You left me?
This little short story came to me last night as I was watching some reruns. We know that Tony has a difficult time when Gibbs leaves, but this is my take into a dark spin Abby could have taken.
NOTICE:I OWN NOTHING!
Warning: Spanking
He left! He had just walked up to her, laid a finger on her lips, kissed her cheek and left. How could he do that? How could he do that to her? He knew they were more like a family than co workers, and in every sense of the word, he had abandoned them. His children, the ones who had come to rely on his strength and guidance, we left to fend for themselves. Abby, sat at the bar, swirling the slightly fruit drink, waiting for the numbness to envelope her. One or two more drinks and she would not care that he left, a few more than that and a whole new side of Abby Scuito emerges. Everybody was so use the bubbly, ever carefree goth, but after a few doses of ETOH, she can become one mean person.
Bryan, the bartender, had noticed her the first time she entered the bar. It was kind of hard not to notice a beautiful girl, towering almost 6 feet tall in platform boots entering a bar. After the first two encounters he had witness her devolve from a drink to forget to a few to obliterate. He knew that she worked in NCIS, after he had asked for her ID. He tried to stay out of his patrons affairs, but this girl struck a chord in his heart. "Hey, Abs! Time to wind it down!" He yelled over the band playing on stage. He turned back towards the back of the bar and picked up the phone. He dialed a number he had memorized as her emergency contact in her wallet. "Hello, NCIS, I have someone here who needs help….."
"Heeyyy! No oonnee calls me ABBBS!" Abby yelled back as she saw a tall dark stranger approach her.
"Can I buy you a drink?" The stranger asked Abby. He knew that she was already intoxicated, but was going to use it to his advantage.
Bryan realized then that he had to do something or else this could get ugly fast. "Nope, sorry sir, she has reached her cut off and I already called her brother to get her, so unless you want some government trouble, I suggest you leave."
The guy quickly turned and left the bar. He did not want any trouble, he was just looking for a quick hook-up.
"Heyyyy! Heyyy! You..You… have no right…plus I have no brother….I am alone….look..look at me." Abby slurred as she waved her hands in front of her.
"OH, lil' sis. How quickly you forget?"
Abby quickly took a nervous swallow and just put her head in her hands. "Oh, Noooo!"
"Oh, Yes! Turn around and look at me!" Tony said as he stood directly behind her.
Abby just shook her head no and started to argue. "You have no…no.. right to tell me…."
"Abigail Scuito, you turn around now, stand up slowly and walk out of here with me, or you will not like the other option." Tony was in disbelief at the state Abby was in, not only was she drunk, she was becoming belligerent.
Abby was not a child and was not in the frame of mind to rationalize what was in her best interest. Abby pounded her fists on the bar and exclaimed. "No..No.. No… You just leave…. Everybody else does….Leave me al…"
Abby's little rant was cut short as Tony threw a 50 bill down to cover her bill and told Bryan, "Keep the change, and thanks." Tony swiveled her stool around, leaned forward and hoisted Abby over his shoulder.
"Tony…TONY! PUT ME DOWN!" Abby now yelled.
"Nope, gave you that option earlier, you chose this instead. So zip it, we are going home." Tony said as he tossed her in the seat of his car, reached across and buckled her in.
"Don't want to go home! Leave me be!" Abby said as she tried to open the door to get out of the car.
"Abigail Scuito, you make one move out of this car, and I will tie you in, after I roast you ass, now sit STILL!" Tony said as he started the engine and drove to his house. As he turned to tell her they were at his house, he saw she was sound asleep. All the anger fled Tony as he looked at her in the dim street light. Gone was the fight and anger, and now she looked like a little girl, lost and scared. He got out of his side and walked to her door, he reached in and scooped her and carried her to his bed. He gently removed her clunky boots, pulled back the covers, and tucked her. Tony leaned across her, kissed her cheek and said ," What happened, sis?"
A gentle knock at his door alerted Tony that help had arrived. He walked to the door and opened, letting one upset Tim McGee inside. "How is she? I came as soon as you called, I don't understand. She is, I mean usually she is the one telling to hold on and yet we missed it that she was falling apart."
"Yeah, well, Tim, all I can say is that we all missed it. Listen, can you stay here, I had also called Ziva and had asked her to stop at Abby's and get Abby some things for the next couple of days. Ziva called and said I needed to come see Abby's place, but I do not want her to be alone. Do you think?" Tony started to ask but McGee interrupted.
"Go, on Tony. I got her here. We just got to get through this." McGee said as he peeked into Tony room and saw the state Abby was in. Her mascara was smeared, her pigtails were in disarray and she looked lost. "We gotch sis." He whispered as he partially closed the door, just in case she cried out or needed something.
Tony sped over to Abby's place, he was a bundle of nerves just trying to figure what could be so bad that Ziva wanted him to see personally. As he pushed his key into Abby's door and opened it the first thing he noticed was the smell. "Oh, GOD Ziva what is it?"
Ziva emerged from the kitchen area, shaking her head. " I think last weeks supper." She said as she kicked empty bottles of all kinds of fruity liquors. "I don't think she has cleaned in at least a week." Ziva said as she pushed through to Abby's room. "But Tony come look in here."
Tony, pushed open the door to Abby's bedroom and where once a beautiful handcrafted coffin that her and Gibbs had built together stood, there was now a pile of chopped sticks. All the pictures of them together had been thrown against the wall and shattered. "Oh, my. How could we have missed this?" Tony asked as he busted his hand through the sheetrock wall.
"Calm down Tony, we were all absorbed in our way of dealing with Gibbs quick departure. She showed no outward signs of this type of behavior. We are not her keepers…" Ziva argued. She was trying to fight the guilt down that had built in her.
"No we are not her keepers…..we are her family." Tony said as he walked out of the room. "Let's go, we will stop at the store and you can pick up all that girlie stuff that you guys use." They locked up Abby's apartment and vowed to have someone come clean it tomorrow. They arrived back at Tony's to check on McGee.
As they entered the door, they heard the undeniable sound of post-drunk retching. "It's OK, Abs, I gotcha." Mcgee said as he held her hair out of the toilet as more and more of the poison was leaving her body.
"So..So..Sorry, Timmy" Abby said as she leaned back into his chest, resting her head against the coolness of the porcelain toilet. "I think I..I..am done." Tim moved to help her to her feet and help her back into bed. Tim wet a washcloth and wiped her face clean. Just rest Abby, we'll be here in the morning."
Abby just rolled over and closed her eyes. If this was a dream, it was a nightmare, she hoped when she woke up it would all be over. As she felt the warmth of the suns rays come across her face she realized two things. One was that her head was splitting and her mouth felt like she had eaten her cotton pillow, and second was that her bedroom did not have morning sun. Abby sat up abruptly, realizing that she was only in her underwear and a large T shirt. "SHIT!"
"Well good morning to you to sleeping beauty." Tony said as he entered his room and sat on the edge of the bed.
"To-Tony? How? What?" Abby could not remember a thing after the fourth drink. She put her hands over her eyes to shield out the light and laid her head gently back down. "OWWW! This sucks, listen can we keep this just between us and not let McGee…"
At that moment, McGee stuck his head in the door and said. "Did someone say my name?"
"Oh, my GOD Tony, what did you do broadcast it?" Abby said as she saw Ziva enter the room also.
"Actually no, he was truly concerned for you when he received the call from the bar, he called me to swing by you place.." Ziva started.
"You went to my place, no one gave you the right.." Abby started to argue but was quickly brought up short by Tony.
"Oh, no lil'miss, you lost all those rights when you proceeded to get yourself drunk, almost run off with a complete stranger and then become defiant." Tony argued as he leaned over her now. "You got some 'splainin to do Lucy" Tony did in his best Lucy and Desi voice.
"Alright, I'm sorry. Won't happen again. It was a one time thing. Can we just drop it?" Abby said sheepishly as she tugged on her lower lip.
"Ok, we all make mistakes, but what about your place? Abby it was destroyed."
"Ok, I lost it after Gibbs left, but I am fine. Listen, thanks for all the help. Let's just pretend this never happened." Abby said as she laid back down and closed her eyes.
I have already finsihed this, I am breaking up into shorter chapters!
Please review! This is a darker side of Abby for me!
