Gothic+Geek=Love, a McAbby Fic chapter 1

I don't know what I can write about the story that wouldn't give it away. Its a McAbby fic. Everyone is owned by Belsario (or however you spell it) not by me, I just borrowed them. All the characters will be returned in the same condition they were borrowed in (if that's how you like DiNozzo, you're weird but hey to each his own lolz. I like him though.) Set in season 2 (because I wanted to include Kate, not that there's anything wrong with Ziva. Kate just fits better in this fic to me.)

Rated M for violence, sex and language

Chapter one - The rose speaks of love silently, in a language known only to the heart. (author Unknown)

It all started out as just another day at NCIS, with Gibbs determined to find Ari. He was still looking through absolutely every database he could think of, for the one hundred and sixty first time, not that anyone had been smart enough to admit they were keeping track. He sat at his desk, staring at the screen, hoping to see something the computer had missed, but to no avail. He had even tried the database of databases Abby's friend had compiled, but no such luck. He didn't even look up when McGee entered at five minutes past eight, flushed from running across the building and up the stairs.

"Little late are we Probie?" Tony said, leaning back in his chair and tossing a wad of paper in his direction. Kate, who happened to be walking by at the moment, neatly deflected it with her folder, hitting it back at him so that it hit DiNozzo in the head instead. She smirked at him as she took a seat behind her desk and started up her computer.

"You're going to try to tell me that you have NEVER been late to work a day in your life?" McGee said, smiling, as he sat at his desk and also started up his computer. "I'll believe that when I see it in your file with a perfect attendance record!"

"McGee's right, Tony," replied Gibbs, getting up and taking a drink of coffee. "Besides, unlike some people, he had the decency to call and inform me of his being late. Now," he went from desk to desk, handing out file folders, "here is our newest case. Three Navy forensic scientists, all murdered in their labs, all female."

Kate took hers and opened it, skimming the contents quickly and noting the major points. "Flowers? He sent them all flowers?"

"One dozen red roses, to be exact, Kate," Tony said, smiling. "This guy must be kind of a romantic masochist. Probably had issues with his mother, wouldn't surprise me if-"

Kate set her folder down and stared at Tony incredulously. "Why do you think they always have problems with their mothers? You been hanging around the psych ward again too much." She interrupted him.

McGee instantly went from flush to pale, flipping open and through his folder. "Boss... I know where this guy is," McGee said quietly. "He's coming here, today."

"How?" three sets of eyes immediately went to McGee.

"Explain now McGee," Gibbs said, in his no shit voice.

"Well, Abby and I... I wanted to send her flowers. It's her birthday today. The clerk at Bouquets of Roses, named Alex, recommended the exact same bouquet - a dozen dark red roses in a black vase," he said. "Kate, grab your sketch pad and come on. He said he'd be here at ten!"

The crew grabbed their things and ran for it - Gibbs and DiNozzo for the door with the business card McGee had given them; Kate and McGee to the lab.

"How could I have-" McGee began, starting to freak out, opening the door and dashing down the stairs.

"There is no way you could have known, now lets get to Abby and not assume anything!" Kate replied. She jumped the last few stairs and opened the door to the lab.