"Hey, Abbs do you want in on the bet to see how long it will take Gibbs to kill the director?" Tony asks.
Ziva glares at him and slaps the back of his head in Gibbs Absence.
"What is wrong with you?" Ziva asks Tony.
"He was dropped repeatedly has an infant." Abby says causing Ziva to laugh.
It had been two hours since Gibbs had left when Abby started to became restless. Tony and Ziva had been trying to get her to take her pills but she refused to.
"Abby, will you at least take them for our safety? Gibbs will kill us if you don't." Tony pleads with his favorite lab rat.
"Maybe that's her plan." Ziva says watching with a smirk on her face at Tony's failed attempts.
"You think this is funny? Here you try. She's unbelieving stubborn definitely Gibbs kid." Tony mumbles.
Ziva doesn't have much luck either when she hears a door opening. Seeing its McGee caring a caf-pow an idea strikes her.
"Give me that." she says as she snatches the drink from McGee's hands.
"What are you?"
"sush Mcloudy." Tony says catching onto Ziva's plan. "We haven't been able to get Abby to take her pills. Maybe she won't notice if we mixed it in her Caf-pow."
"She's a forensic scientist." McGee points out.
"Thanks Mcobivious."
Handing the now drugged caf-pow to McGee she pushes him to the living room feeding him to the beast.
"McGee!" Abby yells. "You brought it." Slurping her favorite drink happily she doesn't notice the slightly off taste and thirty minutes later she is asleep.
McGee takes this as his cue to leave but is stopped by Tony and Ziva.
"Where do you think you're going, Probie #1?"
"Home?"
"If we are stuck Abby-sitting, so are you." Ziva says smirking. "Rule #15 always work as a team, Yes?"
Timothy groans this is not how he planned to spend his evening.