birthday. . . except that people on lj give me a pairing and three words.
Count: 4/21
Dedication: to softbrowneyes for the characters and the three words
A/N: I know the rules on the show are all of Gibbs' rules, but this was written when I was still new to the fandom, which is why Abby is making up her own set of rules to live by.

Four Simple Rules

Abby took another angry sip on her drink, glaring little tiny holes into McGee's back. For the last fifteen minutes he'd ignored everything she'd said. Fifteen minutes that she knew off. She'd only started counting then. He could have been ignoring her longer than that. An hour ago, Gibbs had given them the code they needed to crack to access the suspect's files and Abby had been going on about how she could have her half finished in a flash.

And Special Agent Timothy McGee had ignored her. As in mumbled an incoherent reply and went back to work on his section of the code. McGee never ignored her. Nobody ever ignored Abby. Things could go very bad if they ignored her.

"McGee, I've been infested by an alien queen and her spawn are about to burst through my chest."

"Yeah, sure," McGee mumbled. "What do an apple and a monkey have in common? This doesn't make any sense!"

He heard Abby, but wasn't really listening. Gibbs had been really insistent that this code get cracked, the sooner the better. Abby frowned, and the frown quickly turned into a scowl. Without warning, she whirled his chair around forcefully. Grabbing him by the face, she yanked him forward and kissed him.

McGee's mouth hung open in shock, and Abby took advantage of it. Slipping her tongue inside, she waited for half a second until he responded. When she finally let go of him, they were both breathless.

"What's rule number one, Timmy? Abby demanded.

"Science is always right?" He guessed.

"Okay, rule number two?"

"Never ask about your tattoos?"

"The third rule?" Abby groaned.

"Never play Hanson in front of you or anywhere near you?"

"No, McGee. The fourth rule?"

"Never ignore Abby, cause she's sensitive?"

"Yes, McGee!"

"It was for a really good cause, Abs," he sighed.

"Yes, but if you ever want to see me naked again, you better live by that damn rule," she scolded.

"I'm glad I pay you two to sit around and chat about your love lives," Gibbs snapped, a fresh Caf Pow! and two coffees in his hands.

"You don't, but we cracked half of the code until McGee started ignoring me," Abby replied, taking her drink from him.

"Broke rule number four?"

"Yeah. I might have to move that up to number two," Abby sighed.