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Season 3, Episode 4: Silver War
"See something you like, McGee?"
What if it had been Tony in the lab, not McGee?
He walked through the doorway to her ballistics lab, and stopped short. Wow. He did a quick double take, and then started his perusal in earnest. His eyes began at the boots, ran past the thin white strip of knee-high stocking, up long, lean legs, to the crazy short skirt, then to… nothing. His breath caught as he took in the pale, taught skin, the inked cross disappearing into her waistband, the smooth expanse of exposed back. Her hands were pulling a tight black tee over her head, slowly dragging it over protruding shoulder blades, unrolling it down past that line where a bra should have been (but thank God wasn't), smoothing it into place around her tiny waist. Good God Almighty.
She slowly turned, catching him in the act. Sauntering towards him, with just a little more sway to her hips than was usual, she tucked her tee into the miniskirt. Coming to a stop in front of him, she smirked. "See something you like, DiNozzo?"
"Raawwrr. Abbs, that was hot. Seriously hot"
"Come on Tony, Not like you've never seen my tats before."
"True, but not like that. You, all naked in your ballistics lab – Smokin' hot."
"For reals Tony?" With a big grin on her face, Abby leaned in and kissed his cheek. "Aww, you always know just what to say to make me feel better!"
With a lascivious leer, and a wiggle of his eyebrows, he shot back "Anything you wanna do to make me feel better Abbs?"