A/N: I m trying to make a decent story about Tony and Abby, so don t shoot and I m new to this. Dedicated to smush68. A Tabby fan. Tony's POV. Tony thinks in Bold and Italic.

It was just an ordinary day in Ncis where everyone had no case at all and was working on paperwork, which, by the way, all hated. So, Ziva was so keen on finishing her paperwork, didn t talk, and didn t make any sound at all. No wonder she's an assassin, Tony thought. McGeekGreek was also focused on the new updated system or whatever in his computer. Well, that leaves Tony bored out of his mind with nothing to do. Oh, look, the Great Anthony Dinozzo has nothing to do and even observing his teammates is interesting for him he thought again. After about an hour decided that it was time to go and observe what Ducky was doing. A history lesson wouldn t cost any harm.. and maybe he was right.

As he entered the elevator he focused on the button of floor that Abby s lab was in. He was avoiding her ever since that stupid dream he saw about her and about them getting together and kissing. Oh, come on, Dinozzos aren t interested in some kind of weird dream. But, Abby was so beautiful and- no, Dinozzo cut it out! She s a friend, dude, and Gibbs would castrate you!
After thinking about it once again, he decided that he would pass for the time being. Ducky s place was quiet, awfully quiet. He noticed and pulled the gun out. He slowly approached the bodies home as he would call it and opened the one with the gap. Suddenly, Palmer, the autopsy gremlin, came out with a startling face. Thank God Tony s reflexes are working damn well or Palmer would be a dean man by now.

''Man, what the hell are you doing in there? Don t tell me that you re making up with someone in there like you did with Agent Lee.'' Tony said looking at him suspiciously. ''What? No, no, Sir, I-I-I was checking something...'' Palmer said looking down.

''Dude, could you be any weirder? I feel like a school principal, anyways, where s Duck?'' Tony asks.

''Well, last time I saw him, he was going to Labby.'' Palmer chuckles with the name.

Oh shoot, Abby s lab. Tony thinks. Tony, my boy, it s time to man up and go there, show who s the boss. Tony gulps. Yup, this would definitely be his favorite day.

While he was heading to Abby s lab, he did his best to gather all the courage he could get. Go there and face her. He was anxious, very anxious. Cold sweat got him. Couldn't swallow, eyesight faded, hands trembled. Why do I feel like a 7th grade kid on his first dance? No, I m not in love; this is Abby we re talking about. Abby, the Goth looking person, the weird yet happy-go-lucky girl next door that carries Bert the Hippo around and Caf Pow in her hands. The .amazingly gorgeous woman that dressed up like Marilyn in- Tony, no!

There it was. The elevator dinged, time to head out. As he approached, he saw Abby talking with Ducky and joking, laughing and giggling, smiling and jumping up and down. Is it wrong to stand here all day and just stare? No, dude, you like Ziva, ZIVA. Not Abby, Ziva is closer to your league. But, I can t just look away.

''Anthony, my boy, why are you standing there?'' Duck spotted him.

''I didn t want to bother you.'' Lie.

''Awe, Tony, how long have you been standing there?'' Abby asked curiously.

''Mhm, just came in.'' Lie. It was all lies, but somehow he didn t care. He liked her perfume, gunpowder. He loved it ever since day one. Just didn t figure out.

''Okay, so, I ll leave you to alone, I m pretty sure Mr. Palmer needs me now.''

No, Ducky, don t go in my time of dying! Tony thinks.
So Abby made an attempt to start the conversation. ''So..''

''So...'' Tony said. Nice, smart move, Tony; very smart move, not overused at all. Tony growled inside of him.

''I mean...err. .''

''Why are you avoiding me?'' Abby asked.

''I m not. Not at all.'' Lied.

''I can understand you, Tony. And this will be my downfall, he thought.

''I m sad today as it is.''

She pouted. She looked cute when she pouted, but she was sad? Who the hell would make her sad?

''Abs, what s wrong?''

She sighed. ''I m in love with a friend of mine.'' She said.

Red. All he could see is red. Just that. She was in love with someone else, but of course, when was he ever lucky?

''Right, listen, I m going. I have to go out to dinner with Ziva, see you, Abs.''

Best thing to do. Make her jealous. He did. Even though his heart just broke.