I took a deep breath and read the results from the tests that lay on the counter. Turning them over and looking at each one of them in turn I groaned, this could not be happening. When I'd woken this morning for the third morning in a row vomitting violently I rushed down to the local pharmacey and brought three boxes of pregnancy tests and waited till I got to work to do the tests. As well as doing the pregnancy tests I took blood and was going to see if my blood work showed signs of me being pregnant. Every damn stick showed that I was pregnant and I had to wait another half hour to find out if it was true. The only thing that would make this moment worse was if any member of team Gibbs was to come down here, especially him.
I had just moved the pregnancy tests from my desk in the lab to the trash can in my office when I heard the ding of the elevator and rushed out to minimise the test from the screen. I turned and there was Gibbs standing with a Caf-Pow, and just the sight of seeing the Caf-Pow in his hands was making my tummy churn. Putting that thought aside I placed a fake smile on my face, trying to hide what I was truly feeling from him
"Hey Gibbs. What can I do for you?" I asked, they weren't in the middle of a case at the moment, well not that I was aware of. About an hour ago McGee had come down here complaining about the fact that they were stuck doing paper work and cold cases.
"Just thought I'd come down and check on you, you haven't really been yourself in the past couple of days and we're all worried about you" he said handing me the Caf-Pow and I grimaced now as the smell filled my nose, and I desperately tried to stop the gagging reflex that was now kicking in.
"I'm fine Gibbs, theres no reason to worry about me" I said trying to sound and look convincing. He leant over and placed a hand on my forehead, feeling for a temperature
"Are you sure you feel like your burning up, Abs. Maybe you should take another day off until you feel better" he suggested and I shook my head
"I'll be fine Gibbs, nothing a couple of panadol can't fix" I said cheerily and I was actually surprised that it sounded genuine, he raised an eyebrow but didn't question it any more.
"Alright Abs but if you start to get worse don't hesitate to go home. We need you at 100%" he said and I nodded
"I understand Gibbs" I said and he nodded, kissing my cheek before leaving the lab. I made sure he was in the elevator before I ran from the lab and down the hall toward the female bathroom, closing the cubicle door I vomitted up the contents of my stomach and collapsed against the wall. Sighing I held my stomach and cursed my own stupidity.
Returning to the lab I saw McGee was back, I sighed before making my way back into the lab and to his side
"What can I do for you McGee?" I asked slightly impatient, there was only ten minutes left on the blood tests and if he was still down here when they were finished then I would have a very hard time trying to expain it to him.
"Gibbs said you weren't feeling well so I came down to check on you" he said and I rolled my eyes
"He's just concerned for nothing, really Timmy I am fine. Just getting over the stupid tummy bug that Agent Keilson had a couple of days ago" I said
"Agent Keilson, you mean the new agent who only just returned from her trip to Europe I thought she said she had food poisoning?" he asked confused
"I was told she had a tummy bug, maybe another agent had a tummy bug cause I know thats defianetly all I've had" I said, starting to get annoyed, giving him a glare he took a step backwards
"Right well, I'll um just leave you to it. Hope you get better soon Abs" he said retreating to the door before running across the hallway to the elevator.
-McGee's Point of View-
Abby was acting weird and had been for days, I had never known Abby to take a day off, even if she was sick and two days in a row and then vomitting when I go down and see her. That was so unlike her, and I was worried
"Is she alright?" Tony asked as I entered the bullpen, concern for a co-worker from Tony was strange, but since the two of them where like brother and sister, maybe it was just that, concern for his sister but looking him straight in the eyes there was something more
"I'm not sure, Gibbs said she was running a temperature, and when I went down to check on her she was in the bathroom vomitting" I said and he nodded a little
"Poor Abby" he said and I heard this concern that I'd never heard before. Something was defianetly wrong and I had no idea what it was. Man it sucked, maybe I could get whatever the juicy gossip was out of Tony but I knew he would never tell, and I would never try anything like that with Gibbs and I respected Abby's privacy too much to interfer.
A/N: Here is a new story for New Years I hope you like it!