Disclaimer: I used to own NCIS, but then they fired me.
A/N: Hey people! I haven't written in a really long time. I thought this would be a cute little story to write, so here you go. REVIEW!
"So I bet Tony's gonna be the last one here," Kate wagered to Abby. The two were sitting on the couch in Abby's home together. For a week, Abby had planned this sleepover with Kate's help. Kate had agreed to help Abby prepare the taco toppings that they would enjoy later on in the evening, so Abby and her had come home from NCIS together. McGee and Tony had yet to come.
"Yeah. I would bet against you for the chance to get some money, but I know I'll lose if I do," Abby replied.
Kate laughed, "Tony's gonna be late for his wedding someday." She leaned back on the couch and crossed her legs. "So where are we all gonna sleep tonight?"
"Well, if you don't want to sleep in the coffin, there's the couch. I brought home the futon from my lab for someone to sleep on."
"I brought my own sleeping bag," Kate notified as McGee entered through the front door of Abby's apartment.
"So did I," he said.
"Hey McGee!" Abby said, walking up to him and giving him a hug.
Kate followed her into the hallway. "Hi McGee," she repeated.
"Tony's not here yet?" McGee checked as he put down his luggage on the floor.
"And that surprises you?" Kate retorted.
"No, I figured."
"What's all that stuff you brought? You have a lot there," Kate noted.
"Oh, well I brought pajamas, I brought two changes of clothes—" Tim explained.
"Two?" Abby quoted.
"Well, who knows? These clothes could get wet…or muddy…or ripped…"
"Go on," Kate urged.
"Um, I brought my binder…" McGee continued.
"Why?" Kate inquired.
"Sometimes when I can't sleep, I write."
"In the dark?"
As her coworkers conversed, Abby opened Tim's duffle bag and pulled out a pair of hot pink panties with white skulls on them.
"McGee! Whose are these?"
"Uh—well, they're mine…but…I don't plan on wearing them," he stuttered.
"Then who did you plan to wear them?" Abby probed.
McGee stuttered for a bit, speechless. He quickly jerked the underwear out of Abby's hands and shoved them back into the duffle bag.
"No—wait—But, McGee, I kinda liked them," Abby stated.
At that moment, Abby's front door swung open with the fourth member of the party, Tony. "Hey, hey, hey, guys!" he entered ostentatiously. Everyone looked over at him. He walked over to McGee and put his hand on his shoulder from behind. "Hey, Probie…" He looked down at the paraphernalia on the floor. "That's a lot of baggage ya got there." Tony looked up at Kate. "Hi, Kate."
"Hi, Tony," Kate smiled.
Tony looked around the walls of the residence. "Wow, Abby…your place is…normaler than I expected… I mean, it has some spunk in it…" he pointed out the several kaleidoscopic posters on the wall, "…but it's not quite enough."
Abby sighed, also looking around. "I know. They won't let me paint the walls. I have a couple more posters I want to buy…and some new curtains…then it'll be perfect."
They all stood in silence until Abby suggested, "Why don't we hang out in my room for a bit? We can figure out something to do until the tacos are done."
Everyone nodded. "Don't you make tacos, like, you don't wait for them to make themselves," Tony asked.
"We have to wait for the ground beef to cook, Tony," Kate explained.
"Oh, right."
Abby tossed everyone's belongings into her coffin temporarily and shut it. She and Tony sat on top of it while McGee settled into a bean bag chair and Kate sat on the floor.
"Oh, do you wanna sit up here, Kate?" Tony offered.
"No, I'm fine," she thanked.
"So, what should we do to kill some time?" Abby asked.
"We could play a game…" McGee proposed.
"A board game," Kate said.
"A board game?" Tony echoed.
"Yeah, why not?" Abby defended.
"I haven't played a board game in years," Tony clarified.
"It'll be fun," Kate said.
"I'm game," McGee said.
"Looks like so am I," Tony conceded.
