So, if the truth be told, and it must be, she's been more than a little in love with him for years. Her heart rate goes up a notch when he strolls into her lab with a Caf-Pow! It goes up again when he gives her a little kiss on the cheek or forehead. It was broken and miserable when Colonel Hollis Mann less than gently sunk her claws in to him. Abbs hated her with a passion and was genuinely, deliriously delighted when she left. Now, she's finally ready to make a move on him – but how to capture this former Marine?
It's 16th December. It's minus two degrees outside, there's 4 inches of snow and a pipe's leaking in the kitchen. So, what does a girl do when this happens? Well, she could call the building manager and get him to fix it. Ok, so it'll take him a week to haul his 350lbs carcass up the 3 flights of stairs to her apartment; another 4 hours to find the problem, another 4 hours of whining about it, and then a day to arrange a repair. Or, she could throw herself on the mercy of her "silver haired fox" and see what happens. Abby crosses the lounge, picks up the phone and dials. The familiar "Yeah, Gibbs" comes down the line and, taking a deep breath, Abby launches into "Gibbs, ya gotta help me. My hot water pipe's leaking. My hairdryer's packed in. I can't find my favourite collar – you know, the red one with the diamante studs that I ALWAYS wear at Christmas cause it goes so well with my Mrs Santa Clause dress that Tony says I look so hot in. The shower's freezing. The building manager is useless (she makes a face at herself in the mirror at this white lie); I need to bake cookies for Tim for Monday; I've had to cancel bowling with the Nuns because I've got no hot water and I'm out of Caf-Pow too!"
Gibbs smiles as he hears her voice and the smile gets wider as she speeds through her tale at a hundred words a minute. "Ok Abbs, give me 30 minutes and I'll be over." "Oh Gibbs, I LOVE YOU. Thanks so much!! See you soon!" She hangs up and heads for the bedroom – so, what to wear that'll say Damsel in Distress who's Hot, Totally Available and All Yours?? Santa Dress – nah, too obvious. Black mini-dress and bondage heels? – ordinarily yes, but not festive enough for this. Frantically searching through her wardrobe Abby discards outfit after outfit. Now all that's left is a black satin basque which laces up the front, leather trousers and her highest killer heels. "Well", she thinks, "if this little get-up doesn't work, nothing will!" She strips out of her dressing gown, reaches into her lingerie drawer and pulls out a black silk thong. Looking at herself in the mirror, she gives herself a sly grin: "Oh Gibbs, you're going to enjoy this present so much". She dresses slowly and, as she does so, a plan forms in her mind. All she needs now is the Christmas tree, her box of decorations and Gibbs. Then the present giving can begin!