This is a re-write from NCISisbest. Please read her story first at s/6144077/1/An-Unexpected-Gift.
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Chapter 1
Abby walked into her lab. For once she wasn't the bouncy, cheerful Goth that normally greeted her 'babies' (the Mass Spectrometer) with gusto. Instead, she solemnly turned them on. For almost two weeks, Abby had not been feeling herself. The whole team had noticed, but brushed it off as another "Abby phase," since she had insisted she felt "absolutely dandy… nothing hinky here."
Suddenly, she took off running for the bathroom for the third time this morning.
"Damn," she thought, as she threw up in the sink once again.
Guess I shouldn't have eaten that bagel earlier." And, it suddenly dawned on her… no, wait. It couldn't be.
Abby grabbed her skull and crossbones purse and pushed the button for the elevator a bit excessively. As she walked through the bullpen hurriedly, she got stares from the MCRT team. Timothy McGee, her secret (due to Gibbs' rule number 12) boyfriend for the past several months, specifically stared her down. "Abs? You okay? Where are you going?"
"I need womanly things, McGee!" she snapped.
That made the man flush red, and the team left it at that, quickly getting back to work.
"Three minutes!" thought Abby, watching the white stick intently. The results of this simple test would change the course of her life. Three minutes, that was all it would take. One pink line. Abby gaped. No. It couldn't be. Her? Goth forensic scientist extraordinaire? ...Pregnant?
"Oh God," was her first thought. "The sisters are going to kill me."
The next one alarmed her even more. "Oh, no. Gibbs is going to kill McGee!"
McGee walked into Abby's lab, wondering why he had received such a strange call from her. "Come down on your lunch hour," was all she said. He looked around suspiciously to make sure no one was following him, specifically Gibbs, and proceeded into the open door. "Abby? Hey, baby, what's up?"
Abby looked at him. Her Timmy. She hoped his reaction wouldn't warrant a kill and leave no forensic evidence type of reaction from her. "McGee." She stated business-like. Then she rushed into his arms. "Oh, Timmy."
"Abby? Abby? What's wrong? Is everything okay?"
"Tim, I'm pregnant."
Tim woke up on Abby's futon in the face of a concerned Ducky. "Aah, Timothy my dear lad. You are awake."
"Hey Ducky," McGee replied uncertainly. Then it all came back to him. He was going to be a father.
Abby was in the next room over, on a chair, silently sobbing. Ducky was looking between the couple worriedly. He was the only one who knew of their ongoing relationship (as he had walked in the lab to find them kissing) and figured he probably knew what was going on at the moment.
McGee stood up and rushed over to Abby. "Abby, I'm sorry. I guess I was just surprised. Oh, honey. Don't cry." He gathered his black haired angel into his arms. "Abby, I love you so much."
At this point he looked at Ducky, who nodded his agreement. The week prior, McGee had talked to Ducky about his intentions to propose to Abby. Although McGee had planned on talking to Gibbs first, as he was like a father to both of them (and didn't know about their relationship), he figured this might just be a better time to propose.
Dropping down on one knee, McGee looked up at Abby. He pulled a ring box out of his coat pocket. "My dearest Abigail Scuito, you are the love of my life and I am overjoyed to be having a child with you. Will you marry me?"
Abby's mind raced. She never thought she would want to be married. She was independent and loved it. Then she thought of her McGee. She could see herself growing old with him. Their love would never fade.
"Oh, Timmy." She replied, "I would be honored."