Abby and McGee sat, staring at the computer screen. They were at a dead end in the case. Abby was slouched and looked tired and disheveled. "Abby, it's fine." McGee said trying to console her."No. it's not. I've failed you and Gibbs. Now whoever killed that little girl's father will get away!" She retorted forcefully. McGee was a bit confused on why Abby was so upset about hitting a dead end in the case, it wasn't her fault. Without a word McGee placed his hand over hers. "We will find him." He said matter-of-factly. As she felt his hand on hers shivers went through her body. She had always had a "thing" for McGee and now that he was so close she had a hard time controlling herself. Awkwardly he removed his hand and stepped back.
He saw her tense, then relax and star back at the screen. He took this time to look her over. She was wearing her big black platform boots with buckles running up the sides, a red, black, and green plaid skirt that made her butt look…pretty much perfect. Her plain black v-neck was very form fitting and her face, other than looking tired, was beautiful like always. Her dark purple lipstick filled in her lips perfectly and her black hair was in its usual pig-tails that gave her a childlike appearance that he found endearing. Out of the corner of her eyes she could see that he was checking her out and a small smile tugged at her lips. She slowly swiveled around in her chair and stood up. Her eyes sparkled with mischief and innocence that he couldn't help but smile at. She slowly took a step towards him so that their faces were inches apart. Her minty breath caressed his face and he had to lean on the table behind him because he felt that his knees would give out any second. "What were you looking at, Timmy?" she breathed with a slight smirk on her face. He opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't form any words. Of course she knew what he was looking at, but she enjoyed seeing him squirm. Suddenly she leaned forward and brushed her lips across his and stepped back. He was shocked and could barely breathe and she herself was a bit surprised at how the kiss had felt.
He made a quick decision and stepped forward. He wrapped his hands around her waist pulling her to him and mashed his lips against hers. She snaked her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. They separated only when they were in need of air. They moved around the room knocking things over, frantically trying to find a place to sit all while keeping their lips locked together. She jumped up wrapping her legs around his torso still kissing him. They finally, after much running into things found the couch in the back part of the lab. He lay her down on the couch straddling her and they continued to kiss, completely oblivious to the world around them. Underneath him she began to unbutton his shirt, but before she could finish she found her own shirt being taken off. She wriggled to get out of her skirt, not bothering to remove her boots. He ran his hands up and down her stomach, while she wrapped her legs around his torso once again. He slowly kissed up her neck, before meeting her lips once again. He ran his hands along her legs and hesitated when he found the elastic of her underpants, but quickly moved on up her torso. He ravished her chest as she moaned his name and began fumbling with his belt buckle. Once again his hands made their journey down her body. As he reached her underpants she bucked urging him to remove them. Outside the lab people were walking by the open door, stopping abruptly when they heard the moans and other unusual noises coming from the room, but soon realizing the origin of the sounds they quickly went on their way. McGee began to remove her underpants slowly while his mouth and hers opened and closed in sink.
"AHEM!!!" Gibbs cleared his throat.