Author: AbbyGibbs

Pairing: Gibbs/Abby
Rating: T or FR13
Spoilers: None in particular, Mallison is there that's all. and I'm taking some liberties for the plot, you been warned.
Summary: Abby Sciuto is really mad and hurt so the usually sweat Abby is going to say what she thinks of a certain person to her so beloved boss, but the result of her outburst isn't really what she'd had in mind.
Warning: Maybe the use of strong words and serious dislike of Mallison
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to CBS and the people who created NCIS.

No copyright infringement is intended.

Thanks to Chirugal and Pinkdrama for giving me the idea for this one. and the for the support.

CHAPTER ONE

Abby was walking back in the direction of the NCIS building. The air was cold, the sky was dark but she didn't mind. Normally she didn't come out of her lab during the day and definitely not to go out to get some air, but today was different.

She couldn't see it anymore, couldn't hear anymore.

Margaret Allison Hart aka Mallison and Gibbs. Yikes. Just the thought of it was making the forensic scientist sick. She never would have thought her boss wouldn't fall for that arrogant, self absorbed lawyer who gives everyone airs as if she was superior to anybody else.

How could he even go out with her, he hates lawyers? Abby would never forget the way he looked at Rabb when he was accused of the murder of Lt Loren Singer. He clearly despised him. Same scenario with the Yotes case, he despised Beth Coleman.

And now he's going out with one! What's wrong in the picture here?

Abby had always known she was his favorite he had told her that and all his team knew about it, but now she, seriously doubted, she was still his favorite. What had gotten into him, she felt like she didn't belong there anymore something inside of her was broken.

She had never been his and never will be that she knew for a long time now, but she had still had the hope and now even that was gone.

Mallison had hurt all of their feelings making them feel as if they weren't good enough to investigate or anything, she was evil, and had managed to manipulate Gibbs - that must have been it. Otherwise, it was impossible to explain how she got him into her bed.

Gibbs decided to go for a coffee, he needs some fresh air, something was bothering him, but he couldn't really say what it was except for the fact that something was missing in his life. Picking his cell-phone from his inside jacket pocket, he pressed the number that would automatically dial Abby's member and held her phone against his ear expecting her to hear her voice after the first ring, but, he didn't hear it, he never did, because she didn't answer her cell.

As she continued to walk she took a sip of her beloved Caff-Pow completely lost in her thoughts so when her cell-phone rang Abby jumped slightly. Fishing it out of her coat pocket she checked her caller ID, stared at it for a few moments and decided not to pick up.

Something she had never ever considered doing before today, but she really needed to take a break from him even if it could only be for just a few minutes. Whatever he needed from her, it would have to wait until she got back to her lab.

"DiNozzo!" Gibbs barked.

Oh, oh, this is bad... Tony thought.

"Yeah, boss?" He said as he jogged over to him.

"Any idea of why Abby's not answering her cell?"

Tony thought for a minutes, brought his hand to his head and scratched his hair, on his side of the line.

Gibbs sighed, exasperated.

"Today, DiNozzo!"

"Well... it's probably because you are calling her, boss..." He told Gibbs.

"What??? What's that suppose to mean?" Gibbs asked him.

"She's hurt, boss..." Tony started.

"By who? And why didn't anybody tell me, why didn't she come to me?"

"You, Gibbs. Abby's hurt by you. She can't tell you anything anymore - you're always busy with Mallison, and when you finally find five minutes, there's always a case that needs your attention." Tony said frustrated.

"Abby's not a child anymore, Tony she doesn't need constant attention."

"That's right. But she does need some attention. Especially from you. When was the last time you went to her lab? When was the last time you brought her Caff-Pow?" . DiNozzo asked, looking intently at Gibbs

Gibbs thought about it for a moment and had to admit Tony was right.

Tony knew it wasn't the best time to tell him that, but someone had to tell him. Tony hadn't said anything before because he'd thought it was just a face, but when Abby had come to his place last night.

Tony's place, the night before.

Furious knocks on his front door had woken him. Who the hell could that be at... 3:20AM! This better be a good reason... As he opened the door Tony couldn't believe his still sleepy eyes. There in front of his was Abby with puffy read rimmed eyes, Black furrows where running along her cheeks caused by her mascara.

Tony immediately brought her inside and into his arms.

"Hey, Abbs, what is it?"

As a response all Tony got was a new wave of cries. He hated when she cried like that. What did his boss do, now? Was the first thing that span through his mind as he kept holding her tightly against him letting her sob until the tears would finally stop. When she had calmed down a bit Tony led her to his living room and helped her on the couch.

Sitting down himself, he put his right arm around her shoulders and she responded by cuddling closer to him. Her reaction surprised him. Abby was the hugging and cuddling type of person that was a certainty, but this was different.

She seemed to be seeking for safety or reassurance. He wasn't really sure, but that's how it felt to him. Tony wasn't a qualified profiler, not even a specialist in body language. What he was feeling was more due to the fact that he knew his best friend.

"I hate him." he heard her small, hoarse voice say.

"Huh? Who do you hate?"

"I hate, Gibbs, I hate him, I hate him, I him."

"That's impossible, Abbs, you don't hate anyone and definitely not Gibbs." Tony told her softly.

"Well maybe, not hate him then, but still..." she said.

"What happened what did he do to make you cry?"

"Nothing. He didn't do anything and that's the problem, Tony. I went to his place well determined to finally tell him..." Her voice trailed off.

"To finally tell him how you feel about him?" Tony ventured.

Abby nodded against his chest and then looked up at him with huge green watery eyes. Fresh tears rolls down her cheeks once more, hiding her face in his T-shirt and wetting in the process, but he didn't care. Tony was starting to wonder if Gibbs was blind or something, or if he didn't want to see.

Every member of their team knew that Abby Sciuto had feelings for him and not only in a friendly way. Even Timothy McGee knew it, though he played innocent, pretending not to see it because he still had feelings for their forensic scientist himself.

And judging from the way their boss acted with her, he reciprocated the feelings, but of course, Gibbs being Gibbs, he was fighting them, ignoring them, pretending that what he was feeling wasn't there in hope that maybe they'd disappear, but deciding for your heart what it is suppose to feel is impossible, no matter how much you want it.

Someone should really telling him that he's not only hurting himself by not wanting to face his feelings, but that he's hurting her, and making everyone else miserable because he is frustrated.

"I can't keep doing this, Tony."

"I can't keep hope that he will finally realize what's in front of him and then be disappointed over and over again." She told him in a still hoarse voice, full of sadness.

"What are you saying, Abby? You want to leave, you want to quit?"

Abby nodded slowly. "I'm seriously considering it. I wanted to tell him and when I was at his place I saw her car. I thought she might be there just to discuss a case so I stepped out of my car and entered his house; his front door is never locked. I ventured inside, and was about to call his name when I heard voices, and laughter. I followed the voices, but then silence took over and when I turned the corner to enter the kitchen I froze. There they were standing in his kitchen, kissing, and not exactly a hesitant one, no they where French-kissing, Tony, Gibbs was French-kissing that second-rate lawyer!" Her tone of voice had risen at the last part of her sentence as she was failing miserably to keep from crying again.

Oh, boy this wasn't good. I'm an idiot! How haven't I thought of this before, Gibbs doesn't need to tell him, that he hurts people who cares about him, He knows! And for a good reason, he would never intentionally hurt any of us and definitely not Abby!

Something had suddenly clicked in his mind. A smiled appeared on Tony's face despite his own will. He'd figured it out. Now if Tony's theory was right he had to tell Gibbs that if he didn't do anything fact the team would lose the forensic scientist.

"Abby?"

Abby raised her head to look at her friend. "Yeah?"

"Can I? I need to go to..."

"Oh, sure..." Abby answered his as she moved away from him.

"Make yourself at home, I'll be right back."

Tony didn't like the little white lie he just told his best friend, but he had to find an excuse to be able to call Gibbs to warm him, to prevent the worst to happen and the worst would be of course for Abby to leave them and go work God knows where. He couldn't think of it, and life with Gibbs would be a complete hell without Abby.

He looked over his shoulder to make sure she wasn't looking his way and grabbed his cell. He headed to his bedroom as noiselessly as possible closed the door behind him.

Please, let me be right about this... Was Tony's silent prayer to whoever was listening.

Please, let my theory be right or I'm dead. Please, let me be right and that Gibbs is indeed sleeping with bitchy Mallison to get some information about whatever she might be up too. Please, let it just be that. Something Gibbs and Ziva have in common, it's not important how you get information as long as you get it, even if you have to sleep with the enemy. No matter what the consequences might be.

Tough Tony didn't think that losing Abby was an acceptable consequence or an acceptable collateral damage to his 'mission' even if it was to save his team or even more people. As Tony dialed Gibbs's number, he hoped that his boss would be alone in bed. He didn't really know why he hoped it, he just did so.

DiNozzo heard his boss's voice after the third ring.

"This better be good, DiNozzo" Gibbs told him is a hoarse still full of sleep voice.

Has he had been waiting for Gibbs to pick up, he'd been thinking how to bring up the subject, but now he knew, the better way to tell his boss was to immediately drop the bom.

"Abby wants to leave NCIS"

"WHAT!?" Gibbs was now fully awake.

"Abby wants to leave, Gibbs" Tony repeated.

"Why? What happened? Where is she? Is she, okay?"

"I think you perfectly know why, boss. She has a broken heart, but other than that she's fine and she's here with me at my place. "

"Okay the keep an eye on her, tonight, I'll see you two tomorrow."

"No, boss, you're gonna get dressed and get yourself over here NOW! Because I think I figured out the reason why you started dating that second-rate, bitchy lawyer of yours, but that doesn't mean I'm okay with it. But a man as to do what a man as to do."

"DiNozzo..." Gibbs warned, but Tony cut him off ignoring him.

"But there is someone here who's crying her heart out for you, she cares about you, she even loves you, though sometimes I'm thinking that you don't deserve her unconditional love. She'd do anything for you, and now she thinks that's not good enough for you, and she's thinking about leaving us because you don't think about the consequences of your actions on the people who are close to you. Well mission or not if Abby doesn't mean anything to you well come here and tell her that yourself." and with that Tony hung up on Gibbs.

To be continued...

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