AU: So I own nothing of NCIS or its characters, but isn't that kind of obvious?
Abby bounced around her lab, looking for her ear ring. She'd been going hay wire all morning, she lost her ear ring, and so hadn't had her usual dose of booming loud music to wake her up and Gibbs hadn't brought her the morning cup of Caf-pow yet. Considering he didn't usually bring it till she'd been at work about an hour and a half and she'd only been at work twenty minutes meant that she wasn't very surprised.
It didn't take her much longer to find her small skull ear ring, hidden at the foot of her mass-spec. She put it back in and then she heard footsteps behind her, she whipped round, causing her ponytails to whack her in the face, she all of a sudden wished she had stayed underneath the mass-spec when her eyes came to rest on exactly who had disturbed her.
She kept her wits about her and sat herself down on the floor, leaning on the back wall, just round the corner from the doors to her lab. She sat in silence, unable to make her choice whether she wanted Gibbs to come in with her daily dose of Caf-pow any more.
"Abby? Abby you in here?" Ziva called as she came into the seemingly empty lab, running her fingers through her long black hair, before using her elastic band to whip it to the side in a quick, loose plait. "Abby?"
"Here Ziva!" The eccentric Goth shouted back as she came round the corner, her pigtails swinging back and forth on either side of her head. She was smiling but it didn't seem to reach up to her eyes like it usually did. "You here for the DNA results?" She asked a bit flatly
"What else would I be here for?" Ziva chuckled
"Maybe I'm just too much fun for my own good?" There it was, a little spark of the Abby eccentric cheer.
"There's that too. Anyway, did the blood test positive for anything?"
"Yeah, it had high levels of-"
Ziva's phone buzzed, interrupting Abby mid-sentence. Ziva checked her phone before she looked back up at Abby apologetically. "Sorry, Abby I really need to hurry before Tony has a fit and bashes his head on his desk, I need to see that." Both the girls chuckled at the image of Tony hitting his head against his desk.
"It's all in the file." Abby said back as she handed the brown file over, it was unusual for Abby not to fill her in on everything that was in the file in the space of thirty seconds while Ziva skim read it, no, she was just standing silently handing the file over
"Thanks Abbs." She said as she turned and went to the door.
"Ziva?" Ziva stopped in her tracks at the thinly veiled worry evident in Abby's voice.
"Yeah?"
"Tell Gibbs that I've already got my coffee this morning, so he doesn't need to visit." Not wanting Gibbs to bring down Caf-pow? Even if she'd already had a cup Abby always could go for more of the high caffeine drink.
Ziva nodded uncertainly, her eyes portraying her confusion.
"Please Ziva, just go." Abby almost begged.
"You alright this morning?"
"Yeah, yeah, just need some loud music on for a while, calm me down." Abby smiled, but Ziva didn't fully believe her, but then she realized that she wouldn't exactly get away with restraining everybody's favorite lab geek in her own lab and forcing her to cheer up.
"Don't let me stop you." Ziva chuckled and left the lab, hoping that that was really the only problem.
Abby sighed in a complete mixture of relief and frustration. Ziva hadn't understood what she was trying to tell her. She took a few steadying breaths whilst she stood in silence and when she didn't hear any movement, she made her decision and ran for the door.
She grabbed the door handle and turned it, but then she felt the cold metal press against the back of her lab coat. "Not so fast Abby,"
AU: So what do you think? Send me in reviews to let me know what you think should happen next. xxx