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..."Okay, Abby, got some more stuff for you to DNA-analyze," said Tony. "And His Probieness says you should do this before this, because…"

His voice trailed off as he processed the empty lab around him. "Hang on, where's Abby?"

Gibbs checked his watch. "Coming downstairs from the ground-floor vending machine."

Tony blinked. "How do you know that?"

Gibbs smirked. "Every year, Abby gives up Caf-Pow for Lent," he said. "Every year, she makes it until 5:30 p.m. on Ash Wednesday."

Before Tony could reply, the lab door slid open and Abby appeared, a large Caf-Pow in her hand and a guilty expression on her face. "Gibbs," she announced solemnly, "I am a wretched, sinful creature."

"So I've heard," said Gibbs. "Think you could run these tests now?"

"Sure."...