A/N: This is a story conected to an earlier episode, sometime before season 4 episode 9 - before they know about McGee's little sister Sarah. In one of the episode's before that Tony finds McGee's iPod which had losts of pictures of an atractive young girl - and obviously takes it the wrong way. (If you know which episode this is please tell me) This is a three part McAbby fanfic.

Two whole months, so far everything was going perfect. She knew she'd screwed up when she left McGee the first time around, and she wasn't going to make the same mistake again. She loved him - he loved her. Or so she thought, but sitting here now, gone midnight, staring at her computer in the lab with tear tracks down her face, she wasn't so sure. She wished this was some kind of mistake, like all today had been a dream. But of course, that only happened in movies.

This morning had been kind of wierd. Abby had woke up five minutes before his alarm, and was quite content in just lying there, looking at him. He looked so peaceful when he slept. Abby loved it, she loved when the alarm went of, and he opened his startling green eyes for a split second and groaned. Unwilling to wake up yet. Nudging him with her foot, he re-opened his eyes, a small smile tugging at his lips before he curled an arm around her waist and pulled her closer, planting a kiss on her soft cherry lips. She could of stayed in that moment forever, the peace and serenity of it all was over whelming, she felt so loved, so happy in that moment. It was perfect.

McGee was always ready before her, so he always drove off about five minutes ahead. No one knew about there relationship yet, they were taking it slow, and plus no point in Gibbs firing Timmy. McGee was just about to leave when he turned around and spoke "I won't be home tonight, I'm going to the pub for a bit." He left through the door, and she thought nothing of it. Tony had been trying to get Tim to go out with him for a while now. It was fine.

Work was okay, she didn't have anything to do until about dinner, but everyone had come down to talk at some point. Tony's visit was what had her thinking.

"So, you finally got McGee to go out for some drinks?" She asked laughing.

"What? Oh..No, apparently he is always busy. Ha not likely, Elf Lord probably trying to rule the world on his little games."

So where was McGee going? This confused her, but she let it slide, it was probably nothing Abby thought, until Tonys next visit.

Abbys Pov.

"Abbs, I figured it out"

"Figured what out Tony, the case has been closed?"

"Not that, I figured out why Probie is always busy, McRomeo has found his Juliet." I panicked as I watched him smile knowingly, no, he couldn't know. That would ruin everything. Play it cool. Deny it. Yeah deny everything, there is no proof.

"Really" Was all I managed to say, I am so not good at lying.

"Yeah, look I have proof" he said as he hooked what I recognised as McGees iPod to the computer. There is nothing on there though. He has never took pictures of me, and the only music he has is some pathetic thing without a beat. Then I saw it, a stunning girl came on the screen. She had amazing, long brown wavy hair, and smile to die for. No. This isn't what it looks like, I tried to convince myself. There is probably an explanation, or so I thought, until the next picture came up. McGee with his arms around her, smile on both there faces. Picture after picture, hugging, walking, smiling, laughing. My heart broke. I wanted to curl up and cry. Instead I laughed "She's pretty, but Gibbs will be wondering where you are if you don't go back soon." My voice was calm, with not a single quiver.

"Ahh crap, ceya" was all he said before he hugged me, then bolt towards the elevator, leaving McGee's iPod behind.

I walked slowly to the door and shut it, locked it. Before sliding down onto the floor, head in my hands.

I tried to hold it in. I tried to be strong, but the tears refused to stay. One by one they rolled dow my face. Faster, faster, dragging my mascara down with it. I loved him. For once I actually loved someone. For once I wasn't running away. He was the only man I could imagine being with forever. He was my best friend, my brother, as well as my lover. How could he do this? What about all those times he said he loved me, was it all just one huge lie. What had I done to deserve this?

I don't know how long I sat there, all I know is that when I got up from the floor it was dark outside, but I didn't want to go home. Everything would remind me of him. His cup which was always left on the coffee table, his small bag he left in my bedroom for those nights he stayed over. His toothbrush, sitting next to mine at the bathroom sink. The flowers he bought me yesterday in the kitchen. So I sat there, infront of my computer, watching the pictures on repeat in a slide show. Pieces of my heart crumbling each time they replayed.

And that is where I was now. Still. No more tears left to cry. Not a sound coming from me, just sat staring, and staring, wishing that tomorrow didn't have to come. That I didn't have to face him. That this was all a dream, and I was still curled up in his side, about to wake up and see his smiling face, and that everything would be fine.

A/N: Sorry for any, and all mistakes. Its like 1am here but I really want to post it now. I will be posting the next chapter tomorrow. (Tuesday) Please review, or go check out my other McAbby fanfic.